Below the Sea1933

[Diane has brought Steve into the ship's darkroom, ostensibly to demonstrate her competence in the photographic arts. Impulsively, he grabs her and kisses her passionately]

Diane Templeton:
[flirtatiously] Does this come under the heading of science or art? Whichever it is, you have definite possibilities. [He releases her from the clutch and spins her around. Her tone changes to anger] Disappointed?

Steve 'Mac' McCreary:
[snarling] Yeah.

Diane Templeton:
Why?

Steve 'Mac' McCreary:
I wanted to find out if you were the sort of woman I figured ya, and y'are.

Diane Templeton:
I suppose you'd've liked it better if I'd slapped your face.

Steve 'Mac' McCreary:
Yeah, I would! [she immediately slaps him hard. After a moment of shock, he smiles]

Diane Templeton:
Why, good heavens! You do know how to smile!

[they are interrupted by a knock at the door; Steve is being summoned by the skipper]

Steve 'Mac' McCreary:
[as he leaves] Maybe I'm wrong at that. You've got a few possibilities yourself.