I Love Lucy1951

Lucy Ricardo:
[Sets food in living room; Rick enters] Oh, hi Ricky. Eh... I thought you'd never get here...

Ricky Ricardo:
[Check watch] Whaddya talkin' about? I'm ten minutes early.

Lucy Ricardo:
[Stares off dreamily] Oh... Uh h-hows everything darling.

Ricky Ricardo:
[Sifts through mail] Everything's terrible.

Lucy Ricardo:
[Smiles, unknowing what Ricky said] Oh, good.

Ricky Ricardo:
[pause] Good? I said everything was terrible.

Lucy Ricardo:
[Looks at Ricky] Huh? Oh, terrible?

Ricky Ricardo:
Yeah, terrible. [Puts mail down] I don't think I'll put on another night club show as long as I live... [Paces about the room] The lights are all wrong, the costumes are all wrong, *nobody* knows their number! [Shakes his head] Nothing good happened today...

Lucy Ricardo:
Oh, it will, dear. Why don't you sit down. [She seats Ricky on the couch] See? I made lunch in here, it's more... cozey and comfortable.

Ricky Ricardo:
[Smiles and reaches for platter] Oh, gee honey; that looks wonderful - [Lucy almost sits on his out-strecthed arms; he looks at her]

Lucy Ricardo:
Maybe you should relax a little. [Sits him back again]

Ricky Ricardo:
No, it's okay, I'm just hungry, honey - [She sits on his arms again as he reaches for the food]

Lucy Ricardo:
[Sits him back again] Sit back, dear. [Sits on his lap and wraps her arms around him; Ricky takes a bite of food in his hand] Ricky... darling...

Ricky Ricardo:
[Muffled full of food] What ith it, honey?

Lucy Ricardo:
Put that away. [Takes food out of his hand] Now, swallow that. [Ricky pain-stakingly does so; Lucy puts her arms around him a second time] Ricky... Ricky Darling - [Ricky takes food from his other hand, chews it openly and looks back at Lucy] Ricky, do you have to eat *now*?

Ricky Ricardo:
Well, honey it's lunch time. You fix me a beautiful lunch.

Lucy Ricardo:
Well, just wait a minute. Now, swallow that.

Ricky Ricardo:
[Eyes widen as he forces to swallow] My stomach is gonna think I lost my teeth.

Lucy Ricardo:
[Wraps her arms around him again] Ricky... Darling - [telephone rings; Lucy glares at it and holds Ricky closer while pouting slightly]

Ricky Ricardo:
Uh, honey the phone's ringin'.

Lucy Ricardo:
I know it...

Ricky Ricardo:
Well, honey, *one* of us has to get up and answer it.

Lucy Ricardo:
No. [Ricky motions to get up] No, let it ring.

Ricky Ricardo:
[Gently slides her off while looking intently at the phone] Oh, now, come on, honey. It might be important. Come on... [Lucy groans in disapointment and sits down on the couch while Ricky answers the phone]