Jeff and Ginger fight before a radio show (from "First Comes Love, Then Comes Marriage")

Special thanks to Denise for sending me this transcript!!

(Jeff and Ginger enter the room. She is seemingly uninterested in whatever he is saying.)

Jeff: Let's get one thing straight right here and now I am doing this for the money. This is strictly a professional relationship.

Ginger: Do you think you are telling me something I don't know. This is only a marriage of convenience -

Jeff: So to speak. Yes -

Ginger: Because the audience out there for some unknown reason wants us together. Now let me tell you something buster. You don't have to worry about me because I am a professional (Jeff turns away snickering a little) and I have worked with even worse performers than you. (She storms off to the next room)

Jeff (turning to answer her): Well, I didn't say I was - (realizing she's gone, he follows her) I didn't say I was worried I just want to clear the air because you can bet your bottom dollar that I wouldn't be here if it weren't for the - for an - for an unfortunate turn of events.

Ginger: Oh, I guess great big words are gosh darn difficult for ballplayers to say. (Jeff walks away, furious and she follows him) Don't you worry I'll tell the writers to write teeny tiny little itty bitty words for you.

Jeff (stopping): Unfortunate, unfortunate, unfortunate -

Ginger (getting really hostile now) Unfortunate that you were thrown off the barnstorming team or unfortunate that Mrs. Caroline Hailey wanted to take a ride in your BIG Chrysler so she could get her hands on your BIG wallet.

Jeff (facing her. The air is electric): Unfortunate that I didn't know a long time ago that you were the type to fall for a line from a jerk like Artie Schillab. Maybe it was the champagne he bought you on the train.

Ginger (agitated, jumping in his face): Maybe it was. You never bought me champagne.

Jeff (equally agitated, leans down into hers): And I never will buy -

(Their fight is interrupted by the beginnings of the Lemo jingle. They turn from each other, put on the most fake smiles and then walk out to the stage.)


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