Ham: Well, the reason is, we've been getting along so well as friends lately that I didn't want us to have another night like that night we had in college.
Blanche: In college? What are you talking about?
Ham: That night. The spring jamboree out at Grady's Motor Lodge?
Blanche: Grady's Motor Lodge? I never went to Grady's with you.
Ham: Sure you did. I'll never forget it. You had your hair in braids, you wore a pink bathrobe-
Blanche: Pink, with a little lace trim?
Ham: Yes.
Blanche: And matching slippers?
Ham: Yes.
Blanche: Ham! That wasn't me, that was my sister Virginia.
Ham: You're ki- That was Virginia? How could I forget that? That was the worst night I've ever spent in bed with a woman in my life!
Blanche: Wait a minute, Ham. Are you saying the only reason you've kept turning me down is because of the bad time you had that night? Yes.
Ham: Oh, well, Blanche, this changes everything. Does all that stuff you said in the restaurant still go?
Blanche: I don't think so, Ham. The moment has passed. We could never recapture it.
Ham: Blanche, that was just 20 minutes ago.
Blanche: I'm sorry, Ham, but you were just a plaything in my game of sexual conquest. I was gonna use you.
Ham: Use me, use me.
Blanche: Good-bye, Ham. If you leave now, we can still have our memories.
Ham: I'll trade all my memories for a quickie.
Blanche: Beat it, tubbo.