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(phone rings)

I'LL GET IT!

- CHRISSY! - HELL...

- JUST A MINUTE. - JUST A MINUTE.

IF THAT IS CHUCK, TELL HIM I'VE GONE AWAY FOR THE WEEKEND.

- OKAY. - IF IT'S TIM, TELL HIM

I'M DOING THE LAUNDRY AND I'LL CALL HIM LATER.

- ALL RIGHT. - OH, IT COULD BE MICHAEL.

IF IT'S MICHAEL... LET IT BE MICHAEL... TELL HIM I WILL TALK TO HIM.

CHUCK, YOU'RE GOING AWAY, TIM'S THE LAUNDRY,

- AND MICHAEL YOU'LL TALK TO? - YOU GOT IT!

HELLO?

- ROY? - ROY? I'M DEAD.

I AM SORRY, ROY, SHE'S DEAD.

CHRISSY!

- WHAT DID YOU DO?! - YOU GOT ME SO CONFUSED.

- DO I LOOK DEAD? - NO.

I'M SORRY, CHRISSY, IT'S MY FAULT.

- HE'LL CALL BACK. - YEAH, OR SEND A WREATH.

- (phone ringing) - SEE? DO YOU WANT ME TO TAKE CARE OF IT?

NO, I THINK YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH ALREADY.

YOU SIT DOWN AND TYPE, AND I'LL TAKE CARE OF THE PHONE.

HELLO? OH HI, ROY!

OH THANK YOU. I'M VERY RELIEVED TO HEAR YOUR VOICE TOO.

- YEAH. - (Jack grunts)

CHRISSY, JANET, SOMEBODY HELP ME.

- WHAT'S THE MATTER, JACK? - MY PANTS GOT CAUGHT ON THE CHAIN.

OKAY, OKAY, ROY. OKAY, BYE BYE.

OH GEE, JACK.

I HATE TO BE THE ONE TO TELL YOU, BUT YOUR BIKE'S GOT A LIMP.

- YOU'RE GOING TO HELP ME OR WHAT? - WHAT DO YOU WANT US TO DO?

HERE, I'LL HOLD THE BIKE WHILE YOU TAKE OFF MY PANTS.

- I'M BUSY. - SO AM I.

WHAT'S THE MATTER? HAVEN'T YOU EVER SEEN A MAN'S BICYCLE BEFORE?

- JUST HELP ME. - JUST FORGET IT. TAKE YOUR OWN PANTS OFF!

OW. OH!

(screams)

MY PANTS AREN'T CAUGHT ANYMORE, ARE THEY?

LET ME WALK IT OFF. LET ME WALK IT OFF.

HOLD ME. HOLD ME TIGHT, CHRISSY.

- MASSAGE IT A LITTLE, JANET. - ALL RIGHT.

- OH BOY. - IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS LEG?

NO, I JUST LOVE THE ATTENTION.

OH, JACK...

I HAVE TO GET GOING. I'VE GOT SOME HEAVY SHOPPING TO DO.

- HEY, CHRISSY, YOU WANT TO COME WITH ME? - NO, THANKS.

I'VE GOT TO FINISH THIS TYPING. I'M GETTING 75¢ A PAGE, YOU KNOW?

WOW, GOOD FOR YOU! OKAY, HONEY, SEE YOU LATER.

- OKAY, BYE BYE. - BYE.

- BYE, JANET. - GOOD BYE, JACK.

DON'T TELL ME SOMEBODY FINALLY ANSWERED THAT AD YOU PUT UP IN THE SUPERMARKET.

- UH-HUH, IT'S MY FIRST FREE-LANCE JOB. - 75¢ A PAGE?

OH CHRISSY, WE CAN FINALLY BUY THAT LITTLE HOUSE IN THE COUNTRY

AND HAVE LOTS OF KIDS AND PIGS. (snorting)

COME ON! I'VE GOT TO FINISH THIS.

THE AUTHOR WANTS TO SEND IT TO THE PUBLISHER RIGHT AWAY.

"MY DIARY, BY WANDA X."

IT'S A STRANGE NAME, ISN'T IT? I WONDER WHAT THE "X" STANDS FOR.

(moans) HAVEN'T YOU READ THIS?

