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Leave your soul at the door, grab a bottle of whiskey, and
watch as the Unbound Edition Players present their entire performance of
“Maidenform” from outside, their sad little noses pressed against the window.
(Curtain up)
Scene: Don Draper’s
office. The team is gathered around for a discussion about Playtex.
Duck: After that whole American Airlines debacle,
my career is in total freefall. Let’s steal Maidenform’s strategy for Playtex.
Kenny: Do you wear Playtex? If so, why?
Salvatore: Why yes, yes I do. I find the straps stay in
place even while I mambo, and the lace is so delicately stitched, and…
Kenny: Um, I was talking to Frumpelstiltskin over there.
Peggy: I agree with the 95 women
we surveyed on how well it fits.
Duck: Let’s give the client something they totally don’t
want. It’ll be just like American Airlines.
Pete: Aw crap. Is my mother going to be killed by a bra now?
Scene: After the meeting out in the hallway
Joyce: Heads up, Duck. Your bitch ex is here with the kids
and dog.
Chauncey: Woof! Golly, I’m so happy to see you! It’ll be
just like old times. Nothing but love and loyalty here, eh?
Duck: Hi, boy! Hi, Slugger and Princess! Everyone in our
family must have a really annoying nickname. Planter for a Hat, why are you
dumping them on me so damn early?
Duck’s Ex: Because you’re a raging drunk in the afternoons.
Duck: Shut it, bitch. I’m dry now.
Scene: Fancy pants
country club for a Memorial Day dinner and fashion show
Arthur: Helloooo. I didn’t know you belonged here.
Betty’s spine: Stiffen.
Betty: We’re guests of the Pattersons. Where’s Tah-ra?
Arthur: Who? Oh, her. Dunno. I haven’t seen you riding
lately. It’s my fault.
Betty’s eyes: Dart dart.
Betty: Oh, don’t be ridiculous.
Arthur: Ride when you want. I’ll stay away. Yes, ride, ride
ride. Hard. Fast and hard.
Betty: Well, as we used to say in college…
Arthur: Don't tell me you're gonna pork Marlene Desmond!
Betty: No…
Arthur: I can't believe I threw up in front of Dean Wormer.
Betty: No. We used to say “let’s be friends.”
Arthur: Your college was lame.
Host: Hey, it’s time for the dinner auction. But first,
let’s pay tribute to our veterans. Stand up, servicemen.Hey, Lester over there
was a Rough Rider!
Lester’s arms: Dude, it is so uncool to make us hoist this
guy up. Shake shake. Shimmy shimmy.
Host: Get on your feet, heroes!
(Don stands up)
Audience: Clap clap.
Betty: Woo! We’re so proud!
Sally: Yay! My dad is a noble war hero! No ethical breaches
whatsoever. Go, Daddy!
Scene: Later at the
fashion show
Don: I have to go. People are um, working at the office.
Yessirree, I need to check on them.
(Don walks outside to a pay phone)
Bobbie: Why, hello. There’s been a change of plans. I’m
spending the day at the beach with my son.
Don: You have a son?
Bobbie: Yeah. He’s 18. I don’t know why I didn’t bring him
up earlier. I guess I was having too
much fun being sexually assaulted or nearly killed by your drunk driving. Anyhoo,
my husband’s out of town, so come down to the beach house to meet me.
Don: Absolutely not. No way. No how. Not gonna happen.
Bobbie: I always think about your body crushing me.
Don: Zoom! (puff of smoke appears behind him)
Scene: Tuesday morning
at the office
Pete: Has anyone
noticed how I’m looking more like Howdy Doody every week?
Peggy: Howdy.
Pete: So remember that Clearasil idea you came up with
yesterday, only I slapped a lame tagline on it? My father-in-law totally dug
it. Especially the tagline.
Peggy: You da man. Sigh.
Pete: So the libraries were all closed yesterday. What did
you possibly find to do, Pencilneck?
Peggy: I worked. And there was a barbecue. But it was hot.
Pete: Hey, wanna know the ending of “Who Shot Liberty
Valance?” Wow, I’m chipper. Are you still living in that apartment in Brooklyn where I violated you on your first day here? Natter
natter. Who were you with yesterday?
Peggy: My family. Go away, Howdy.
Pete: See ya, Dowdy.
Scene: Duck’s office
Duck: Here, kids, drink this piping hot cocoa. It’s smart to
do that when it’s 100 degrees outside. I have very wise judgment.
Slugger: Mom’s
getting married again.
Duck: Um, what? Are you sure you’re not just having heat
stroke? Here, have some more boiling water. Heating pad, anyone?
Princess: And we’re dumping Chauncey on you. Our new dad is
allergic to him. It’s your dog anyway.
Chauncey: Oh boy! Lookee me, back with my old dad. The fun
we’ll have chasing sticks and hiking and collecting stamps. This is the best
day of my whole life!
Duck’s pride: Thud!
Whiskey bottle across the office: Psst! Duck! Over here!
Scene: Don’s office.
The team is talking about Playtex again.
Paul: So we all went out to a bar and got wasted last night
and brainstormed Playtex.
Peggy: Um, why wasn’t I invited?
Paul: Did you guys just hear something? Anyway, my genius
idea is that women have two fantasies: Jackie and Marilyn. Because neither one
will ever become a tragic figure or anything.
Peggy: Who am I? Jackie or Marilyn?
Kenny: Gertrude Stein.
Don: Way to go, Paul. You’ve weaseled your way onto an
account.
Peggy: Hey, Jackass. Way to leave me out. I’m on this team.
Freddy: You shouldn’t be in a bar. Now go write some
titillating copy. Huh huh. I said “tit.” Want to hear me play my zipper?
