pro viriato* em homage às muitas horas que passámos a falar sobre já não termos nada pra falar

"GEORGE: It's just not good. It's not good.
JERRY: It's not good.
GEORGE: I'm bored. She's boring, I'm boring. We're both boring. We go out to eat, we both read newspapers.
JERRY: Well, breakfast, everybody reads.
GEORGE: No. Lunch, we read. Dinner, we read.
JERRY: You read during lunch?
GEORGE: Yeah.
JERRY: Oh, well.
GEORGE: Nothing to talk about.
JERRY: Well, what's it to talk about?
GEORGE: Well, at least you and I are talking about there's nothing to talk about.
JERRY: Why don't you talk with her about how there's nothing to talk about?
GEORGE: She knows there's nothing to talk about.
JERRY: At least, she'll be talking.
GEORGE: Oh, shut up."

(Seinfeld, série 5, episódio 16, «The Stand-In», escrito por Larry David, gentilmente roubado daqui.)

* desejosa de continuação de muitas dessas sessões perfeitamente conceptuais