THE "X" ISN'T A NAME, IT'S A RATING!

CHRISSY, THIS IS HOT STUFF. WHAT DOES WANDA X LOOK LIKE?

I DON'T KNOW, I'VE NEVER SEEN HER. SHE SENT IT TO ME IN THE MAIL.

OH, LISTEN, I'LL HELP YOU OUT.

- I'LL DICTATE AND YOU TYPE. - OH GREAT.

- WHAT DO YOU MEAN, THIS IS HOT STUFF? - YOU'LL SEE. START TYPING.

"JANUARY 1ST. MY EYES OPENED TO THE NEW YEAR,

AND I SAW JULIAN'S SLEEPING FORM.

SOMETHING STIRRED WITHIN ME, SOME DEEP PRIMITIVE LUST.

I REACHED OVER AND TOUCHED JULIAN'S SHOULDER AND..."

- JACK! - SHH!

WHAT HAPPENS AFTER SHE TOUCHES JULIAN'S SHOULDER?

EVERYTHING!

- COME ON, JACK, QUIT FOOLING AROUND! - I'M NOT FOOLING AROUND,

BUT WANDA X DEFINITELY IS. CHECK OUT THIS PASSAGE RIGHT HERE.

- OH. - MMM... - OH. - (mutters)

- OH! - WOO-HOO!

DID YOU SEE WHAT SHE DID ON WASHINGTON'S BIRTHDAY?

YEAH, I'LL BET OLD GEORGE NEVER EVEN DID THAT ON HIS HONEYMOON!

- SHE'S NOT A GOOD WRITER. - YEAH, BUT SHE DOES GREAT RESEARCH!

LET'S GET THIS OVER WITH.

JACK, I AM NOT FINISHED.

I AM.

- WHY DID YOU STOP? - I CAN'T TYPE THAT WORD.

THAT ONE?

- WHEW! THANK YOU. - MY PLEASURE.

(laughs) COME...

- THAT'S PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE! CHRISSY... - JACK!

DON'T YOU HAVE SOMETHING YOU CAN DO IN ANOTHER PLACE?

- SURE. - WOULD YOU PLEASE GO DO IT?

OKAY! (cheers)

OH STANLEY, WILL YOU TURN THAT THING OFF?

ALL IT DOES IS MAKE NOISE!

- NOT THE ONLY THING AROUND HERE THAT DOES THAT. - (machine stops)

WHAT?

I'M SORRY, HELEN, I GOT TO FIGURE OUT HOW THE SHAMPOOER WORKS.

- JUST GO BACK TO YOUR CLAY. - I'D LIKE TO,

BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SCULPT.

ARE YOU KIDDING? THAT'S A GREAT LIKENESS!

THAT?

- IT'S JUST A BLOB. - DON'T FOOL ME.

I'D RECOGNIZE YOUR MOTHER ANYPLACE.

COME ON, STANLEY, FORGET YOUR SHAMPOOING

AND COME AND POSE FOR ME, HUH?

ARE YOU CRAZY? THIS MACHINE IS RENTED.

- JUST TALKING TO YOU HAS COST ME 25¢! - YOU'RE SO ROMANTIC!

LISTEN, I FIGURE IF YOU GOT SOMETHING, YOU OUGHT TO USE IT.

RIGHT!

HELEN, I GOT TO GO UPSTAIRS.

OH COME ON, STANLEY!

SIT FOR ME. COME ON, IT'LL BE FUN.

HELEN, I PROMISED THE KIDS I'D SHAMPOO THEIR RUG.

THEY'VE BEEN WAITING SIX MONTHS FOR ME.

I KNOW HOW THEY FEEL.

CHRISSY, THIS NEW WIRE WHIP SURE MAKES BAKING EASY.

WILL YOU TASTE SOMETHING FOR ME?

IT'S A NEW CAKE BATTER.

YEAH, JACK.

- WELL? - IT'S GREAT, JACK.

- YOU REALLY LIKE IT? - I LOVE IT, JACK.

OH I'M GLAD, BECAUSE IT'S MADE OUT OF DOG HAIR, ONIONS AND A SOCCER BALL.

- IT SMELLS GOOD. - CHRISSY, WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU?

OH I'M SORRY. IT'S JUST THIS DIARY...

