Jason: Maggie, dinner reservation's in ten minutes. Carol, make sure Chrissy's in bed by
eight.
Chrissy: Nine.
Jason: Eight fifteen.
Chrissy: Eight forty five.
Jason: Eight thirty.
Chrissy: Done.
Jason: I'm getting too old for this.
Mike: Hey dad, am I still covered by your auto insurance?
Jason: Yeah.
Mike: Good.
Jason: What? Good! Why?
Mike: No, no. I didn't get in an accident. It's just that well, since I am now financially unable to
afford a beach house, I'm going to be doing a lot of driving this summer.
Jason: Sorry I asked. Reservations in eight minutes Maggie.
Mike: So, you are all dressed up.
Jason: Yes. I'm taking your mother out for a little dinner this evening.
Mike: In your groveling suit.
Jason: I'm not groveling. This isn't groveling. No I just carefully planned a spontaneous
evening.
Mike: well mum must be pretty upset about your flirting, hu?
Jason: No she isn't and I didn't. You know, women can be strange. Who knows what is really
the matter. Maybe one of her dresses didn't fit this morning. Maybe it's the age thing. Maybe
she feels that her best years are behind her. Maybe...
Maggie: Maybe it's my marriage.
Jason: Maybe. Mike, don't ever talk to me again.
Mike: Ever?
Jason: Ever. Ever
Waiter: An excellent choice of wine.
Jason: Thank you Marcus.
Waiter: Enjoy. Isn't it fun to spend money?

Jason: I may even order soup tonight. Good idea though, you and I being out alone, don't you
think? Just a spare of the moment kind of thing. A special occasion with no special occasion. I
just wanted a chance to tell you how I truly feel about you.
Maggie: I'm happy.
Jason: And you are beautiful. Did I mention that?
Maggie: About sixteen times.
Jason: Well for the seventeenth, you are beautiful.
Maggie: Well thank you again, again.
Jason: So, what shall we start off with here?
Maggie: Well everything looks so good. Oh, I think I'll have the goose liver pate.
Jason: Fine, ok, ok. Let's just deal with.
Maggie: What?
Jason: Goose Maggie. You said goose. I know what you are aiming at here Maggie. Come on.
Maggie: Jason, what in the world are you talking about?
Jason: What am I talking about Maggie? Pate, the goose.
Maggie: Oh lets see, stuffed chicken breast. No. Oh see lobster with drawn butter, that a
possibility.
Jason: Very smooth.
Maggie: What?
Jason: Maggie, come on. You've been on my back ever since Mike said about the gym.
Maggie: Jason, I haven't said a word.
Jason: Well you don't say a word louder than any woman I know.
Maggie: Jason!
Jason: Maggie, you just didn't use those words on purpose? Come on. Goose, breast, drawn
butter.
Maggie: Drawn butter?
Jason: That's right. Drawn butt er. If you've got something to say just say it honey.
Maggie: Honey, it's ok. I understand. I am not upset.
Jason: You're not?
Maggie: No.
Jason: Ok. To us.
Maggie: Just don't do your flirting around me.
Jason: Maggie, I wasn't flirting.
Maggie: Then what would you call it?
Jason: I don't know. But I didn't flirt.
Maggie: Ok honey, how would you like it if I didn't flirt, like you didn't flirt?
Jason: I wouldn't mind at all.
Maggie: oh you wouldn't mind if I said to the waiter "nice buns"?
Waiter: Why thank you.
Maggie: You're welcome.
Jason: Do you think I'm walking around saying that kind of thing to women Maggie? Cos I'm
not.
Maggie: Well Jason, they are saying it to you.
Jason: Do you think it's easy walking around with a rear end like this? From this jocularity a
good time will grow.
Maggie: Fine, fine, we wont have a serious conversation about you middle aged insecurity.
Jason: I'm not middle aged.
Maggie: Oh, you plan to live to be eighty-six?
Jason: Not happily. Come on Maggie, I know men who flirt. I've seen men who flirt. I've even
had a fellow or two flirt with me, ok. And I'm telling you that what I do isn't flirting.
Maggie: Fine. If you can live with that.
Jason: If I make eye contact with a woman and I imply that maybe I would like to be intimate,
and then she, there's some intimacy that, uh, um, some, ...Well where was I?
Maggie: Oh Jason.
Jason: I was not flirting. See that was just noticing Maggie. I'm a doctor. She was very healthy.
Maggie: Jason, for me cant you just apologize?
Jason: Ok, I'm sorry. I am sorry. And as soon as I figure out what I did wrong I'll never do it again. Now let's eat.
Jason: Lets dance.

