Victor/Victoria1982

(King and Squash are working out at the gym)

King:
Hey, Squash...

Squash:
Yeah?

King:
Can I ask you a... personal question?

Squash:
Go ahead.

King:
How long, I mean... exactly when did you know you...

Squash:
How long have I been gay?

King:
Yeah.

Squash:
Oh, God, I can't remember when I wasn't!

King:
I've known you for fifteen years...

Squash:
You know a lot of guys, boss, you'd be surprised.

King:
But, you were all-American! I never saw a rougher, tougher, meaner, son-of-a-b*tch football player in all my life.

Squash:
Boss, if you didn't want the guys to call you queer, you became a rough, tough, son-of-a-b*tch football player.

King:
[suddenly colliding with a large man and his companion] Why don't you watch where you're going, huh?

Companion:
[after translating in French] He says that it was your fault and suggests that you apologize.

King:
Oh, he does, does he?

Squash:
Come on, boss...

King:
No, no, no... (to the companion) Well, you tell him if he'd like an apology, he can just get him some gloves and I'll see him in the ring.

Companion:
[translating] Just give him ten minutes. He will be delighted to oblige.

[they walk off]

King:
"He'll be delighted to oblige." Who the hell does he think he is?

Squash:
Guy Langois, the French middleweight boxing champion. [King freezes] But don't worry! [whispers] He's gay.