[eyeing the "KEEP OUT" signs surrounding Shrek's home]
Donkey: You, uh... you don't entertain much, do you?
Shrek: I like my privacy.
Donkey: Y'know, me too. That's another thing we have in common. I hate it when you've got someone in your face, you try to give someone a hint and they won't leave, and then there's that big awkward silence...
[big awkward silence ensues]
Donkey: ... Can I stay with you?
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Donkey: Can I stay with you? Please?
Shrek: Of course.
Donkey: Really?
Shrek: NO.
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Donkey: This'll be fun. We'll stay up late, swapping manly stories, and in the morning... I'm making waffles.
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[the seven dwarves have placed Snow White in the table]
Shrek: Oh, no no no no. Dead broad OFF the table...
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