It's my birthday! You know the rules, I get the Rose!
It's Betty Marion White's birthday today. She's 88. Happy Birthday, Betty!
So this is a picspam of my favourite Golden Girls episode. With commentary and a few extra goodies. First time doing something this big so forgive my colouring and other novice mistakes, but it is quite pretty, if I do say so myself. I wanted to do the girls proud :) Not really dial up friendly, of course
Last time on the Golden Girls...
Dorothy: I have heart palpitations, I can't concentrate. I forget things. I-I get confused.
Dr Budd: There's nothing wrong with you Dorothy; except what happens to all of us. Incased you haven't noticed you're not 30.
Dorothy: Everybody thinks I'm crazy, maybe I am.
Blanche: Well now I know what my destiny is Rose! I'm gonna be a novelist!
Blanche: Girl's I have Writer's Block, it is the worst feeling in the world!
Sofia: Try 10 days without a bowel movement sometime.
Sophia: Dorothy could be dying and they just don't know it!
This last scene always made me feel so bad for Sophia, as she’s not often serious. And when she brought up The Plague… :( A person should never have to bury their child.
.....
(Dr Harry Weston) Harry: Well as far as doctors go you've seen the best.
Dorothy: The best don't exist anymore, the best are dead.
Harry: Well I don't know about that.
…..
Dorothy: So do you think I'm crazy too?
Harry: Dorothy I think you’re very sane. Just because a doctor hasn't found something doesn't mean there isn't something there.
Dorothy: Are you Serious? Well how come you know that and they don’t?
.....
Harry: Now I want you to see Michel Chang, He's a neurologist on staff here..
Poor Dr Chang. No one is safe from Sophia. More later.
Dorothy: Harry, am I gonna die?
Harry: I'm afraid so.
Dorothy: You really think so?
Harry: Sooner or later I guarantee it. Unless the Japanese come up with something.
Harry (who I always thought should have ended up with Blanche, she needed somebody) had his own show! It was called ‘Empty Nest’ and ran for 7 seasons. Wow. It was originally meant to be based on Rita Moreno and her backdoor pilot also called ‘Empty Nest’. That seemed to be a better concept to me but they completely changed the show. I liked Chuck the Handyman and Mr. Fix it.
Sophia: Rose what the hell are you doing?
Rose: I'm making omelets for us without yokes so that we don't get too much cholesterol. And that leaves us with all these yokes which I'd hate to throw out so I thought I'd give them to the homeless.
Sophia: Fine. Give them egg yokes, they'll die of heart attacks, they won't need homes. Your heart's in the right place Rose but I dunno where the hell your brain is!
Sophia: Wipe off your makeup.
Dorothy: What?
Sophia: You look too healthy, maybe that's why they don't believe ya, you don't look sick.
[Blanche Eneters]
She should go, they'd believe her.
Rose: Blanche you look terrible!
Blanche: What day is this? I've been up for 72 hours. I've had a breakthrough. I've discovered a new form of writing. I will go down in history. First I wrote all day then I tore it all up and then that night it came to me, and the words poured forth like liquid from a stream. It was almost a mystical experience.
Somebody else was writing this.
Rose: Who?
Blanche: Everyman. This is every man's work. It's all gold, just open it anywhere and the magic will touch you.
But I'm so tiiiiiiired. I must sleep and I cannot sleep. I am too tired to sleep. I will never sleep again. I may die from this. What am I gonna do?
[Spots egg yolks in baggy]
My God, I'm hallucinating! I see little balls of sunshine in a bag. Does this mean somethin’? My brain’s gone. My body is limp with exhaustion. I suppose all the greats knew this feeling.
Rose: Those are egg yolks, Blanche!
Blanche: And the thing is, after all this I've decided not to sell my book. It's too good to sell. They can publish it after I'm dead, like Vincent Van Goh.
Dorothy: Van Goh was a painter, Blanche.