WANDA X IS AN UNHAPPY WOMAN.

YOU'RE KIDDING? WANDA X IS CERTAINLY NOT UNHAPPY.

A LITTLE TIRED MAYBE, BUT NOT UNHAPPY.

YOU MEN JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND. LISTEN TO THIS.

"I REALIZE NOW THERE'S ONLY ONE MAN I TRULY LOVE.

HE'S THE OLDER, DIGNIFIED MAN

WHO LIVES IN THE APARTMENT BENEATH ME.

BUT HE'S MARRIED, SO MY LOVE FOR HIM REMAINS UNFULFILLED..."

OH CHRISSY, WE'VE GOT TO HELP THIS POOR CHILD SOMEHOW.

"WILL I EVER KNOW THE TOUCH OF HIS LIPS

OR THE FEEL OF HIS SENSUAL FINGERS

FINDING THEIR WAY OVER THE YEARNING...

YEARNING... YEARNING ME?"

I BETTER GET THIS AWAY FROM HERE. MY BATTER'S STARTING TO BUBBLE.

"IF ONLY...

IF ONLY HE COULD NOTICE ME,

JUST GIVE ME SOME SIGN TO SHOW HE KNOWS I'M ALIVE...

A DAZZLING SMILE, A KNOWING WINK...

A MEANINGFUL BRUSH AGAINST MY SHOULDER.

AH, THAT WOULD SATISFY ME."

(laughs) OH NO, THAT WILL NEVER SATISFY HER!

- (doorbell rings) - IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, ASK JULIAN!

OH JACK!

OR NIGEL, OR WOLFGANG. THEY'RE ALL IN THERE!

HI, JACK.

HAVING THE GIRLS OVER FOR A TUPPERWARE PARTY?

NO, MR. ROPER, I'M JUST BREAKING IN MY NEW WHIP.

HEY, NONE OF THAT STUFF AROUND HERE.

HI, MR. ROPER.

HI, CHRISSY. I CAME UP TO SHAMPOO YOUR CARPET.

WHY, HAS IT GOT DANDRUFF? (snorts and laughs)

- I'LL GO GET MY EQUIPMENT. - HEY, MR. ROPER?

WOULD YOU MIND DOING IT SOME OTHER TIME?

BECAUSE I'VE GOT ALL THIS TYPING AND EVERYTHING TO DO.

THE METER'S RUNNING ON MY SHAMPOOER.

YOU KIDS BETTER STAY OUT OF THE LIVING ROOM FOR AWHILE.

I GUESS I'LL EXPERIMENT WITH ANOTHER BATTER.

- I GUESS I'LL GO TAKE MY SHOWER NOW. - THAT SOUNDS LIKE MORE FUN.

I'LL JOIN YOU.

- I GOT THINGS TO DO. - YEAH, SO DO I.

I'LL BE IN HERE.

- OH... - HEY, DID I LEAVE A DISHTOWEL?

I DIDN'T SEE IT.

- EXCUSE ME. - HMM?

- WOULDN'T THAT WORK BETTER IF IT WAS PLUGGED IN? - OH.

OH, OH, OH... THIS IS JUST A TEST RUN.

I HAVE TO CHECK THE RUG FIRST

BECAUSE ALL CARPETING'S DIFFERENT, YOU KNOW?

"MY DIARY."

CHRISSY?

"THE ONE MAN I TRULY LOVE..."

"OLDER MAN WHO LIVES IN THE APARTMENT BENEATH ME."

"SENSUAL FINGERS"?

OH MY GOD!

HELEN?

HELEN!

- HI, MR. ROPER. - HI, JANET.

- JANET! - YEAH?

- WOULD COME IN HERE FOR A MINUTE? - OKAY, JUST A MINUTE.

- HI. - HI.

- WHAT'S UP? - UP? NOTHING'S UP.

I JUST WANTED TO ASK YOU SOMETHING.

OKAY.

- DO YOU NEED ANYTHING UPSTAIRS? - NO, NOTHING.

- YOU HAVE ENOUGH HOT WATER? - PLENTY.

DOES CHRISSY GO FOR OLDER GUYS?

- WHAT? - I'M SORRY.

