Owen: You seem to be taking the Claude/Carl hook-up in stride. Ramona: I already knew. Owen: Oh yeah, you know when people have had sex. Ramona: And when they haven't. (she stares at him) 167 days. Owen: Hey, that's not as bad as I thought.
Carl: Did you tell Ramona about us, 'cos uh earlier today she smacked me on the butt and that was before I found out that I won the football pool. Claude: No, I didn't have to tell her. She can always tell when people have slept together. She calls it, "Laydar." Carl: Oh yeah, that's right. She's amazing with that. She can even do it with men. She calls it (pauses) "Gay Laydar."
Claude and Ramona: (simultaneously and all smiles) Hiii! Owen: That's overly friendly. What are you hiding? Ramona: Nothing. Claude: Nooo, nothing. Owen: Fine. I have secrets of my own. Find out which pointy eared Vulcan will be doing a signing at Madison Avenue Books this Thursday at eight. You'll go to your graves not knowing that one. Claude: Leonard Nimoy?
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