What's the color of love, Pig? Pig:
What sort of love, love? Runt:
Don't know. But you know the way things, they got a color. I wonder what the color of love is. Pig:
Jesus, Runt. You could read a thousand think books and never know the answer to that quiz. Runt:
It's be a good one to know, ah? Pig:
It'd be brilliant, Runt. It's around here somewhere.