Blanche: Whatever. It's all the same thing, We're all artists we're all misunderstood. He cut off his hair, maybe I'll cut off mine!
Dorothy: He cut off his ear!
Blanche: [Frowns] I have too many earrings.
Sophia: We gotta go. I hate to leave, I've never seen a show like this before.
Rose: Good luck Dorothy, I hope he finds something wrong with you. Oh! I don't mean something wrong-wrong. I just mean something wrong so that you'll know you're right when you know there's something wrong and you haven't been wrong all along.
Blanche: My God I can't even understand people when they speak anymore, I'm so tired. What'd she just say Dorothy? Is that a poem?
Dorothy: Rose, make her lie down.
Blanche: Oh I do try. I try. But I just pop right back up again like one of those clowns you hit. I'll never rest. I’ll never rest again. Have a good time, Dorothy, buy me a present!
Rose: I'll make you some nice hot milk and then we're gonna pile you into bed.
Blanche: Rose you're my friend so I'm gonna let you read a few pages. But you have to give me your word you won’t tell anyone. Your word.
Rose: Of course. And then will you sleep?
Blanche: Whatever. I can trust you, I know I can. You're from Minnesota. People from Minnesota are honest, they don't lie. What could you possibly find to lie about on a farm? Must be some state. Lots of lakes and nice pale people. I'd drown myself.
Read Rose, don't talk! I must publish a guide to go with my book, it's too full of references people could not possibly understand. It will be taught in universities.
[Notices egg yolks again]
Rose, what is this? Yellow eyeballs are staring at me.
Rose: Those are egg yolks, Blanche! Blanche, you are exhausted you have to sleep.
Blanche: To sleep perchance to dream. My God, what wonderful a line. Awhhh. I'm gettin' so good I can't stand it! I oughta write that in my book, that line. What you think Rose? What page are you on?
Rose: Well to tell you the truth Blanche I don't understand any of this. It doesn't seem to make any sense.
Blanche: [Laughs] Doesn't make sense? Since when are you a literary critic, Rose Nylund?
Rose: Well, I'm not!
Blanche: You're from Minnesota, what have you read for God's sakes? Silus Marner? Paul Bunyan? Nothing. You know nothing. People from Minnesota are considered well read if they can make it through the Sears catalogue!
Give me back my book! This is why Hollywood won't get it either. I will not have my words come out of Glen Close's mouth, I'd rather die!
Rose: Come on Blanche, we're gonna get you to bed.
Blanche: But it's my duty to the public. No I must have it published it's my duty. My God, I'm so tired.
Rose: Come on you can sleep right here honey.
Blanche: Tell me a story, Rose. That always puts me to sleep, works everytime. Just tell me one of your boring stories.
Rose: Ok!
Can we just pause to note how Rose’s face lights up when somebody actually volunteers to hear a St. Olaf story? She’s beaming. ♥ Betty. For realz.
Also, this whole sequence with Blanche was really hard not to over-cap cuz Rue's facial expressions are just gold.
Sophia: I want you to know I'm crazy about Chinese people.
Dorothy: Ma!
Sophia: It's a complement; I am!
Dr Chang: Thank you Mrs. Petrillo.
Sophia: Chinese people revere the ederly. In this country we throw away anything that's old, but you people don't. That's a beautiful thing.
You also have the most gorgeous hair in the world. Even when it's human!
Dorothy: Ma please! Let Dr Chang read!
…..
Sophia: See how terrific the Chinese are? With the most terrific food! Tasty but not fattening. And I don't care what anyone says! I don't get hungry an hour later.
Dotohy: Ma let Dr. Chang finis-
Sophia: I love Chinese checkers. Much better than plain checkers. And chopsticks, what a great Idea! Who knows what fork to use at a dinner party.
Chopsticks; you don't feel like an idiot.
Dorothy: MA ENOUGH!
Sophia: The man's a genius. By the way, I loved Flower Drum Song.
…..
Sophia: You're a genius, all you people are brilliant. Chinese invented pasta you know. We take credit for it but we just added aregano.
