Annie Hall1977

Alvy Singer:
Yeah, grass, right? The illusion that it will make a white woman more like Billie Holiday.

Annie Hall:
Well, have you ever made love high?

Alvy Singer:
Me? No. I - I, you know, If I have grass or alcohol or anything, I get unbearably wonderful. I get too, too wonderful for words. I don't know why you have to get high every time we make love.

Annie Hall:
It relaxes me.

Alvy Singer:
You have to be artificially relaxed before we can go to bed?

Annie Hall:
Well, what's the difference anyway?

Alvy Singer:
Well, I'll give you a shot of sodium pentathol. You can sleep through it.

Annie Hall:
Oh come on. Look who's talking. You've been seeing a psychiatrist for 15 years. You should smoke some of this. You'd be off the couch in no time.