Ann-Margret in Carnal Knowledge

I need more in life than this.

Who put you up to this, your psychiatrist?

After a long, exhaustive bed-hunt, you've finally chosen me.

Cindy's not a virgin either.

Oh, I get it. Is that what brought this on?

Your mind is unbelievable. You have to have a low opinion of me...

thinking that I would do that to Sandy.

Oh, no. You wouldn't want to cheat on Sandy.

Now it's Sandy. - He spends half his life over here.

Wait a minute. A second ago, you had me screwing Cindy.

Who am I screwing now, Sandy?

You're going too fast for me. - I'm going too fast for you.

Your little mind operates like an IBM, like a pinball machine.

First Cindy. Oh, no, not Cindy. How about Sandy?

How about Cindy and Sandy?

Talk about the pot calling the kettle.

The day I got an earful of your checkered past, I felt like a celibate.

You made me, Terry. - Sure. I twisted your arm.

I got your heart. - Something has to.

You have such contempt for me.

***, you worked hard for it. It's yours.

The way you paw me at parties.

Now affection is contempt.

Upside down.

Everything upside down.

Feeling me up in public is not affection.

Will you come on?

I know I ***** all day.

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