Scene: Bobbie’s house
at the beach
Don: Pant pant.
Bobbie: Groan groan.
Don’s groin: Dismount.
Bobbie: I have to split. My daughter is in a college play.
Don: Holy crap. You have another secret kid? Who are you,
Sarah Palin?
Scene: Later at the
office. Pete’s in the elevator when a high-haired blonde appears.
Pete: Hello. What
brings you to Sterling Coooper?
Blonde: I was here
for the Playtex photo call. I didn’t get the gig.
Pete: I find that
hard to believe. By the way, I'm an account executive here.
Blonde: Swoon!
Pete’s couch
cushion: Pssst! Pete! I still have one good side!
Scene: Shortly
thereafter at the blonde’s house
Pete: Come here,
you. Mwah mwah.
Blonde: I love the
taste of scotch.
Pete: Turn around.
Let me look at you.
Old woman in
doorway: Hidey.
Blonde: Get out.
Pete: Who was that?
Bobbie: That’s my
60-year-old daughter. Didn’t I mention her earlier?
Don: Gah!
Blonde and Pete:
Get out.
(The blonde turns
on the t.v. to drown out noise of her frolicking with Pete. It’s some sort of
ad or program about airplanes.)
Pete’s hand: Here I
go, up this broad’s skirt.
Voiceover: “…put
out my hand and touch the face of God…”
God: Oh, for my
sake. Don’t insult my face like that, Matthew Weiner. You’re just bitter about
your name, aren’t you?
Scene: The next day in
the Sterling
Cooper break room
Peggy: I’m on the
Playtex account but no one includes me. Why?
Joan: You want to
be taken seriously? Start dressing like a tramp. It’s done wonders for my
career.
Scene: Later in the
conference room. Don is pitching the campaign to the Playtex guys.
Don: Check it. The
bra is called the Harlequin. It comes in black and white. Here’s the same
model, dressed as Jackie, and then Marilyn. “Nothing fits both sides of a woman
better than Playtex.” You may worship my genius now.
Client: That’s
neato and all, but our sales are good when we talk about fit. Let Maidenform
own women’s imaginations.
Don: I couldn’t
agree more. Ahem. (Laser eyes burn the flesh off of Duck’s chest.)
Client: Sorry about
the goose chase.
Don: More like a Duck
hunt.
Clients: Hey, we’d
love to show you our appreciation by entertaining you. How can we make this
whole thing more awkward?
Freddy: Oooh! Strip
club! Strip club!
Scene: That night in
the office. Duck and Chauncey walk into a random guy’s office.
Duck: Go buy me a
newspaper.
Random Guy: Sure
thing!
Bottle of whiskey:
Hello, you.
Duck: Hello, lover.
(Duck starts to
take a drink and stops.)
Chauncey: I’m
making my eyes as big and cute as possible. Don’t do it, man. Think of
everything we’ve been through together. We’re all we’ve got, buddy. Put the
bottle down.
Scene: A few minutes
later in the lobby. Duck is walking Chauncey out on his leash.
Chauncey: Lookee
you, dry as a popcorn fart. I’m so proud. What should we do now? Go get pizza? Maybe
ride go-karts? Or how about…
(Duck takes
Chauncey outside, takes his leash off, and abandons him.)
Chauncey: Oh no you
di-int. I am so totally going to get in your house and poop in your shoes.
Scene: Bobbie’s
bedroom. She and Don are about to get it on.
Bobbie: It’s
flattering to be able to keep you interested.
Don: Piehole. (He
starts to tie her up.)
Bobbie: Oooh.
You’re as good as they all say. You have lots of fans. Quite a reputation.
Don: Who have you
been talking to? Midge?
Bobbie: No.
Don: Rachel?
Bobbie: No.
Don: Funnyman Buddy
Hackett?
Bobbie: What?
Don: Um, never
mind. Who?
Bobbie: Some girl
at Random House.
Don: Why, I
suddenly have morals and will get up and stomp around. Yessiree, I am pissed.
Does it make you feel better to think I’m like you? (He ties her other arm
back.)
Bobbie: What are
you doing? Are you leaving?
Don: I told you to
shut your piehole, woman. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to have an
identity crisis.
Scene: That night at
Tom Tom, the local strip joint. Peggy walks in, all dolled up, and joins the
boys.
Peggy’s boobs:
Hello, fellas.
Client: You’re
staying all night. Here, get on my lap and tell me what you want for Christmas!
Pete’s eyes: Glare.
Glare.
Pete’s testicles:
Ascend!
Scene: The next
morning in the Draper house. Don is in the bathroom shaving.
Sally: Hey, Daddy.
I’m not going to talk. I don’t want you to cut yourself.
Don’s conscience:
Hidey.
(Don stares at his
reflection.)
Sally: Are you ok,
Daddy?
Don: No. I think
you’d better leave me alone.
Don’s pink towel: I
miss Buddy Hackett, too. There, there. Would you like to spoon?
(Curtain down.)
I’m not sure why
Don finally developed a conscience in this episode, but let’s see how long it
lasts. The whole theme obviously was about how the characters see themselves
and each other and it was well done. It was nice to see Peggy lose the hideous
bangs and Holly Hobby garb. But, Duck, how DARE you do that to your dog? I hope
you spiral out of control soon so we all can dance on your grave. We’re bitter
like that.
Here’s a preview of
next week’s episode, “The Golden Violin.” I doubt Jimmy will
have any luck with Betts, but it looks like Roger will be having a heart attack
on little Jane any day now.
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Don: Holy crap. You have another secret kid? Who are you, Sarah Palin?