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That's "ships".

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(Thursday morning, INT: coming into the apartment building)

EB: You're totally wrong about me and Jamie. I've never gotten signals from him.
MH: I don't know what planet you hail from, but here on Earth, omelettes are a bona fide courtship ritual.
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EB: I really don't think so in this case. Jamie's just cooking because that's what he does. Birds fly, fish swim, et cetera.
MH: So you're telling me that if I come home with you right now, Jamie will make me an omelette too?
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EB: Of course. Except, again, for the fact that you don't eat omelettes.
MH (gesturing): You know what? Ask him. Just straight up ask him. Ask him, to his face, if he'd still be making you breakfast if you weren't a romantically available postpubescent female with tits like cantaloupes and an ass that could launch a thousand ships.
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EB: Well, I'm not going to phrase it like that.
MH (throwing up hands in disgust): I don't know why I bother trying to help you!