True Friendship Between Women

I don't know what his problem is or what the risk is.

If I knew, maybe I could help him.

That's the doctor's job, baby.

Give it time.

I guess you're right.

Look, it's almost 5 o'clock.

Go home.

I'll finish typing.

Oh, no, Joyce.

Thanks, but I'm almost finished.

I'm all right, really.

Well, call me if you get the bluesies, or want to get bombed.

I will.

Promise?

Well, it's about time.

I mean, why the hell am I sitting here drinking as if I hadn't had enough?

I resent you coming in here with your fly open.

Well, so what? So I'm honest.

I mean, I can't help it if I'm obvious, you know. I let it all hang out.

I certainly do.

Come here now. Come on.

You love to make me laugh.

Oh, Julie, baby, you know, I can't help it if you just don't like my style, but you know...

There's just nobody, nobody in this world that turns me on like you do!

That Andy, it's like having lunch with a centipede.

I think he's cute.

Listen, whenever you're through with him...

He's all yours. Please.

How about staying over Saturday night?

Why? What's up?

Never mind. I've just got an idea.

Okay, surprising.

Hey, Annie. - Hey, gorgeous.

There once was a man from St. Paul who claimed he only had one ball.

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