Sophia: I have a question.
Dr Chang: Of course Mrs Petrillo
Sophia: When I order at Fung Chao's and I say "no MSG", do they really put it in anyway?
So, the creator; Susan Harris has Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and decided to give it to Dorothy. Sorry Wikipedia is my only source.
This really reminds me of that episode of Modern Family in which Marshall and Cameron took Lily to the Doctor and Cameron kept praising her Aisianess and she had to keep reminding him she was “from Denver.” Hilarious.
Blanche: I don't believe it. Another rejection. And this one isn't even personal , it's a form letter. They just filled in my name in at the top y'see?
….I held nothing back! Then to have some snot nosed kid from Harvard send me a form letter. I'm so mad I could scream.
MaaaaaaAhhh!
Rose: That's the first time I ever heard somebody say I'm so mad I can scream and actually do it.
It's like saying I laughed all the way to the bank. I never saw anybody do that either.
Blanche: All I ever wanted was to be special. I thought this would do it. I thought...I'd publish a novel... and I'd be special. 'Course I've always been special cuz of my looks but..they won't last forever. Have to realistic. Another 20 or 30 years and my face and body might start to go and then I'll have nothin’, nothin’ to make me special.
Rose: That's not what makes a person special Blanche! You're special cuz you're a kind, decent loving individual with a wonderful heart and a beauty that comes from your soul.
Blanche: It's that Minnesota crap again about the meaning of life.
Rose: Well Blanche what is there besides love and kindness?
Blanche: What about fame and fortune?
Rose: Well that doesn't bring happiness!
Blanche: Like hell it doesn't!
I myself know that money =/= happiness but sometimes you’re so broke and so frustrated and you know, you just know that if you were rich you’d put your money to better use than some of your idiot classmantes….So what I’m saying, ‘money =/= happiness’ isn’t just something poor people say to make themselves feel better. Poor people aren’t stupid. Happiness is just the wrong word. Maybe, convenience? Ease?
Rose: You know, I'm getting sick of you always knocking Minnesota. Maybe we're not as sophisticated as Miami. Maybe we don't have French boutiques and valet parking and-and facelifts for Christmas vacation but we have friends and family and sense of community and caring.. and that's pretty special! And our people are special too! And even if we have farms, that's great! Without farms you couldn't eat and if you without eating you couldn't go on a diet and if you couldn't do that what would you do for the rest of your life?!
.....
Rose: Was I harsh?
Ugh, I just love that last exchange and Blanche’s little indulgent smile. Four for you, Rue Coco!
Waiter: Ladies, drinks?
Dorothy: Champagne, the best that you have.
Rose: Dorothy that's so expensive.
Blanche: Shut up, Rose.
Dorothy: This is my treat, it is a celebration.
Waieter: What are you celebrating?
Sophia: My daughter found out she has a debilitating disease.
Waiter: Ohhh.
Dorothy: And it has a name, I am thrilled.
Blanche: We all are.
Waiter: Well, of course! Champagne it is.
…..
Blanche: I don't like the name, I think it ought to have a better name.
....
Rose: I think they should name it after you. Zbornak syndrome!
Blanche: Zbornak syndrome! That sounds like a Chess move. Deverueax’s disease has nice ring to it.
[Spots Dr. budd at a nearby table]
Dorothy: Oh my God It's him.
Sophia: Who
Dorothy: I can't belive it
Blanche: I saw him first. Who is it? Where is he?
Dorothy: It's Doctor Budd, the neurologist I saw in New York. The one who told me I was just getting old and to go see a Psychiatrist.
Blanche: Dorothy, don't make a scene.
Dorothy: Order without me.
Dorothy: Dr Budd?
Dr Budd: Yes.
Dorothy: You probably don't remember me but uh, You told me I wasn't sick. You remember? You told me I was just getting old...
Dr Budd: Sorry I don't--
Dorothy: Remember. Maybe, you're getting old.
