& Sally: Let’s just have the maximum shot count be 10, for Christ’s sake.
Carol: Look, the shot count is however many strokes it takes to get the ball in the hole.
Sally: Golf talk is so sexual-sounding, isn’t it? Balls, holes, strokes, putts...
& Bill: I want to have lunch with you. What’s your name?
Carol: ...Yes!
Bill: Your name is Yes?
& Lloyd: Didn’t you feel it when you were up on stage singing?
Carol: Feel what?
Lloyd: Like that was it. Like, while you were singing, that was all that existed. Like that... Like all your worries just disappear.
Carol: People can spend their whole lives doing that. Waiting to find that feeling. Trying to find that feeling over and over. And in the end, everybody gets it. We wait our whole lives for something and we get it. And you know what that is?
Lloyd: Happiness?
Carol: It’s death.
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Carol: Look, the shot count is however many strokes it takes to get the ball in the hole.
Sally: Golf talk is so sexual-sounding, isn’t it? Balls, holes, strokes, putts...
& Bill: I want to have lunch with you. What’s your name?
Carol: ...Yes!
Bill: Your name is Yes?
& Lloyd: Didn’t you feel it when you were up on stage singing?
Carol: Feel what?
Lloyd: Like that was it. Like, while you were singing, that was all that existed. Like that... Like all your worries just disappear.
Carol: People can spend their whole lives doing that. Waiting to find that feeling. Trying to find that feeling over and over. And in the end, everybody gets it. We wait our whole lives for something and we get it. And you know what that is?
Lloyd: Happiness?
Carol: It’s death.
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