Addicted to Love

Maggie: What's your name? Sam: Mike. Maggie: What's your name, Mike? Sam: Sam.

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I sleep naked. It's the only way I'm comfortable. So don't think of it as a come-on, because if you so much as breathe in my direction, I will nail your Willy to that beam.

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Sam: Well, what is your evil plan, huh? You're gonna squirt him with squirt guns? Throw rotten strawberries at him? Maggie: You looked in my satchel? Sam: Yeah, call a cop! Maggie: [shrugs] You are a strange, tragic little man.

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Sam: Say what you want. Linda and I are in love. Maggie: Yeah. Except for her boning my boyfriend, you guys are the perfect couple. Sam: Listen, Catwoman, at the end of the day, she is coming back to me, and we're going to be happy. And where are you going to be? All alone somewhere, hatching some little revenge scheme. That's where! Maggie: Let me tell you something, Sam. Listen very carefully. Are you listening? Sam: Yes. Maggie: The only way that girl is coming back to you is if a blast of semen catapults her across the street and through the window.

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Maggie: You know, Sam, French men are very small. Sam: Yeah? Maggie: But not this guy. It's like Godzilla's tail. He could take down Tokyo with that thing.

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Sam: What is your plan? What do you want to do? Maggie: I just want his dignity, that's all. I want him penniless, hopeless, loveless, finished off. I just wish him very, very ill. Sam: How ill are we talking here? Maggie: I'm not saying I want him dead. But, should that occur, people die all the time. Why should he be any different? Just thinking on my feet, though. I don't have to decide|the death part right now. I can wait and see how I feel once his dignity's a thing of the past.

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