[Turns to his dinner companion] That's a little joke.
Well I tell you, Dr. Budd I really am sick. I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
That is a real illness. You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr Budd: Oh. Well I'm sorry about that.
Dorothy: Well I'm glad. At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd: I'm sure. Well. Nice seeing you.
Dorothy: Not so fast. There a some things that I have to say. There are a lot of things I have to say. Words cannot express what I have to say. What I went through, what you put me through...I can't do this in a restaurant.
Dr Budd: Good.
Dorothy: But I will.
Dinner Companion: Lewis who is this person?
Dr Budd: Look miss [Begins to get up]
Dorothy: [Holds his shoulder, pushes him back down]
Sit. I sat for you long enough. [Takes another chair]
Dorothy: Dr Budd I came to you sick. Sick and scared. And you dismissed me. You didn't have the answer and instead of saying "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with you.." You made me feel crazy like I had made it all up. You dismissed me! You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time. Is that- is that your caring profession? Is that healing? No one deserves that kind of treatment Dr. Budd. No one. I suspect had I been a man I'd have been taken a little bit more seriously and not told to... go to a hairdresser.
Dr Budd: Look- I am not going to sit here any more...
Dinner Companion: Shut up, Lewis.
Dorothy: I don't know where you doctors lose your humanity but you lose it. You know if all of you at the beginning of your careers could get very sick and very scared for a while you'd probably learn more from that than anything else. You better start listening to you patients. They need to be heard. They need caring. They need compassion. They need attending to.
You know some day, Dr. Budd, you're gonna be on the other side of the table and as angry as I am and as angry as I always will be, I wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
[Applause] because I mean, wasn’t that fabulous?
Dorothy: To my friends, who made being sick a little easier, because they care.
Now this could have ended here and been just delightful. But this is Golden Girls after all ;)
Blanche: This is the best champagne I've ever tasted.
Rose: It should be, it's $430.00 a bottle.
Dorothy: Rose I can't afford that!
Blanche: Well you did say the best.
[Arguing]
Dorothy: Ma what am I gonna do?!
Sophia: I'll show you an old Sicilian trick. This is how I grew up poor and and managed to eat in some of the best restaurants in all of Italy.
Watch. [Shakes salt into her wineglass] Look, learn. [Spits it out] it's awful! Swill!
Waiter: Is there a problem?
Sophia: You're supposed to take off your socks before you step on the grapes . Taste this!
Waiter: Mmm. [coughs] Oh dear. Ladies, I'm terribly sorry. [coughs] I'll get you a new bottle.
Sopiah: No, no. It lingers on the pallet. We wont be able to drink champagne for weeks.
Waiter: Well at least let us pay for your meal.
[Stunned silence]
Sophia: If you insist.
Waiter: Thank you.
Sophia: Now it's a celebration! [Cackle]
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Honourable mentions
Season 2, Episode 8- Vacation
Besides ~Guantanamera; the vibrating bed song, they sing I’d Like to Teach the World to Sing in Perfect Harmony and I just love it. Video in the link.
&
Season 2, Episode 6- Big daddy’s Little Girl
The link is to the Miami Jingle. I think everybody loves this episode.
Lyrics:
Hit it Girls!
I have to say what I feel
Miami has so much appeal
A great place to get a seafood meal
Miiiiaaaamiiiiii
Miami, Miami
You've got style
Blue sky, sunshine, white sand by the mile
When you live in this town each day is sublime
The coldest of winters are warm and divine
Miami, Miami
You've got style
Blue sky, sunshine white sand by the mile
There's ball clubs and night clubs all within reach
Dance the samba ‘til morning then lie on the beach
Each view is a postcard each day a great time
The cream of the crop it’s the top of the line
Miami, Miami
You've got style
Blue sky, sunshine white sand by the mile
Miiiamiiiiii,
You've….. got…..style
The End
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We all know Estelle and Bea have passed on (RIP) and Rue has recently had a stroke, so you can comment about that too. Wish Betty a happy birthday (and many happy returns) and Rue a speedy recovery. Talk about your fav quote, eps, w/e. Party post!
