Linda ditches her "date" to the planetarium Larry for a real man.
Linda: okay, i've cornered my real man, a man who can REALLY explain things. so, what do you have to say for yourself?
Sartre: that's a nice gold telescope?
Linda: don't you see how painfully unfair this all is? how eternally morose? the more i look into this telescope...
Sartre: ...the more your eyes widen? the more wonder enters your heart?
Linda: no, you said it yourself: the universe is meaningless. it's CRUEL at this point to introduce more stars into it. for the love of God, DO NOT BIRTH ANY MORE STARS INTO THIS MESS OF A MEANINGLESS UNIVERSE!!!
Fuerza: God is a woman you know. makes more sense: the warmth, the grace, the sumptuousness, birthing the universe...
Linda needs some hope after that existential outburst.
Linda: playing detective always makes me feel good at 4PM.
she travels to Above the Top where the It's a Living girls immediately fit her into a sexy black-and-white waitress dress.
cocktail dress: see that's the thing, it was meant to HAVE cocktails in, not serve them...
Linda: where's Cassie? just kidding. where's that little number? both meanings. you guys gotta stop this.
Nancy and Howard's son Lorimar: whatever do you mean?
Linda: YOUR lettuce got stuck in OUR drainpipe!!!
Lorimar: there's a perfectly reasonable explanation to all this. as you know, our waitresses go CRAZY with the salad. and our two shows are connected in this sorta mystical way...
Mr. Roper: ow ow ow ow OW.
Mrs. Roper: it's a hairline fracture, Stanley.
Stanley Roper: oh i get it, the hairline went from my head to my foot!!!
Helen Roper: did you really leave me for Joy Behar, Stanley?
Stanley: no i didn't, Helen!!! that's the cocoa talking!!!
Ira: it's just weird that Ira is a man's name...
Target: where's that Target that's on top of a snow mountain? Colorado?
PG&E: Carrington Event, we got it covered...
Pope Bob: the Red Shoes Diaries movie, Minority Report, Mary Poppins, and that one with James Gandolfini playing Henry VIII...
gallant: pronounced ga-LONT, not gal-ant.
magic: anything that is NOT AI...
food: it's gotta cut through...
Super Mario: do my men and me get hazard pay for picking up the trash and recycling during an atmospheric river?...
parent: do i still have friends?...
Trent Reznor wearing a Baltimore Orioles cap as a tram tour-guide: New Orleans is known for trompe l'oeil.
Jen R: he always was known for his clear skin...
Trent: because i'm worth it. conductor, get it?
Gene Rayburn with a Bartesian: hosting is what i do...
Ginger: think about me, i'm a black woman with red hair, i encompass all that is noble about humanity, i am real, i am the true Mother Earth. i am Mama Earth.
Amy: people forget how i was kind of this crazy scamp on Wings, like a mechanic with her screw loose who was destined to play first violin, not second fiddle...
Amy: with really no emphasis on my Texas accent...
Michael Che: black don't crack.
Ginger: except for you, dear. it's not your fault, baby, Dwight Gooden was your father, right? in the '80s in order to get noticed you had to date a baseball player...
Linda is having a reckoning.
Linda: i wish i could have lasted longer. as does everyone. if only there was a way to live longer...
she has an idea.
Linda: wait a minute, i get it now, I was those two women: the lovelorn fat woman and the thrown-away old woman. yes, see, those women were ME as i got older. i became unloved and turned fat. then the fatness gave way to oldness.
Jack Tripper: all this because you didn't marry me?
Linda: if only i'd taken that flight...
Linda: all i have to do is go back and be young again.........manipulate the mailbox downstairs by the outdoor stairs so i buy the apartment from Eleanor.........and marry Larry?...





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