I WORRY ABOUT YOU GIRLS LIVING ALL ALONE IN THIS BIG CITY.

MR. ROPER, THAT'S NICE OF YOU, BUT I GOT...

ESPECIALLY CHRISSY,

- BECAUSE SHE'S GOT A LOT OF GUYS AFTER HER. - SURE, YEAH.

SO... WHAT KIND OF GUYS DOES SHE LIKE?

CHRISSY?

SHE LIKES GUYS WHO ARE PRETTY SHARP DRESSERS.

YEAH?

SHE LIKES A MAN WHO IS INTELLIGENT,

GREAT SENSE OF HUMOR. VERY GOOD-LOOKING.

THAT'S WHAT I WAS AFRAID OF.

YOU KNOW, MR. ROPER, I WILL TELL YOU ONE THING ABOUT CHRISSY...

IF SHE EVER FELL FOR SOMEBODY, HE'D BE THE ONLY THING IN HER LIFE.

- SHE'D REALLY HANG ON TO HIM. - OH BOY.

- OH YEAH, SHE WOULD NEVER LET HIM GO. - OH BOY.

NOW ME, I THINK GETTING TIED DOWN RIGHT NOW...

THAT'S INTERESTING, WE'LL HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT SOMETIME.

- I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO NOW. - YES, NICE TALKING TO YOU.

YOU AND I SHOULD CHAT MORE OFTEN. TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.

OH BOY.

OH STANLEY, I THOUGHT I HEARD YOU!

HEY, DID YOU COME BACK TO POSE FOR ME?

NOT NOW, HELEN, I'VE GOT BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF.

- WHAT ARE WRITING? - AN EVICTION NOTICE.

AN EVICTION NOTICE? WELL, FOR WHOM?

I'M THROWING OUT THE KIDS UPSTAIRS.

THOSE NICE KIDS? WHY?

WHY? TO SAVE OUR MARRIAGE, THAT'S WHY!

WHAT?

YOU MAY AS WELL KNOW THE TRUTH, HELEN.

CHRISSY'S IN LOVE WITH ME.

HEY, STANLEY, WOULD YOU SAY THAT AGAIN?

IT... IT... (laughs)

IT SOUNDED LIKE "CHRISSY'S IN LOVE WITH ME."

THAT'S WHAT I SAID.

(laughing)

WHY DO YOU THINK SHE CALLED ME THREE TIMES LAST WEEK

TO FIX HER LEAKY FAUCET? SHE'S CRAZY ABOUT ME.

THIS IS SERIOUS, HELEN!

AND SHE'S NOT JUST INTERESTED IN ME FOR MY PLUMBING.

OH STANLEY.

AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT...

WALKING AROUND IN MY T-SHIRT AND BERMUDA SHORTS...

I MEAN, HOW MUCH CAN A GIRL TAKE?

COME ON, STANLEY, YOU DON'T REALLY BELIEVE THAT, DO YOU?

SURE. HEY, IT HAPPENED ONCE BEFORE.

REMEMBER THAT WOMAN IN 206? SHE WAS NUTS ABOUT ME.

YOU MEAN, THAT OLD LADY

THAT THEY PUT IN A HOME SO SHE WOULDN'T HURT HERSELF?

I KNOW THIS IS TRUE ABOUT CHRISSY 'CAUSE I READ IT IN HER DIARY.

OH STANLEY,

YOU SHOULDN'T READ OTHER PEOPLE'S DIARIES.

THEY'RE PRIVATE.

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IT'S PRIVATE UNLESS I READ IT?

WHAT?

ANYWAY, SHE SAID THAT MY SENSUAL FINGERS DRIVE HER MAD WITH DESIRE.

(laughing) YOUR SENSUAL FINGERS?

OH COME ON, YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING.

I'M NOT KIDDING! SHE'S YEARNING FOR ME.

"YEARNING, YEARNING, YEARNING."

YOU'RE CRAZY, CRAZY, CRAZY!

- COME ON UPSTAIRS. I'LL PROVE IT TO YOU. - HOW?

I'LL GIVE HER THE THREE THINGS SHE'S BEEN WAITING FOR...

THE DAZZLING SMILE, THE KNOWING WINK,

AND A MEANINGFUL BRUSH AGAINST HER SHOULDER.

