Charlie Runkle:
What've you got going on later?
Hank Moody:
Oh, I don't know... I thought I'd start the day with some dry toast and half a grapefruit, bust out the old computer, bang out 10 pages, maybe go for a run. Maybe I'll just jerk off and go back to bed. Wake me up when you come home.
Hank Moody:
What about the Marce? You gotta miss the Marce. I know you miss the Marce, right? That sexy, little smurf was good to you.
Charlie Runkle:
That sexy, little smurf cheated on me with my assistant.
Hank Moody:
Yes, but you cheated on her with your assistant. First, I might add.
Marcy Runkle:
It's like disconnecting a bomb. I mean, there's all these wires and all down there, who knows which one you're supposed to cross, or pull... plus: the studies show that the female orgasm is like 99% mental - who has time for that!
Karen:
OK, so - so that's good. So you want to go back to the 4-minute gruntfest thing, like in-out, done...
Marcy Runkle:
Yeah
Karen:
So you're done with the uh - the lesbetarian experiment...
Marcy Runkle:
The grass is always greener, you know?
Karen:
Uh-huh
Marcy Runkle:
Isn't that how you got engaged to be buried?
Karen:
It's a Canadian diamond.
Marcy:
Are they good with the diamonds, the Canadians? I thought just the bacon.
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