Best couple ever

Gomez : Morticia wakes up Unhappy, darling Morticia : Oh, yes. Yes completely. Gomez sits Morticia : Sun. Il me perce comme un poignard. Gomez : Oh, Tish. That s French. Morticia : Oui. Gomez : Cara mia. kisses Morticia s hand Gomez : En garde, Monsieur Soleil Morticia : Gomez : Querida Morticia : Last night, you were unhinged. You were like some desperate howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again.