Ben: Well Carol, if mum and dad are just people, that change everything.
Carol: There's a thought there Ben.
Ben: Carol, you are not listening to me.
Carol: There's a thought there Ben.
Ben: Carol!
Carol: Ok. Of course they're people Ben. Look, these may be giant discoveries for someone
with a sloped forehead, but they don't interest me. I had those thoughts when I was six.
Ben: You mean you knew that mum and dad were human being all along and you never told
me?
Carol: Well would you have believed me?
Ben: No. So dad's just like me?
Carol: Unfortunately.
Ben: You've actually seen the magazines under his bed?
Carol: I'm going to wake Chrissy up so we can do a happy dance that we are girls.
Maggie: Goodnight Ben.
Jason: Mum and I are a little tired, so we are going to go up to bed.
Ben: Alright dad!
Jason: Well, you certainly made a spectacle of yourself tonight.
Maggie: Oh, you minded me doing the Lambada with a handsome man?
Jason: Maggie, there was no dance floor. And just to be picky about it, there was no music.
Maggie: There wasn't?
Jason: Uh hu. And for your information, the Lambada is a forbidden dance. These are the
thanks I get Maggie? I have been true to you for every second of the twenty-two years we've
been married Maggie. And I can say this to you, I've never had a serious thought, I can say
this, I have never had a serious thought about cheating on you.
Maggie: Well then let's deal with your frivolous thoughts.
Jason: I'm disappointed in you Maggie.
Maggie: Oh. You're disappointed in me.
Jason: Yeah, after all these years of you saying you don't mind if I exchange pleasantries with
women. Now I found out you were lying. What else have you held from me Maggie?
Maggie: Jason, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could we please deal first with your midlife
crisis, before we deal with your insanity?
Jason: Oh yeah. Just as long as we keep enough time open to deal with your outrageous behavior at that expensive restaurant.
Maggie: There were no bottoms grabbed, except when the dance called for it.
Jason: Well I didn't do anything to her.
Maggie: Oh right.
Jason: Oh Maggie, come on. Look at the subconscious facts here. I talked to a woman your
height, your hair color, your eye color, except little flecks of amber in hers. But what does that
tell you?
Maggie: It tells me that you were too stinking close to her.
Jason: No Maggie. What it says is that symbolically I am really flirting with you. Not only
should you not be mad, you should be honored.
Maggie: I should have listened to Oprah. You cant count on a marriage even when it has
lasted for twenty two years and four months.
Jason: Oprah didn't do a show on that.
Maggie: Her point being that a woman shouldn't trust her marriage when it's built on the
fragile psyche of the aging male.
Jason: Oh yeah, well what does Phil Donohue say?
Maggie: Oh Jason, what's wrong with me?
Jason: What makes you think anything's wrong with you Maggie?
Maggie: Don't I excite you anymore?
Jason: Not any more. Not any less either. Ho ho, where does he come up with these?
Maggie: Admit it Jason, you find a twenty-year-old woman with a fully conditioned body and
beautiful hair and eyes attractive?
Jason: Maggie sweetheart. What do I need with a beautiful woman when I've got you? Maggie,
I mean, you were so beautiful, you're not young. You're not old, I didn't mean that.
Maggie: Oh save it Jason. Don't you see what happened today was simply a reflex ion of your
subconscious need?
Jason: No sweetheart. I don't. I'll tell you what I do see. I see a woman going through middle
aged crisis for no reason what so ever.
Maggie: You really don't think I have a reason?
Jason: Come on honey. You're gorgeous. You're intelligent. You're better today than the day i
met you.
Maggie: Oh Jason.
Jason: Why are we arguing?
Maggie: I don't remember.
Jason: Good.
Maggie: Yes I do. Honey it's not your flirting. It's your attitude. It's your unrelenting sureness
that you have done nothing wrong.
Jason: Are you sure? Are you sure about that? Because what I thought.... it doesn't matter
what I thought.
Maggie: Jason, you just don't get it, do you?
Jason: Maggie, tell me what you want?
Maggie: I want you to have some guilt.
Jason: Done.
Maggie: And some awareness too.
Jason: You got it Maggie.
Maggie: Jason, sometimes you are so thick. I mean whether you flirted or not, right or wrong,
think for a second if it might appear to me that you might have flirted. Then how would I feel?
Jason: So if you thought that nothing was something, even, even if nothing was nothing, then,
the fact that you think that nothing was something means that I hurt you. Maggie, I'm a slope
headed jerk. I feel terrible.
Maggie: Great.
Jason: You think it's great I feel terrible?
Maggie: Yes I do.
Jason: How could I be so insensitive? I am the worse person. Please forgive me.
Maggie: Honey it's ok.
Jason: How can it be ok?
Maggie: Because I just found out that your midlife crisis is worse than my midlife crisis.
Jason: You know somewhere in the world it is still Saturday morning.

Gretchen:: Your parents don't mind us taking all this food?
Mike: Oh no. Just as long as I don't touch their fiber.
Maggie: Jason, I'll get the fiber.
Mike: Ah mum, meet Gretchen.
Gretchen: Hi.
Maggie: I feel like I already have. Damn, they are amber.
Jason: Oh, I'm starved. Oh hi.
Gretchen: Hi.
Jason: get out.
Mike: Oh, we'll see you later.
Gretchen: Nice to meet you...
Maggie: Mrs. Seaver.
Gretchen: That's funny. Before you called me up for a date, I didn't have a clue your dad was
married.
Jason: She could have asked.