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Stranded
Directed by: David Trainer
Written by: Linda Bloodworth-Thomason
Taped: October 14, 1987
Airdate: December 7, 1987
With the van loaded with the showcase room for the Design Expo in St. Louis, the women of Sugarbaker's are in a dither to get underway, admonishing Anthony to take extreme caution as he makes the drive -- the showcase represents nearly a year's work. Suzanne's plans are to coordinate her activities as a judge at the Miss Missouri World contest with the expo, arriving in St. Louis only a few hours behind the others. They arrive in the Missouri city in the middle of a show storm, catching the last plane out before the closing of the airport. The hotel apologizes for having them stay in one room, but reminds them that they could not turn people out in such rotten weather.
It dawns on the three travelers that they couldn't possibly still be airsick from their flight -- they must have picked up some virus. It promises to be quite a footrace as they all head for the bathroom at the same time. Back in Atlanta, Suzanne pleads for Anthony's assistance in reaching her contest after she finds her outgoing flight cancelled. He reluctantly agrees to have her accompany him in the van, knowing she will complain all the way. At the stop for the night, Suzanne commandeers the last available room at a seedy motel after a feeble attempt to convince the attendant that she and Anthony were married failed. She magnanimously shares her robe, extra blanket and a pair of pantyhose for warmth as she bundles the deliveryman back outside to sleep in the van.
The cold finally chases Anthony inside -- the two of them will just have to make the best of the situation. A visit from the woman attendant causes a few moments of discomfort, but after her departure, the two settle down, exchanging caustic barbs with gradually become more personal revelations as the night wears on. When they arrive in St. Louis, they berate their companions for missing the first full day of the expo, turning aside their protestations of illness. Suzanne has to rush to get to the contest in time and presses Anthony into service to help with her hair and makeup, a turn of events which astounds the others, given her previous opinion of their employee.
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Classic Scenes:
Charlene, Julia, and Mary Jo head to Design Expo but end up stuck in their hotel room together with the flu.
CHARLENE: I haven't felt this bad since I was in high school and I developed this temporary allergy to domestic meat. My poor parents had to mail order hippopotamus steaks. I'm not kidding, y'know. Until they finally figured out I could have stuff like squirrel and rabbit and 'coon, y'know. Sometimes they even fed me 'coon for breakfast...........
Anthony and Suzanne pull into a motel to escape the storm.....
ANTHONY: We'd like two rooms for tonight please.
MOTEL MANAGER: Sorry. We're full up because of the storm.
SUZANNE: Don't you have anything? We're desperate.
MOTEL MANAGER: Lady, everybody's desperate tonight. All I've got is this little shoebox single that was part of a suite.
SUZANNE: I'll take it.
ANTHONY: WE'LL take it. We're married.
MOTEL MANAGER: Then why are you asking for two rooms?
ANTHONY: Because we had a fight. But we've made up now, haven't we, honey?
MOTEL MANAGER: You're an interracial couple?
ANTHONY: Well, not exactly. Y'see, I've been playing a lot of golf in Palm Springs, and well, I think I overdid it. Whew! Honey, I asked you to warn me.
MOTEL MANAGER: Wise guy huh?
SUZANNE: Look, we're not married. He's just saying that because he's cold and he'd like to stay in the room too, but I don't think that would look right, do you?
Anthony carts Suzanne's luggage into the motel room...
ANTHONY: I can't believe you need all this stuff for one night.
SUZANNE: It's not just for one night, it's for in the morning too. Here, gimme my wig.
ANTHONY: You mean I just waided through two feet of snow to bring a wig in here? What do you need a wig for, isn't that your own hair right there?
SUZANNE: Yes it is, Anthony. But for your information, I might have to wear that wig in the morning if my own hair doesn't do right. As it is, we've lost so much time now you'll probably have to take me straight to the pageant. Now why don't you just take that blanket off of the bed. You can use that to keep yourself
warm out in the van.
ANTHONY: Are you sure you'll be warm enough in here? I mean, that only leaves you with THREE.
SUZANNE: Look, I'd give you one of the pillows, but I need both of them to rest my hair on.
ANTHONY: Uh-huh.
SUZANNE: I got this robe. You can put it on under your coat. I was gonna wear it myself, but I can just turn up the heat in here.
ANTHONY: Speaking of heat, these ear muffs are just not cutting it. Do you happen to have a scarf I can put on under them?
SUZANNE: Oh, ALL RIGHT. Be careful though, it's silk. I really am sorry, Anthony, that you've got to sleep out in the cold. But y'know, it just wouldn't look right us staying in the same room together.
ANTHONY: Uh-huh sure. I understand.
SUZANNE: Something like that could get around. I could be ruined on the pageant circuit. They might even revoke one of my pageant crowns.
ANTHONY: Oh no! Hey, I don't even want to talk about that! Let me get out to the truck. Hey, it's no big thing. In just four more hours of freezing, sub-zero temperatures it'll be morning, and you'll still be Miss Georgia-World. That's all that matters. You don't have any long underwear do you?
SUZANNE: No, just pantyhose.
ANTHONY: Hey, I'll take 'em. I'm not proud. I've got to have something on under these jeans.
SUZANNE: All right, here. Nite nite, don't let the bed bugs bite.
ANTHONY: Excuse me, Suzanne, but I would just like to remind you that it is three degrees below zero fahrenheit outside. Therefore, I don't think it's appropriate to say, "G'nite, Anthony, don't let the bed bugs bite." I think it might be more to the point if you say, "G'nite, Anthony. May God have mercy on your soul!"
After Anthony forces Suzanne to let him stay in the room, the two start enjoying each other's company...
SUZANNE: You're putting me on. People do that to me all the time, but I just pretend not to notice. I've found that life is much easier if you don't get too involved.
ANTHONY: You've got it all figured out, don't you? I guess you've got a lot of time to think while you're resting your hair.
SUZANNE: Resting my hair. Anthony, you're funny. Y'know, I feel like I can just be myself with you. I can't do that around women because they're always sniping at me. Sometimes, they say tacky things about me like I'm not even there. I guess they think I don't have any feelings. But I do, y'know. Anyway, this is kinda nice, isn't it?
ANTHONY: Yeah, this is great.
SUZANNE: I just can't believe that we are sitting together on this bed laughing and talking. I betcha about a hundred Sugarbakers just turned rolled in their grave.
ANTHONY: May they rest in peace. May we ALL rest in peace.
SUZANNE: Y'know, Anthony, you're a very nice person, and I'm very glad I got to find out.
ANTHONY: You're not so bad yourself, Suzanne.
SUZANNE: Thank you. G'nite, Anthony.
ANTHONY: G'nite, Suzanne.
SUZANNE: Of course, if you ever tell anybody about this, I'd have to report you to the police for robbing me.
The next morning after Julia, Mary Jo and Charlene are stuck sick in the St. Louis hotel room all night....
JULIA: I think this illness has affected your brain. Or, I've just never before noticed the extent of your unequalled ability to be fascinated at absolutely nothing.
CHARLENE: Y'know, Julia, I used to think that if I were a man I'd be interested in you, but not anymore!!
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