[eyeing the "KEEP OUT" signs surrounding Shrek's home]
Donkey:
I guess you don't, uh... entertain much, do you?
Shrek:
I like my privacy.
Donkey:
Y'know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. I hate it when you've got someone in your face, you try to give someone a hint and they won't leave, and then there's that big awkward silence, y'know?
[big awkward silence ensues]
Donkey:
Can I stay with you?
Shrek:
What?
Donkey:
Can I stay with you... *please?*
Shrek:
Of course!
Donkey:
Really?
Shrek:
No.
Donkey:
Please! I don't wanna go back there, you don't know what it's like to be treated as a freak!... Well, maybe you do... but that's why we gotta stick together! You gotta let me stay! Please! PLEASE!
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