Joe You don't want me, Sugar. I'm a liar and a phony. A saxophone player. One of those no-goodniks you keep running away from. Sugar I know, every time. Joe Sugar, do yourself a favor. Go back to where the millionaires are, the sweet end of the lollipop, not the cole slaw in the face, the old socks and the squeezed-out tube of toothpaste. Sugar That's right. Pour it on. Talk me out of it. (She grabs him to kiss him.) (Marilyn Monroe)

Joe You don't want me, Sugar. I'm a liar and a phony. A saxophone player. One of those no-goodniks you keep running away from. Sugar I know, every time. Joe Sugar, do yourself a favor. Go back to where the millionaires are, the sweet end of the lollipop, not the cole slaw in the face, the old socks and the squeezed-out tube of toothpaste. Sugar That's right. Pour it on. Talk me out of it. (She grabs him to kiss him.)

Marilyn Monroe

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