Kitty: Well, Red that was a pretty good show you put on there. You poured it on with a "fiery passion that consumed your soul."
Red: Hey, if you think I'm putting on a show to get out of the doghouse, you're way off base. If I wanted to get out of trouble, I'd just tell you how pretty you look. Which I've been meaning to tell you. You do.
Kitty: Oh, stow it.
Red: Oh, fine. But, Kitty, you gotta understand. If I got mad at every guy that looked at you, I'd drive myself crazy. I don't even wanna think about all those patients down at the hospital making googly eyes at you.
Kitty: Not to mention the doctors.
Red: [sighs] Don't get me started on those perverts! They think the nursing staff is their own personal dating service. Glorified plumbers!
Kitty: Okay. All right, Red. You're getting very upset. In fact, you look downright miserable. That makes me so happy.