Peggy: By the way, Al, am I still attractive?
Al: Peg, you're still the same knee in the groin you were when you were sixteen.
Peggy: I don't believe you. You didn't say it with feeling. You are an insensitive hog of a man. Oh, I gotta do something to shake these birthday blues. (Al takes out his wallet) I know, give me money. I'm going to shop till you drop.
(Al opens his wallet up and Peggy removes all the cash from it and begins counting it)
Peggy: Oh, uh, by the way, Al. This doesn't get you off the hook from a present. And this year, I want something different.
Al: Well, Peg, I only know how to do it one way.
Peggy: And one day maybe you'll get it right. No, honey. This year I want something that lasts longer than three minutes. I want a real gift. I want you to spend money on me, Al.
Al: (displaying his empty wallet) Peg, I have no more money!
Peggy: Well, that doesn't stop me from spending it. God! Do I have to do everything around here?