Addicted to Love1997

Sam:
Look, my darling, I wanted to show you how well my hands fit on top of my knees, and also to give you a little...

Maggie:
Get away from me, get away from me, please, you are rude.

Sam:
Oh, but I love you my little lamb, I must have you. My love is throbbing at quite a fevered cadence.

Maggie:
But you cannot have me, my love is reserved for another.

Sam:
You cannot mean...?

Maggie:
Yes! The Milky Way Man!

Sam:
No, no, no! Anyone but him! No, this is a man who can predict Hapal Cluster emissions. Next to him I am nothing, I'm a worm, I'm...

Maggie:
Yes, I love his emissions. Not every man...

Maggie:
...can be a Milky Way Man.

Sam:
No.

Maggie:
What will you do now?

Sam:
Forlorn, I will wander the earth, thinking of you - and pausing occasionally to have the sex with the skullses. Heh-heh.

Maggie:
That's good. Now be quiet about that, or I will make you...

Maggie:
Eat another one of these pecans!

Sam:
I like! Oh, this is very good.

Maggie:
Look how I'm licking my fingers, you like that?

Sam:
I like everything, I am French.