There we go! That one's another one. Probably illegal thing to say, too

Dale Arbus:

[walks into Julia's office, notices she is wearing nothing but heels, panties, and her white jacket covering her breasts]
Oh, shit! Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
[pushes a lock button on her desk to prevent Dale from leaving] Dale Arbus:
Uh-oh. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
[motions to the chair]
Will you have a seat, Dale? Dale Arbus:
Do I have to? Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Please. Dale Arbus:
Sure. [slowly and awkwardly takes his seat] Dale Arbus:
This is a little ridiculous, but... Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Look, Dale, you know... I know I like to fool around at work, right? And I might even, you know, I might even cross the line a bit. But the last thing I wanna do is-is make you uncomfortable. I mean, it's just not professional, you know? And I pride myself on being a professional. So from now on, what I would like you to do is just tell me, you know... when and if, uh, I cross the line. Okay? Dale Arbus:
Okay. Now. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
What? Dale Arbus:
Well, now, you're kinda crossing a line... because you're naked. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Uh... I'm not naked, Dale. Can you *see* my pussy? Dale Arbus:
[nervously]
Hmm... true. Um... but I think, uh, even really saying the word..."pussy", that's... Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
That's crossing the line? Dale Arbus:
Little bit. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
You're starting to sound like a little faggot there, Dale. Dale Arbus:
There we go! That one's another one. Probably illegal thing to say, too