Dick: Come on. Your turn.
Mary: I forgive the world for its capricious-
Dick: Oh, that makes me think of one.
Mary: No, you didn't let me finish.
Dick: Forgive me?
Mary: Yes, but you-
Dick: Okay, then it's my turn again. I forgive the world for its capricious... What were you gonna put on the end of that, Mary?
Mary: Oh, Dick, maybe we should do this thing separately. The things I'm trying to forgive are snowballing on me here.
Dick: But, Mary, I was gonna forgive you for snoring, for chewing with your mouth open, and for a loud phone voice. Are you sure you want to miss all that?