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] Alfred Kinsey
: Love is the answer, isn't it? But sex raises a lot of very interesting questions...
: [Kinsey is teaching his first class
] Who can tell me which part of the human body can enlarge a hundred times. You, miss? Female Student
] I'm sure I don't know. And you've no right to ask me such a question in a mixed class. Alfred Kinsey
] I was referring to the pupil in your eye, young lady.
] Alfred Kinsey
: And I think I should tell you, you're in for a terrible disappointment.
: [re: sexuality chart
] So what do you think you are now? Alfred Kinsey
] Probably around a... 3 Clyde Martin
: Have you ever done anything about it? Alfred Kinsey
: [shakes his head
] Clyde Martin
: Would you like to?
: You know, this thing between Prok and me was fine for a while, but I guess I just really miss sleeping with women. Alfred Kinsey
: That's perfectly understandable. It's clear from your history you have a greater sexual interest in women than men. Clyde Martin
: Good. Then you won't mind if I ask Mac to have sex with me. Only if it appeals to you, of course. Clara McMillen
: Would it be separately or together? Clyde Martin
: Oh, no, definitely just you and I. Clara McMillen
: I think I might like that. What do you think, Prok?
: Any plans on a Hollywood picture based on the book? Alfred Kinsey
: I can't think of anything more pointless.
: The doctors say my heart sounds like a cement mixer. Clyde Martin
: At least they found one.
: There's a cure for syphilis... and it's called abstinence. Alfred Kinsey
: Penicillin works just as well!
: Everybody's sin is nobody's sin, and everybody's crime is no crime at all.
: When it comes to love, we are all in the dark.
: Mac, did I ever tell you about the Mbeere? Clara McMillen
: No, not that I recall. Alfred Kinsey
: They're an ancient East African tribe. They believe that trees are imperfect men... eternally bemoaning their imprisonment. The roots that keep them stuck in one place. But I've never seen a discontented tree. Look at this one! The way its roots are gripping the ground. I believe it really loves it.
: Just one more question. You've just told me your entire history: childhood, family, career, every person you've ever had sex with. But there hasn't been a single mention of love. Alfred Kinsey
: That's because it's impossible to measure love. And, as you know, without measurements there can be no science. But I have been thinking a lot about the problem lately. Clyde Martin
: Mmh, "problem"? Alfred Kinsey
: When it comes to love, we're all in the dark. Clyde Martin
: So, you do think it matters?