Blood:
Married? Are you kidding? I wouldn't touch it. I've got my career to think about. The only reason I'm at the top of my profession is that I have absolute peace of mind. You're married though, aren't you?
J.B. Davidson:
Well, yes, as a matter of fact.
Blood:
I can always tell.
J.B. Davidson:
How?
Blood:
Well look at you. Toxic as a crow, sneezing like a maniac, cigarette ash all down your front, nervous, out of breath, you've got married man written across your forehead in big neon letters!
J.B. Davidson:
But I'm happily married.
Blood:
Ah, she's got you well trained.
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