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Richie:
Yes. Brambles. So, one bush or two?

Eddie:
I beg your pardon?

Richie:
God, it's just sex-sex-sex with you, isn't it?

Eddie:
What do you mean, I was just asking you to repeat the question!

Richie:
No you weren't! You were accusing me of accusing you of having three pubic thatches!!

Eddie:
WHEN? When was this?

Richie:
Just now you very well know, Lord Haw Haw! Honestly, I work my aching fingers to the bone to pep up your diet, (beat) to insert some jazz into your food!

Eddie:
(Deliberately) I beg your pardon!

Richie:
There you go again!

Eddie:
No, no! I just didn't hear what you said very well.

Richie:
Not true. Not true at all! You were accusing me of deliberately masturbating into your breakfast!