I'm glad David married me for my brains. My glorius, perky, bouncy brains.

ME: Ugh hate summer when bees are flying everywhere BEE [angrily undoing seatbelt on plane] I'm gonna sting him BEE WIFE:Just leave it David

[Staring deep into David Schwimmer's eyes] "I'm afraid I only like you as a Friend"

"David you're late again!" "Sorry boss.." [cut to: me running on all fours through a forest chasing deer] "...traffic"