Tommy: You know, you and I are pathetic. We're superior beings. We're supposed to be here studying the human race, not mooning over a couple of chicks.
Dick: I'm not mooning, I'm obsessing. There's a difference. Now, look around for a travel brochure or itinerary, something.
Tommy: No, Dick, I have to get home. I have to wait by the phone for August not to call.
Dick: All right, you do that. I'm gonna hang around here for a while.
Tommy: Dick? You're not gonna do anything creepy, are you?
Dick: You know me better than that. I'm just going to rifle through her belongings.