Dear Rocky,
Just follow this script exactly and everything will go fine:
Rocky: No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.
Tatyana: I only know that I love you!
Rocky: That’s your misfortune.
Tatyana: I can’t think about that right now. If I do, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about that tomorrow.
Rocky: I’ve tried everything. If you’d only met me half way. It seems we’ve been at cross purposes. But it’s no use now…
Tatyana: Don’t say that, Rocky!
Dena: It ain’t fittin’… it ain’t fittin’. It jes’ ain’t fittin’… It ain’t fittin’