Michael: Well, let’s-let’s just say that-that in the secular world, one finds oneself with their fair share of temptations. Not that anyone would ever act on… Oh, no, no. Stop.
Mrs. Veal: Take me.
Michael: Mrs. Veal…
Mrs. Veal: Take me to your secular world.
Mrs. Veal: Oh, my God!
Michael: Don’t do this. Don’t do this.
Mrs. Veal: I can’t believe we’re making love.
Michael: What are you talking about? We’re not making love.
Mrs. Veal: I want to please you secularly.
Michael: We’re not going to do this.
Mrs. Veal: But you kept telling me how beautiful I was.
Michael: Yeah, I was… surprised, because of Ann. Well…
Mrs. Veal: Why because of Ann?
Michael: Because of… an old wives’ tale.