It's all suspicious, where was Sunday, where was Sunday?
And then one day Sheldon says to me, 'You never wear Sunday'.
Sally: First of all, I am not *with* you, and second of all it is none of your business why we broke up. (They've finished eating.) Sally: (talking to herself) Ok, so fifteen percent of my share is ninety...
Harry: Because if you didn't break up you wouldn't be here with me, you'd be off with Sheldon the wonder-schlong.
Harry: Because no man can be friends with a woman he finds attractive, he always wants to have sex with her. It's an eighteen hour trip which breaks down into six shifts of three hours each or alternatively we couldb reak it down by mileage. Harry: We've got eighteen hours to kill before we hit New York. (Harry and Sally in the car, on their whay to New York) Sally: I have it all figured out. Harry: So you can write about things that happen to other people. and this is not a come-on in any way, shape or form, is that men and women can't be friends because the sex part always gets in the way. Harry: No, what I'm saying is they all want to have sex with you. Woman: And we both looked at each other, and it was just as though not a single day had gone by. (Sally and Joe kissing in the airport, Harry walked by and saw them.) Harry: Joe!