Peggy: You were great, Al.
Al: Leave me alone.
Peggy: Oh c'mon, Al. You know I really really believe if you'd practice once in a while, you could actually get good at sex. And honey, you don't have to hit your head.
Al: That's the one part I enjoy, Peg. Keeps my mind off what the rest of my body is going through.
Peggy: Yeah, well, take it from me, it's not going through much.
Al: Why did I ever agree to this Tuesday night sex?
(Al turns on the TV)
Announcer: And that's it for Monday Night Football.
(Al turns off the TV and looks at Peggy)
Al: It isn't Tuesday, Peg. You've done a bad thing. You must be punished.
Peggy: Oh, Al. I just wanted it to be closer to your shower night.
Al: Pretty brazen when you're all satisfied, aren't you?
Peggy: Just because I scream does not mean I'm satisfied. I was screaming because my hair was caught in your watch. I didn't wake you, did I?