Susan Trexel:
I'll tell him I don't approve of it in the daytime. All night's long enough for anything on earth.
Susan Trexel:
Oh, I've forgotten. Take that away. That's out.
Michael O'Hara: Don't tell me you're on the wagon, Susan.
Susan Trexel: No, not at all. It's something much more spiritual than a wagon.
Michael O'Hara: Don't tell me you're on the wagon, Susan.
Susan Trexel: No, not at all. It's something much more spiritual than a wagon.
Susan Trexel:
Where did you get that hideous thing you're wearing?
Blossom Trexel: They got it for me.
Susan Trexel: They?
Blossom Trexel: The school did.
Susan Trexel: Oh, really, Barry. After all the money we pay that school to then neglect her appearance like this. You look all wool and a yard wide.
Blossom Trexel: Mother, you're funny! And you look so divine.
Susan Trexel: Well, why not? I work like a trojan at it.
Blossom Trexel: They got it for me.
Susan Trexel: They?
Blossom Trexel: The school did.
Susan Trexel: Oh, really, Barry. After all the money we pay that school to then neglect her appearance like this. You look all wool and a yard wide.
Blossom Trexel: Mother, you're funny! And you look so divine.
Susan Trexel: Well, why not? I work like a trojan at it.
Susan Trexel:
You realize what you're doing? What you're promising?
Barrie Trexel: I'm promising to give you up for ever, if I slip.
Susan Trexel: Even if it's only...
Barrie Trexel: Even if I only last a day, or an hour. You win. I lose.
Barrie Trexel: I'm promising to give you up for ever, if I slip.
Susan Trexel: Even if it's only...
Barrie Trexel: Even if I only last a day, or an hour. You win. I lose.
Mary Maloney:
Gazing around the dark, gloomy entryway of the house. "Look at this hallway, frighten Dracula."
Barrie Trexel:
If Susan's lying in a ditch, you can be sure it's a perfectly good ditch, with hot and cold running water.