Hope you enjoyed <3
So this is a picspam of my favourite Golden Girls episode. With commentary and a few extra goodies. First time doing something this big so forgive my colouring and other novice mistakes, but it is quite pretty, if I do say so myself. I wanted to do the girls proud :) Not really dial up friendly, of course
Last time on the Golden Girls...
Dorothy: I have heart palpitations, I can't concentrate. I forget things. I-I get confused.
Dr Budd: There's nothing wrong with you Dorothy; except what happens to all of us. Incased you haven't noticed you're not 30.
Dorothy: Everybody thinks I'm crazy, maybe I am.
Blanche: Well now I know what my destiny is Rose! I'm gonna be a novelist!
Blanche: Girl's I have Writer's Block, it is the worst feeling in the world!
Sofia: Try 10 days without a bowel movement sometime.
Sophia: Dorothy could be dying and they just don't know it!
This last scene always made me feel so bad for Sophia, as she’s not often serious. And when she brought up The Plague… :( A person should never have to bury their child.
.....
(Dr Harry Weston) Harry: Well as far as doctors go you've seen the best.
Dorothy: The best don't exist anymore, the best are dead.
Harry: Well I don't know about that.
…..
Dorothy: So do you think I'm crazy too?
Harry: Dorothy I think you’re very sane. Just because a doctor hasn't found something doesn't mean there isn't something there.
Dorothy: Are you Serious? Well how come you know that and they don’t?
.....
Harry: Now I want you to see Michel Chang, He's a neurologist on staff here..
Poor Dr Chang. No one is safe from Sophia. More later.
Dorothy: Harry, am I gonna die?
Harry: I'm afraid so.
Dorothy: You really think so?
Harry: Sooner or later I guarantee it. Unless the Japanese come up with something.
Harry (who I always thought should have ended up with Blanche, she needed somebody) had his own show! It was called ‘Empty Nest’ and ran for 7 seasons. Wow. It was originally meant to be based on Rita Moreno and her backdoor pilot also called ‘Empty Nest’. That seemed to be a better concept to me but they completely changed the show. I liked Chuck the Handyman and Mr. Fix it.
Sophia: Rose what the hell are you doing?
Rose: I'm making omelets for us without yokes so that we don't get too much cholesterol. And that leaves us with all these yokes which I'd hate to throw out so I thought I'd give them to the homeless.
Sophia: Fine. Give them egg yokes, they'll die of heart attacks, they won't need homes. Your heart's in the right place Rose but I dunno where the hell your brain is!
Sophia: Wipe off your makeup.
Dorothy: What?
Sophia: You look too healthy, maybe that's why they don't believe ya, you don't look sick.
[Blanche Eneters]
She should go, they'd believe her.
Rose: Blanche you look terrible!
Blanche: What day is this? I've been up for 72 hours. I've had a breakthrough. I've discovered a new form of writing. I will go down in history. First I wrote all day then I tore it all up and then that night it came to me, and the words poured forth like liquid from a stream. It was almost a mystical experience.
Somebody else was writing this.
Rose: Who?
Blanche: Everyman. This is every man's work. It's all gold, just open it anywhere and the magic will touch you.
But I'm so tiiiiiiired. I must sleep and I cannot sleep. I am too tired to sleep. I will never sleep again. I may die from this. What am I gonna do?
[Spots egg yolks in baggy]
My God, I'm hallucinating! I see little balls of sunshine in a bag. Does this mean somethin’? My brain’s gone. My body is limp with exhaustion. I suppose all the greats knew this feeling.
Rose: Those are egg yolks, Blanche!
Blanche: And the thing is, after all this I've decided not to sell my book. It's too good to sell. They can publish it after I'm dead, like Vincent Van Goh.
Dorothy: Van Goh was a painter, Blanche.
