[Here is some fun banter regarding Suzanne that is often cut out of the syndicated version...]
Carlene
Why'd she (Suzanne) move to Japan anyway?
Well, Suzanne was very attracted to the Japanese economy. They have a very large elderly population there, and she had dated most of the men in this country.
Carlene
Well that was something about her dating that Emperor Hirohito wouldn't it?
Oh no, Carlene. That was the nephew of Emperor Hirohito. I mean, Emperor Hirohito is dead.
... never stopped Suzanne in the past.
[Allison starts to enter the storeroom/bathroom... ]
Carlene
Oh no... (chuckling)... you can't go in there.
Carlene
My cat's using it.
Your cat is using our bathroom?
Carlene
Yeah, I bought this book that says how you can forever eliminate litter boxes with their offensive odors, and what you do is: you take the litter box and put it on a stack of magazines right by the toilet, and every day you just add more and more magazines to the pile until it's right level with that toilet. And then you take that litter box and put it right on top of the toilet, so the cat gets used to (snap) jumping up there. And finally, you just remove the litter box entirely and just leave the lid up on the toilet, and you know what happens (smiling with her brilliance) ?
Yes. The cat jumps into the toilet. I admit that it's a great gag, and I certainly enjoy playing elaborate practical jokes on household pets as much as anyone but, Carlene, why are you doing this here?
Carlene
Well, I've got to supervise her progress.
Y'know, I think it's just amazing that you can get a cat to understand the concept of a commode. My dog Brownie, I mean, he just thinks of ours as just a giant punch bowl.
Carlene
(laughing hysterically) Mary Jo, I can't believe you said that!
Yes I know. Every time I come in here she's a pickin' and you're a grinnin'.
Anthony, where have you been all morning?
Mary Jo, the proper question to ask is 'where have I been all night.' And the answer is... I was locked in the basement of Suzanne's house.
Oh! Were you in the basement? I thought I heard something down there last night.
Oh really? Did it sound something like someone screaming "let me out of here, Bitch!!"?
[Bernice has just shown up before Anthony arrives with Vanessa Chamberlain, a hopefully future client of Sugarbaker And Associates...]
Well, hi there, Bernice. You're rather early.
I know I wasn't supposed to come until tonight, but now I am just bored out of my skull living at Leisure Land. They're so conservative there. You can't do a thing. Just buy a pushup bra and you cause a damn scandal!
Bernice, you seem so allusive and abrasive and with it today. Are you feeling O.K.?
Oh, I feel great! I think this new pushup bra is redirecting the artillery flow to my brain. When I woke up this morning, I could see that it was all system's go. I said: "Bernice, start your engines."
Um, Bernice, y'know we're going to be awfully busy today, and maybe you might want to go up to Julia's study and watch TV. After all, we're going to be so busy with Miss Chamberlain all afternoon, and that would be just boring for Bernice.
Are you talking about that rich girl you sent Anthony out to date, in hope that she would hire you to redecorate her father's hotel chain?
Bernice, how did you get that idea?
I didn't. I just guessed. Ooh, Bernice, you are hot today! It must be the bra.
Carlene
Bernice, there is no way you could've just guessed that. Now, how did you know?
Well, actually, Anthony and Vanessa Chamberlain came by my apartment last night while they were on a date.
Bernice, Anthony is not dating Vanessa Chamberlain to procure work for us. They had a business dinner, and it was strictly business. Do you understand what I'm saying?
Yes, I do. You're trying to convince me that you aren't a pimp.
Carlene
[Sitting by Bernice] Bernice, you see Anthony and Vanessa met after she ran into him in her Austin-Healey convertible, and then he found out her father owns this big chain of bed and breakfast inns and they need a decorator. So he's kinda courting her, but it's not really romantic or anything.
Well it sure looked romantic when they were pressing their lips together in front of my door...
Bernice, you actually saw that?
Oh yes, I did, before I opened the door. You should get one of those peep holes or a video camera. It's just hours of fun.
This is great, Julia! If they were really kissing, then it means we've got the job.
Allison, that's not what it means. Actually, I'm not sure what it means.
I know what it means. It means you guys used Anthony as date bait and it worked.
Well, Anthony doesn't need to stay in her good graces on our account.
Excuse me, Julia, but there is a recession on, and we need this job. If we get it, it will be the biggest one this firm's ever gotten.
Don't worry about Anthony. He's not suffering, believe me. They were really going to town outside my door last night.
Carlene
Bernice, you've got to be exaggerating. Anthony has not said one word about being attracted to this person.
Well, that doesn't mean a thing, Carlene. I'm sure he hasn't said a word about being attracted to me either.
Carlene
Anthony was attracted to you?
Not was, Carlene---is. Can't you tell the electricity when we're both in the same room at the same time?
Carlene
No.
Oh, I feel sorry for you people with your sad, little anemic lives. Not only has passion never knocked on your doors, it doesn't even know where you live.
(Walking in his bedroom.) "Dwayne, what are you doing in here?"
Carlene
"Oh, Anthony! this is not what it looks like."
"Well, whatever it is, you are doing it in my room."
DDwayne
"Your room, I thought this was the guess room."
"Unh, Unh, this is not the guess room. This is my room, and those are my sheets, and you are NAKED on my SHEETS!"
[The ladies rush into Anthony's hotel room to tell him about their winnings and find him asleep with a showgirl.]
Carlene
I just can't believe you! I thought you were up here nursing a broken heart... but here you are hokey-pokeying with some showgirl!
(looking over at the sleeping girl) Who the hell is that?
Oh c'mon, Anthony! It's your little friend from the Follies Bergere!
But how the hell did she get in my bed?!
Boy... if you can pull that one off you're my first choice for this year's Academy Award.
Look... I'm not kidding!! I don't have any idea how she got here! Oooh... my head.....
You know, this girl is really a snoozer. I think that we should get her up and slap her around and make her tell us what happened.
Bernice. Please, You're not gonna slap anybody's face."
Bernice: Well, Excuse me again, Miss Warbond. But I don't think you single handedly lead this wagon train to Las Vegas.
[B.J. shows up for work depressed and with her head covered in a scarf.]
In an impulsive moment of stupidity I've just made myself the victim of public humiliation and ruined my entire life.
Carlene
B.J., what did you do?!
She's changed her hairdo.
Because that's just the kind of thing that women do when they come up against a milestone event. They either sell their house or decide to become a therapist . . . or go completely crazy and change their hair. The scarf was a dead giveaway.
Well, thank you, Mary Jo. I came in here feeling like I was stupid. Now I know it's worse . . . I'm a stupid cliche.