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"My future starts today."

The animation on Bobby shimmying his way into his warm-from-the-dryer underpants is excellent.

Conversations? No. Actions, whereabouts, your mowing schedule—no comment.

Yeah, this gets at why I was disappointed when Lenore is revealed to be a straightforwardly awful person in "Hank and the Great Glass Elevator." It was too easy, and I think would have been more interesting if they'd not given themselves that "out" to explain the marriage's failure. Especially because they'd made

"How old are you, thirty? Forty?"
"Not even close. I am five thousand."

G'ih!

My name is Dauterive, Bill. And I am also insane.

"Put on your tap shoes, Shirley!"

"I'm almost FORTY, for cripes' sake!"

Co-sign so very much.

I unfailingly get a little misty when How Do I Live swells and Bobby tells Connie, "My dad says when you really want something, you play through the pain."

My favorite Dale lines in that scene are after Bill goes in the house:

And of course it adds some nice irony to his character that the most conspiracy-theory-obsessed character on the show is the most blindly trusting of his spouse.

"DAD! A man took pictures of me!"

"Communism! :D"

[Pigeon coos]
"You heard me. I love my wife."

Murphy's talent for non-verbal voice acting was astounding. There's really no way to transcribe the triumphs that are her hysterical giggling after Peggy asks "Luann, do you want to SPIN THE CHOICE?" or her sing-humming of "My Favorite Things" as she takes revenge on Peggy in the beauty pageant episode. (And, I only

@avclub-734ffb84cfa214922893511fae356b45:disqus Best illustration of Luann's, uh, evolving intelligence are two jokes from seasons three and four:

I was pointlessly pleased when I realized the 'two Josephs' (Murphy and Breckin Meyer) ended up together at the end of Clueless.

"Jeff Gordon's a race car driver, too? I thought he was just a cereal box model."