Blanche: Whatever. It's all the same thing, We're all artists we're all misunderstood. He cut off his hair, maybe I'll cut off mine!
Dorothy: He cut off his ear!
Blanche: [Frowns] I have too many earrings.
Sophia: We gotta go. I hate to leave, I've never seen a show like this before.
Rose: Good luck Dorothy, I hope he finds something wrong with you. Oh! I don't mean something wrong-wrong. I just mean something wrong so that you'll know you're right when you know there's something wrong and you haven't been wrong all along.
Blanche: My God I can't even understand people when they speak anymore, I'm so tired. What'd she just say Dorothy? Is that a poem?
Dorothy: Rose, make her lie down.
Blanche: Oh I do try. I try. But I just pop right back up again like one of those clowns you hit. I'll never rest. I’ll never rest again. Have a good time, Dorothy, buy me a present!
Rose: I'll make you some nice hot milk and then we're gonna pile you into bed.
Blanche: Rose you're my friend so I'm gonna let you read a few pages. But you have to give me your word you won’t tell anyone. Your word.
Rose: Of course. And then will you sleep?
Blanche: Whatever. I can trust you, I know I can. You're from Minnesota. People from Minnesota are honest, they don't lie. What could you possibly find to lie about on a farm? Must be some state. Lots of lakes and nice pale people. I'd drown myself.
Read Rose, don't talk! I must publish a guide to go with my book, it's too full of references people could not possibly understand. It will be taught in universities.
[Notices egg yolks again]
Rose, what is this? Yellow eyeballs are staring at me.
Rose: Those are egg yolks, Blanche! Blanche, you are exhausted you have to sleep.
Blanche: To sleep perchance to dream. My God, what wonderful a line. Awhhh. I'm gettin' so good I can't stand it! I oughta write that in my book, that line. What you think Rose? What page are you on?
Rose: Well to tell you the truth Blanche I don't understand any of this. It doesn't seem to make any sense.
Blanche: [Laughs] Doesn't make sense? Since when are you a literary critic, Rose Nylund?
Rose: Well, I'm not!
Blanche: You're from Minnesota, what have you read for God's sakes? Silus Marner? Paul Bunyan? Nothing. You know nothing. People from Minnesota are considered well read if they can make it through the Sears catalogue!
Give me back my book! This is why Hollywood won't get it either. I will not have my words come out of Glen Close's mouth, I'd rather die!
Rose: Come on Blanche, we're gonna get you to bed.
Blanche: But it's my duty to the public. No I must have it published it's my duty. My God, I'm so tired.
Rose: Come on you can sleep right here honey.
Blanche: Tell me a story, Rose. That always puts me to sleep, works everytime. Just tell me one of your boring stories.
Rose: Ok!
Can we just pause to note how Rose’s face lights up when somebody actually volunteers to hear a St. Olaf story? She’s beaming. ♥ Betty. For realz.
Also, this whole sequence with Blanche was really hard not to over-cap cuz Rue's facial expressions are just gold.
Sophia: I want you to know I'm crazy about Chinese people.
Dorothy: Ma!
Sophia: It's a complement; I am!
Dr Chang: Thank you Mrs. Petrillo.
Sophia: Chinese people revere the ederly. In this country we throw away anything that's old, but you people don't. That's a beautiful thing.
You also have the most gorgeous hair in the world. Even when it's human!
Dorothy: Ma please! Let Dr Chang read!
…..
Sophia: See how terrific the Chinese are? With the most terrific food! Tasty but not fattening. And I don't care what anyone says! I don't get hungry an hour later.
Dotohy: Ma let Dr. Chang finis-
Sophia: I love Chinese checkers. Much better than plain checkers. And chopsticks, what a great Idea! Who knows what fork to use at a dinner party.
Chopsticks; you don't feel like an idiot.
Dorothy: MA ENOUGH!
Sophia: The man's a genius. By the way, I loved Flower Drum Song.
…..