AFTER THAT, I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT HAPPENS.

THIS IS JUST TRASH.

I MEAN, THIS IS ABSOLUTE GARBAGE.

YEAH, ISN'T IT GREAT?

YOU WOULD THINK THAT.

COME ON, JANET, I HAVEN'T EXACTLY SEEN YOU PUT IT DOWN.

- I'M JUST CURIOUS. I AM! - MM-HMM?

I AM, JACK. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M READING HERE.

- OH SURE. - I DON'T. JACK, I DON'T!

HEY, CHRISSY, YOU'VE GOT A PAGE MISSING HERE.

- YEAH? - YEAH, HONEY.

SEE, DOWN THE BOTTOM OF THIS PAGE, THEY'RE GETTING VERY PASSIONATE,

AND THEN AT THE TOP OF THIS ONE, THEY'RE ALREADY SMOKING A CIGARETTE.

- YOU'VE GOT THE PAGES OUT OF ORDER. - OH, YES.

- (grunts) - WHEN DID THIS WOMAN HAVE TIME TO WRITE?

I DON'T KNOW.

SO FAR, SHE'S BUSY EVERY DAY.

- COME ON, JANET, LET'S GO MAKE LUNCH. - LET'S STAY IN HERE.

IT'LL GIVE CHRISSY A CHANCE TO GET A FEW PAGES AHEAD OF US AGAIN.

OH GOOD IDEA, I'M REALLY... WOULD YOU LOOK AT THIS...

(doorbell rings)

I'LL GET IT!

(muffled laughter)

HI.

- HI, CHRISSY. - CAN WE COME IN, CHRISSY?

- OF COURSE YOU CAN. - THANK YOU.

IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU?

(continued laughter) STANLEY'S FINGERS...

HELEN, SIT DOWN. SIT DOWN.

- CHRISSY... - YES, MR. ROPER.

HI.

HI.

NO, NO, NO. I MEAN...

HI.

IT'S NOT A SECRET ANYMORE, CHRISSY.

OH GOOD.

- WHAT ISN'T? - YOU KNOW...

IS THERE SOMETHING IN YOUR EYE?

COME ON, DON'T TRY TO PRETEND. I UNDERSTAND.

YOU UNDERSTAND? I UNDERSTAND.

GOOD.

I THINK THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE KITCHEN BURNING.

I'LL CHECK.

YOU'RE MAKING A FOOL OF YOURSELF, STANLEY.

I DON'T UNDERSTAND. WHY IS SHE PLAYING SO HARD TO GET?

LOOK WHAT SHE'S GETTING.

JUST CALM DOWN. NOW WAIT A MINUTE.

- THE ROPERS CAME IN AND THEN WHAT? - HE MADE A PASS AT ME!

- ROPER? - YES!

- YOU'VE GOT TO BE IMAGINING THINGS. - I AM NOT.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF I CAME IN AND DID THIS TO YOU...

HI... AND THEN I DID THIS...

AND THEN I DID THIS?

I'D THINK WE WERE ENGAGED. COME HERE. JANET, WILL YOU LEAVE...

COME ON, PLEASE, GO SEE IF HE'S STILL IN THERE.

- WHY DO I... - PLEASE, PLEASE...

ALL RIGHT, OKAY, I'LL GO CHECK.

THERE IT IS IN THE DIARY, EVERY WORD SPELLED OUT.

I SEE, I SEE.

SO I'M CRAZY, HUH? WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO SAY FOR YOURSELF NOW?

THIS IS DEAR, SWEET LITTLE CHRISSY?

IT'S THE DIARY. THAT'S IT! HE'S FOUND THE DIARY!

OH NO. AND HE SAW CHRISSY TYPING.

OH GOSH, IT ALL MAKES SENSE NOW.

- WHAT DOES? - DON'T YOU SEE?

JUST... JUST PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER.

- FOUR! - NO.

- IS IT NOT FOUR? - NO...

- YOU TRY. - SURE.

CHRISSY, CONCENTRATE.

ROPER THINKS IT'S YOUR DIARY,

AND HE THINKS HE'S THE DIGNIFIED MAN DOWNSTAIRS.

- OH NO! - YES, YES...

YOU'D BETTER GO IN THERE AND TELL HIM THE TRUTH.

