Thursday, February 23, 2012

CJ and Donna should be my cool aunts

  • C.J.: You yourself didn't talk to anybody, did you?
  • C.J.: Donna?
  • DONNA: C.J., I can't...
  • C.J.: What?
  • DONNA: I can't lie like this anymore.
  • C.J.: Are you saying it was you?
  • DONNA: I feel horrible. I should've said something before, but I was afraid of what
  • you'd...
  • C.J.: No, it's okay.
  • DONNA: No, let me get this off my chest. It was me. I called Terry Cashin.
  • C.J.: Why?
  • DONNA: I don't know. Why does anybody do anything?
  • C.J.: What are you talking about?
  • DONNA: I'm a madwoman, C.J. And it doesn't stop with the leak.
  • C.J.: What do you mean?
  • DONNA: Call the authorities. Send them to my parent's house in Madison.
  • C.J.: Why?
  • DONNA: They'll find the Lindbergh baby in the basement.
  • C.J.: Okay.
  • DONNA: Also some post-its reminding me where I put Jimmy Hoffa.
  • C.J.: Get out!
  • DONNA: I framed Roger Rabbit.
  • C.J.: Get out!