Sophia: You're a genius, all you people are brilliant. Chinese invented pasta you know. We take credit for it but we just added aregano.
Sophia: I have a question.
Dr Chang: Of course Mrs Petrillo
Sophia: When I order at Fung Chao's and I say "no MSG", do they really put it in anyway?
So, the creator; Susan Harris has Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and decided to give it to Dorothy. Sorry Wikipedia is my only source.
This really reminds me of that episode of Modern Family in which Marshall and Cameron took Lily to the Doctor and Cameron kept praising her Aisianess and she had to keep reminding him she was “from Denver.” Hilarious.
Blanche: I don't believe it. Another rejection. And this one isn't even personal , it's a form letter. They just filled in my name in at the top y'see?
….I held nothing back! Then to have some snot nosed kid from Harvard send me a form letter. I'm so mad I could scream.
MaaaaaaAhhh!
Rose: That's the first time I ever heard somebody say I'm so mad I can scream and actually do it.
It's like saying I laughed all the way to the bank. I never saw anybody do that either.
Blanche: All I ever wanted was to be special. I thought this would do it. I thought...I'd publish a novel... and I'd be special. 'Course I've always been special cuz of my looks but..they won't last forever. Have to realistic. Another 20 or 30 years and my face and body might start to go and then I'll have nothin’, nothin’ to make me special.
Rose: That's not what makes a person special Blanche! You're special cuz you're a kind, decent loving individual with a wonderful heart and a beauty that comes from your soul.
Blanche: It's that Minnesota crap again about the meaning of life.
Rose: Well Blanche what is there besides love and kindness?
Blanche: What about fame and fortune?
Rose: Well that doesn't bring happiness!
Blanche: Like hell it doesn't!
I myself know that money =/= happiness but sometimes you’re so broke and so frustrated and you know, you just know that if you were rich you’d put your money to better use than some of your idiot classmantes….So what I’m saying, ‘money =/= happiness’ isn’t just something poor people say to make themselves feel better. Poor people aren’t stupid. Happiness is just the wrong word. Maybe, convenience? Ease?
Rose: You know, I'm getting sick of you always knocking Minnesota. Maybe we're not as sophisticated as Miami. Maybe we don't have French boutiques and valet parking and-and facelifts for Christmas vacation but we have friends and family and sense of community and caring.. and that's pretty special! And our people are special too! And even if we have farms, that's great! Without farms you couldn't eat and if you without eating you couldn't go on a diet and if you couldn't do that what would you do for the rest of your life?!
.....
Rose: Was I harsh?
Ugh, I just love that last exchange and Blanche’s little indulgent smile. Four for you, Rue Coco!
Waiter: Ladies, drinks?
Dorothy: Champagne, the best that you have.
Rose: Dorothy that's so expensive.
Blanche: Shut up, Rose.
Dorothy: This is my treat, it is a celebration.
Waieter: What are you celebrating?
Sophia: My daughter found out she has a debilitating disease.
Waiter: Ohhh.
Dorothy: And it has a name, I am thrilled.
Blanche: We all are.
Waiter: Well, of course! Champagne it is.
…..
Blanche: I don't like the name, I think it ought to have a better name.
....
Rose: I think they should name it after you. Zbornak syndrome!
Blanche: Zbornak syndrome! That sounds like a Chess move. Deverueax’s disease has nice ring to it.
[Spots Dr. budd at a nearby table]
Dorothy: Oh my God It's him.
Sophia: Who
Dorothy: I can't belive it
Blanche: I saw him first. Who is it? Where is he?
Dorothy: It's Doctor Budd, the neurologist I saw in New York. The one who told me I was just getting old and to go see a Psychiatrist.
Blanche: Dorothy, don't make a scene.
Dorothy: Order without me.
Dorothy: Dr Budd?
Dr Budd: Yes.
Dorothy: You probably don't remember me but uh, You told me I wasn't sick. You remember? You told me I was just getting old...