- ME? WHY ME? - 'CAUSE!

- YOU'RE THE MAN. - YEAH.

- YOU'RE WANDA X. - I AM NOT!

- HE THINKS YOU ARE! - WELL...

- JANET, GO DO IT. - WHY?

- I'M NOT EVEN IN THAT DIARY. - NEITHER AM I!

HOW DO WE KNOW THAT?

ALL RIGHT, LOOK.

WE'RE ALL GOING TO GO IN TOGETHER. WE AGREE ON THAT?

WE AGREE ON THAT. THAT SOUNDS FAIR.

WHY DO I HAVE TO GO FIRST?

OKAY, CHRISSY,

I THINK WE'D BETTER TALK ABOUT THIS DIARY.

- Chrissy: SO DO I. - WILL YOU...

- ALL RIGHT, CHRISSY... - IT'S NOT MINE.

- IT'S NOT YOURS. - NO.

JANET. JANET, I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN.

NO, MR. ROPER, IT'S NOT MY DIARY EITHER.

- IT'S NOT YOURS? - NO.

THEN WHOSE IS IT?

OH NO!

NO, NO, NO, NO... DON'T WORRY, MR. R,

IT'LL BE OUR OWN LITTLE SECRET.

MR. ROPER, IT'S NOT HIS DIARY.

IT'S A MANUSCRIPT I'M TYPING TO MAKE A LITTLE EXTRA MONEY.

YEAH, MR. ROPER, JUST LOOK INSIDE THE FRONT COVER.

- AND YOU'LL SEE THE AUTHOR'S NAME. - "WANDA X"?

UH-HUH. CHRISSY HASN'T EVEN MET HER.

OH STANLEY, YOU ARE ROMANTIC!

- I AM. - YEAH.

YOU WERE GOING TO THROW THE KIDS RIGHT OUT OF THEIR APARTMENT

- JUST TO SAVE OUR MARRIAGE! - YOU WERE?!

- I WAS, WASN'T I? - WASN'T THAT NICE OF HIM?

I CAN BE AS ROMANTIC AS THE NEXT GUY.

WE'RE GONNA HAVE A GREAT TIME TONIGHT, HELEN.

- FIRST, WE'LL GO OUT AND EAT, AND THEN... - OH STANLEY!

COULDN'T WE DO THE "AND THEN" FIRST?

OKAY, IF YOU WANT TO GO BOWLING ON AN EMPTY STOMACH.

- $45, $50... - CHRISSY!

$55, $56, $57, $58...

WHERE IS WANDA? WHERE IS WANDA?!

OH I KNEW IT! SHE'S ALREADY PICKED UP HER DIARY.

I'M TOO LATE. WHY DID I HAVE TO MISS THE BUS TODAY?

- NO, YOU'RE NOT TOO LATE... - I'M NOT?

YOU ALREADY GOT THE MONEY. I DON'T...

WAIT A MINUTE. YOU MEAN, SHE'S STILL HERE?

- YEAH. - WANDA'S HERE? WHERE?

- WHERE IS WANDA? - JACK!

- IN WASHING UP, BUT LISTEN... - GREAT, GREAT.

DID YOU TELL HER ABOUT ME? THAT I WAS TALL, GOOD LOOKING,

GOT MY OWN BEDROOM?

WHY DON'T YOU GO TELL WANDA YOURSELF?

CHRISSY, I'M ASHAMED! I CAN'T GO INTO THE BATHROOM.

JUST GO TELL HER. I'LL JUST BE RIGHT HERE, WAITING.

- WHO ARE YOU? - JACK, THIS IS WANDA X.

- THIS IS OUR FRIEND, JACK TRIPPER. - HI!

DON'T TOUCH!

- YOU'RE WANDA X? - WANDA'S MY PEN NAME.

MY REAL NAME IS CLARENCE SPRINGFIELD.

CLARENCE, JACK WANTED ME TO TELL YOU THAT HE'S TALL,

GOOD LOOKING, AND HAS HIS OWN BEDROOM.

- REALLY? - EXCUSE ME.

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Ritter's voice: "THREE'S COMPANY" WAS VIDEOTAPED

IN FRONT OF A STUDIO AUDIENCE.