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And after that I played the nurse in "Romeo and Juliet."

And after that I played Dorine the maid in "Tartuffe" by Moliere.

And I guess that's it.

- Thank you, Hillary. - I'd love it if you could do the twist one more time.

Thank you, Hillary.

We'll let you know.

Harry, you are not in this process.

You're a spectator. Don't forget it.

Bacardi's coming in on Tuesday to see if Daiquiri Beach has legs.

Don wants copy Monday morning and art Monday night.

We should probably have the whole team.

This weekend? No.

I'm sorry, but we just heard about it.

- Bullshit. - I have plans.

I really do.

Well, I would love to work all weekend,

but I'm just a spectator.

Whose crack did it fall through?

Because you are going to spend the weekend being our slave.

- No finger-pointing. - The bad news is

they need five more vacation situations for bacardi rum.

The good news is we're going to be out of your hair...

Jane and Roger Sterling's garden party on the island.

Derby day.

You're going back in time?

Are any of you wearing seersucker?

I don't want to look like a barbershop quartet.

- You're all going? - I really wish I wasn't.

Well, then don't. Give me your glasses. I'll go as you.

Sorry about that.

- Good luck, Gentiles. - Sorry.

You know, we all started at the same time.

I've been here six years longer than you.

They hate creative.

My goodness. I didn't expect to see you here.

- For a little while longer. - Lovely to see you, Jane...

I mean, Mrs. Sterling.

I'll catch up with you, girls.

I just stopped by. Roger had my rings resized.

I keep losing weight. Where are you living now?

Same old place, but we're looking.

We're thinking about Riverdale.

It's near Columbia Pres and Greg wants a yard.

I don't know. I get a nosebleed anywhere above 86th Street.

- God, it's so great to see you. - Likewise.

Oh! Joan, I have a tiny favor to ask you.

They're doing construction in front of the building

and my driver's gonna be circling,

so if you could have one of the girls run down

at 1:15 and flag him down.

Hello, Ginger.

Olive, from now on there's no need to include Mr. Crane in casting.

Of course. And I brought you tea and coffee.

I'll just have whichever one you don't want.

I have coffee. That's what I usually drink.

That's what I've been drinking, right?

Well, Lola said you don't like a second cup of coffee

because it makes you edgy.

I want you to forget everything Lola told you.

I left for an hour to go get the nylons for tomorrow,

and look what happened.

Carla said he thought he was on K.P. Duty.

We don't have to go, you know.

I said we would.

It's Roger and Jane.

I want to go.

I bought a dress.

"The warmth of the climate disposed the natives...

...to the most intemperate enjoyment of tranquility and opulence,

and the lively licen... licent... "

licentiousness.

Go ahead.

"...Of the greeks was blended

with the hereditary softness of the syrians.

Fashion was the only law,

pleasure was the only pursuit

and the splendor of dress and furniture

was the only distinction of the citizens of antioch."

- Gene. - Well, hello, Don.

- How's Babylon? - Bedtime.

It's all right. Go wash your teeth.

You just wait. All hell's gonna break loose.

Good night, Grandpa Gene.

Like that.

Paul Kinsey with the two-stroke lead.

- What is your secret? - I use Harry Crane's paddle,

and I pretend that's his fat head.

What kind of fruit do you put in this?

It's rum and coke. I don't know.

A cherry? All we have is olives.

New drinks, new copy or both?

Bikinis that match the drinks and new copy.

Something cute.

It's bacardi-licious.

It's bacardi-lightful.

We're supposed to sit here and pretend like we're on vacation?

They're probably drinking mint juleps.

Ugh. Booze puts me to sleep.

I will take grass any hour of the day. It helps me think.

When I was at princeton, I wrote my senior thesis

on the passions of the stoics.

Mary Jane was my muse.

Paul helps me sleep.

Peggy, go get a blender.

Maybe we can turn this into a frappe.

- You get it. - I'm eating.

Olive?

What are you doing here?

Well, if you're working, I'm working.

It's okay for you to go home.

Oh, I already canceled my plans.

Phil and I were going to drive up to the cloisters.

And Steven, my son... he's at Boston College...

was thinking of coming down with his girlfriend,

but I'm not sure that's working out. He's picky.

Anyway, so Phil's taking a trip to the dump

and here I am, no worse for wear.

Don't I seem as important as cosgrove?

I mean, Campbell makes sense... to the manner born.

- So you like to get high? - Whenever I can.

My cousin used to know someone, but he got married.

Who's your friend?

A guy like you? There must be somebody you can call.

Yeah.

No. Of course.

Sally, get up here.

I just walked backwards all the way from the living room.

Zip.

You look pretty.

I look like an open umbrella.

Grandpa says that you're going to a soiree.

Don't bother him.

Go watch TV.

- Grandpa? - I'm indisposed.

What are you doing? You're going to break it.

- Who told you that? - I've done it.

If it happens, I'll go get my little screwdriver and put on a new one.

Jesus, I stink.

I can finish up out here.

You take a nice, long bath.

No. No no no. Eddinger goes at the head of the table.

He's the chief of surgery. It's where he always sits.

Not in your home, Greg.

Host at the head, hostess at the foot

or whichever is nearest to the kitchen

and then it's boy, girl, boy, girl.

- Who says? - Emily post. Everyone.

Ronald Eddinger does not read Emily Post.

He's going to expect to sit there

and he's going to expect me and Rick Stoller to be his footstools.

Well, I won't have their wives think

you have a wife who doesn't know how to set a table.

Joanie, I don't want to have a fight right now.

Then stop talking.

A buffet would be slightly more casual

and people could sit where they will.

And we could put the chafing dish

that they gave us right in the middle.

Perfect.

Hey.

In state news, Governor Rockefeller is being urged to appoint a special prosecutor

to investigate the scandal-ridden state liquor authority.

Carla.

Carla?

Is she here?

Look at you.

I know I look good for my condition,

But I'm still in my condition.

- Did they leave yet? - No, I think they're in the living room.

Well, I've been robbed.

I had it right here and now I don't.

Daddy, what are you talking about?

I had $35. Now I have $30.

- Are you sure? - Mr. Hofstadt,

why don't you go sit down and we'll all look for it?

Oh. You'll look for it, will you?

Daddy, you know how forgetful you are.

I'm missing $5.

I'll give you $5.

Don, will you give him something?

Here, Gene. Here you go.

No, I don't want your money.

You people, you think money is the answer to every problem.

No, just this particular problem.

Daddy, I'm sorry. I don't know what you want.

I want my $5!

Well, I think I am finally ready to go.

Come on, let's go out in the yard.

I forgot how many tourists are in midtown.

They're like vermin.

Jeffrey, this is my colleague smitty.

- How you doing, Jeff? - Not bad. Not bad at all.

So what do you have for us?

What do you want?

I've got Dexies, Benzedrine strips, boo.

Probably get you junk if you really wanted it.

- How do you know each other? - Jeffrey's an old friend.

You're looking at the two great cocksmen of Princeton '55.

Oh, the times you must have had.