Douglas: Oh, well, come on, no one’s truly happy.
Arthur: I’m truly happy!
Martin: Oh, God.
Douglas: No, Arthur, you are cheery. No one’s interested in the secret of true cheeriness.
Arthur: That’s not true. I’m fairly often just completely happy. Like, for instance – when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature. And you go “Oooh.” I mean, no one really gets any happier than that.
Martin: What a depressing thought.
Arthur: No, no, it’s not though! Because those sort of things happen all the time! Whereas you’re hardly ever, you know, blissfully happy with the love of your life in the moonlight, and when you are, you’re too buisy worrying about it being over soon. Whereas, the bath moments, there’s loads of those! Oh, like when you realise your knuckles are ready for cracking!
Douglas: What?
Arthur cracks his knuckles.
Douglas: Ugh.
Arthur: See? I was happy then! Ooh, wait, I’ve got another one!
Arthur runs off.
Martin: Did you order the motivational seminar by Forrest Gump?
Arthur returns.
Arthur: Apples!
Douglas: Ah, no, please spare us the crisp crunch of the first bite of an apple.
Arthur: No, no, of course not, no one really likes apples. That would be like liking… wood. No, I mean, this!
Douglas: What?
Arthur: This! Tossing an apple from hand to hand. It just feels really nice. I could do it for hours. Try it!
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