Barbara:
Billy! Are you feeling all right?
Billy Fisher:
Of course, darling. Why?
Barbara:
Well, look where your hand is.
Billy Fisher:
[removing his hand from Barbara's thigh]
Oh. Don't you want me to touch you?
Barbara:
Well, it - seems indecent somehow.
Billy Fisher:
You know you're making me ill, don't you?
Barbara:
Oh, poor pet. Why am I making you ill?
Billy Fisher:
Surely you've heard of, well, of repressions. The nervous reactions of a man who's not...
Barbara:
I know what you mean, pet, but we must be patient. We must! I mean, we'd only regret it.
Billy Fisher:
Well, just have one more energy tablet.
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