if i could have sunlight in the palm of your hand

[cimorene]

d: sheila? is this my final position?
m: yes. i asked you if there was anything that hurt and you said no.
d: well... i think you misunderstood that conversation.

[later]
d: oh... aaaaaaaaaahhh ow.
m [laughing]: now do they hurt?
d: what i want to know is, who took my wife and replaced her?
m: you've got the same wife you always had.
d: i was afraid of that... you shouldn't make me laugh cause it makes my shoulders hurt.