But that's good. It's fine.

Jon Moss:

[off screen, knocking at the door]
George? Are you in there? George? Boy George:
[fixes his hair, opens the door, Jon slightly turns his head to show an injury]
What happened to you? Jon Moss:
The bitch went for me. [George lets him in] Jon Moss:
[cut to George, tending Jon's wound, Jon grimacing slightly at the painful touch]
She thinks I spend more time with you than I do with her. Boy George:
Give her a triangle, stick her in the band and then she can see you day and night. Jon Moss:
She's jealous. Boy George:
Of what? Jon Moss:
Of you, you muppet. Jon Moss:
She thinks I fancy you. [George laughs, then realizes] Jon Moss:
[Jon takes his hand, attempts to kiss him, but George pulls away]
Don't make me look a prat. [He kisses George, pulling him closer] Boy George:
[breaks the kiss]
You have no idea what you're doing. [they kiss again] Boy George:
But that's good. It's fine. [they kiss passionately]