Richard: You locate way too much of your self-esteem in your neck and it's hurting you. You have perfect breasts, the ripest rump in the Eastern Seaboard. Your stomach can make a washboard jealous and your hair flows like an untamed river. You are more than just a pretty neck and you need to know that.
Whipper: You left out my eyes.
Richard: (laughs) Oops.
Whipper: And you left out my lips and my soft, soft Midas-touch hands. And my thighs. But most of all, nookie, you left out my knee. (knees Richard in the crotch)