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King Marchand:
[working out at a gym] Hey, Squash...

'Squash' Bernstein:
Yeah?

King Marchand:
Can I ask you a... personal question?

'Squash' Bernstein:
Go ahead.

King Marchand:
How long, I mean... exactly when did you know you...

'Squash' Bernstein:
How long have I been gay?

King Marchand:
Yeah.

'Squash' Bernstein:
Oh, God, I can't remember when I wasn't!

King Marchand:
I've known you for fifteen years...

'Squash' Bernstein:
You know a lot of guys, boss, you'd be surprised.

King Marchand:
But, you were all-American! I never saw a rougher, tougher, meaner, sonofabitch football player in all my life.

'Squash' Bernstein:
Boss, if you didn't want the guys to call you queer, you became a rough tough sonofabitchin' football player.

King Marchand:
[suddenly colliding with a large man and his companion] Why don't you watch where you're going, huh?

Large Man's Companion:
[after translating to the Large Man in French] He says that it was your fault and suggests that you apologize.

King Marchand:
Oh, he does, does he?

'Squash' Bernstein:
Come on, boss...

King Marchand:
No, no, no...

[to Companion]

King Marchand:
Well, you tell him if he'd like an apology, he can just get him some gloves and I'll see him in the ring.

Large Man's Companion:
[translating] Just give him ten minutes. He will be delighted to oblige.

[they walk off]

King Marchand:
"He'll be delighted to oblige." Who the hell does he think he is?

'Squash' Bernstein:
Guy Langois, the French middleweight boxing champion. [King freezes] But don't worry! [whispers] He's gay.