Do you have any idea how much I lusted after you? Well, why didn't you do something? I...

Andrew: Do you have any idea how much I lusted after you? Ariel: Well, why didn't you do something? I wanted you to! Andrew: You were this diplomat's daughter, raised by nuns, you know, I was shy! We were not in love. It was pure animal lust! Ariel: That's just what I was in the mood for. Andrew: I know, I know I missed an opportunity. I regretted it ever since. You know, that's the saddest thing in life, a missed opportunity. That was particularly rotten in this case; because, after you left, a month after you went to Europe, I learned, only then, that you were and had been sleeping with everyone. Everyone! Ariel: Not everyone! Well, maybe it was everyone. Andrew: I wouldn't have been the first. I would have been the twenty-first. Writers! Bankers! Poets! The entire infield of the Chicago White Sox. Ariel: You have to admit, I wasn't one of your shrinking, mousy, inhibited little virgins. Andrew: No, that's the understatement of the century. Ariel: What did you want me to do? Take charge? You didn't act like you wanted anything. Andrew: Well, I was used to slower women!