[Red talks to Kitty over her reading The Joy of Sex]
Kitty, we don't need The Joy Of Sex.
Well, why not? It's not dirty. This book...it doesn't even have photographs, just sketches.
But they're so detailed. They draw in every single part. And it's not to scale.
[browses book] Oh, here's a fun idea. Ahahaha! Okay. Instead of throwing away our old dish towels, we can use them as blindfolds and play a sexy bedroom version of Marco Polo. Ahahahaha! Oh, come on. Don't you want to be one of those fun, older couples?
Kitty, I want us to grow old and withdraw into ourselves.
[enters kitchen] Hey, what's for lunch?
Well, I was thinking of making something, but that would mean I would have to look at a cookbook, and I don't like to learn new things from books.
Yeah, so is lunch off or, uhm... I mean, what's the lay of the lunch land here?
I don't see why I have to read a book on bodily functions. I've never read a book on eating, yet I'm extremely well fed.
But I'm not. Could I, like... seriously, like a sandwich or...
Well, you know what? Nobody is eating unless you give this book a try. Until then I quit cooking! [leaves]
[to Red] - I can't believe that I'm saying that, but please make kinky sex with my mother!