Dr Budd: Sorry I don't--
Dorothy: Remember. Maybe, you're getting old.
[Turns to his dinner companion] That's a little joke.
Well I tell you, Dr. Budd I really am sick. I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome.
That is a real illness. You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr Budd: Oh. Well I'm sorry about that.
Dorothy: Well I'm glad. At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd: I'm sure. Well. Nice seeing you.
Dorothy: Not so fast. There a some things that I have to say. There are a lot of things I have to say. Words cannot express what I have to say. What I went through, what you put me through...I can't do this in a restaurant.
Dr Budd: Good.
Dorothy: But I will.
Dinner Companion: Lewis who is this person?
Dr Budd: Look miss [Begins to get up]
Dorothy: [Holds his shoulder, pushes him back down]
Sit. I sat for you long enough. [Takes another chair]
Dorothy: Dr Budd I came to you sick. Sick and scared. And you dismissed me. You didn't have the answer and instead of saying "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with you.." You made me feel crazy like I had made it all up. You dismissed me! You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time. Is that- is that your caring profession? Is that healing? No one deserves that kind of treatment Dr. Budd. No one. I suspect had I been a man I'd have been taken a little bit more seriously and not told to... go to a hairdresser.
Dr Budd: Look- I am not going to sit here any more...
Dinner Companion: Shut up, Lewis.
Dorothy: I don't know where you doctors lose your humanity but you lose it. You know if all of you at the beginning of your careers could get very sick and very scared for a while you'd probably learn more from that than anything else. You better start listening to you patients. They need to be heard. They need caring. They need compassion. They need attending to.
You know some day, Dr. Budd, you're gonna be on the other side of the table and as angry as I am and as angry as I always will be, I wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
[Applause] because I mean, wasn’t that fabulous?
Dorothy: To my friends, who made being sick a little easier, because they care.
Now this could have ended here and been just delightful. But this is Golden Girls after all ;)
Blanche: This is the best champagne I've ever tasted.
Rose: It should be, it's $430.00 a bottle.
Dorothy: Rose I can't afford that!
Blanche: Well you did say the best.
[Arguing]
Dorothy: Ma what am I gonna do?!
Sophia: I'll show you an old Sicilian trick. This is how I grew up poor and and managed to eat in some of the best restaurants in all of Italy.
Watch. [Shakes salt into her wineglass] Look, learn. [Spits it out] it's awful! Swill!
Waiter: Is there a problem?
Sophia: You're supposed to take off your socks before you step on the grapes . Taste this!
Waiter: Mmm. [coughs] Oh dear. Ladies, I'm terribly sorry. [coughs] I'll get you a new bottle.
Sopiah: No, no. It lingers on the pallet. We wont be able to drink champagne for weeks.
Waiter: Well at least let us pay for your meal.
[Stunned silence]
Sophia: If you insist.
Waiter: Thank you.
Sophia: Now it's a celebration! [Cackle]
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Honourable mentions
Season 2, Episode 8- Vacation
Besides ~Guantanamera; the vibrating bed song, they sing I’d Like to Teach the World to Sing in Perfect Harmony and I just love it. Video in the link.
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Season 2, Episode 6- Big daddy’s Little Girl
The link is to the Miami Jingle. I think everybody loves this episode.
Lyrics:
Hit it Girls!
I have to say what I feel
Miami has so much appeal
A great place to get a seafood meal
Miiiiaaaamiiiiii
Miami, Miami
You've got style
Blue sky, sunshine, white sand by the mile
When you live in this town each day is sublime
The coldest of winters are warm and divine
Miami, Miami
You've got style
Blue sky, sunshine white sand by the mile
There's ball clubs and night clubs all within reach
Dance the samba ‘til morning then lie on the beach
Each view is a postcard each day a great time
The cream of the crop it’s the top of the line
Miami, Miami
You've got style
Blue sky, sunshine white sand by the mile
Miiiamiiiiii,
You've….. got…..style
The End
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