From Talking Cock of course!!

INT. CAFE - DAY

Carrie enters, drenched. Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte are already seated at a table.

CARRIE: Wah lau eh! My expensive shoes and dress just kena splashed by a bus!

MIRANDA: Actually, hor, writers in Singapore get paid enough to be able to buy expensive shoes and dresses, meh?

CARRIE: Okay, I lied.

SAMANTHA: I just had sex.

THE OTHER THREE: No! In Singapore?

SAMANTHA: Okay, I lied too.

CARRIE: There is sex in Singapore. Just not for producing children.

CHARLOTTE: I want children. At least three.

The other three look at her.

CHARLOTTE (CONT’D): Okay, I lied as well.

MIRANDA (to Carrie): So, Carrie, how’s your search going?

CARRIE: Search? For who?

MIRANDA: For, you know, the man. Mr. Big.

CARRIE: He’s not THAT big. He can’t be if he could escape through that small toilet window. But the search is still going on...

MIRANDA: You're searching for that terrorist guy?

CHARLOTTE: You're an ISD agent? I thought you were a newspaper columnist!

CARRIE: Darling, in Singapore, many newspaper columnists are ISD agents.

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