George Webber:
That sonofabitch across the way's got a bigger telescope than we have.
Samantha Taylor:
Not we have. *You* have. I don't need to peep into somebody else's windows to get my jollies. You're a dirty old man, George, and so is your friend.
George Webber:
He's not my friend.
Samantha Taylor:
Well, he should be. You must know him intimately by now.
George Webber:
I don't watch him. I watch his broads. He's got a helluva stable over there.
Samantha Taylor:
Then he must be pretty good in the sack, huh?
George Webber:
What's that got to do with it?
Samantha Taylor:
Well, unless he's using some new remote control screwing device, how can you keep from watching him too?
George Webber:
I concentrate on the broads.
Samantha Taylor:
Well, he's around, isn't he?
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