... Whatever. My turn. Let’s see. Um, there’s Mother Theresa. Nah. Too nice. Hmmm, there’s Martha Stewart.. don’t think so… There’s Oprah… hmmm. Oh, there you go – Raquel Welch! Beth: Raquel Welch, huh? Dave: Yeah. Raquel Welch. Beth: You turned down Mother Theresa, Martha Stewart and Oprah so I could be more like Raquel Welch huh? Dave: Um,…. yeah…I guess. Beth: (rolls her eyes and picks up the laundry basket and leaves) Brilliant game, Dave. Dave: (shouts after her) Hey, come on. Come back ...
... on, you promised. Female: O.K., but you better not tell anyone else. If you do I will never speak another word to you. Male: I promise. Now hurry up and tell me. Female: Let me get my courage. [counts backward from ten and shouts] Raquel Welch! [buries head in magazine] Male: [storing at her] And you thought Mark Spitz was ridiculous! Sheesh! That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. Female: [uncovering head] But you promised never to tell. [pause] What would you do with all your money? Male: What ...
