A milkshake.
- Sam: What the hell is your problem?
- Bob: Come on, Sam. He likes it. Ask him.
- Sam: How do you feel, Charlie?
- Charlie: Light.
- Bob: You see?
- Sam: Are you seeing anything, Charlie?
- Charlie: Light.
- Sam: Does it feel good?
- Charlie: Uh-huh.
- Sam: What would you like to drink?
- Charlie: A milkshake.
- Bob: He's stoned.
- Sam: Are you hungry, Charlie?
- Charlie: Uh-huh.
- Sam: What would you like to eat?
- Charlie: A milkshake.





