Willard:
[to the boa constrictor draped over the branch]
Get out of my way!
[pushes it aside]
Willard:
You're not my type!
Beth:
Is that a boa?
Willard:
[dripping with sarcasm]
No. It's a goldfish.
Beth:
[as she walks past the dangling snake]
Ooh.
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