I can't do this, honey. Why not? I don't even know where to...
Joel: I can't do this, honey.
Julia: Why not?
Joel: I don't even know where to start. Ths room is freezing, I'm sitting here, they're playing muzak, there are people walking by and they gave me a stack of Playboys from the 1980s and told me to give 'em a call when I'm done. It's so weird, honey.
Julia: Well, what do you want me to do? Do you, um, do you want me to help?
Joel: Whaddya mean?
Julia: I mean, like, phone sex.
Joel: You know how to do that?