~ ~ ~
Heather: I need a Plus One to
support a church charity?
Carlene: Oh, Heather, darling,
of course you can support our team. Just
not as one of us. . . . You let me know when your marital status changes and
I’ll be more than happy to give you the [foam] finger.
[Love when the female reporter shuns Zach followed by Sharon asking him
to hold her purse.]
Ripp [to Laura]: Now there’s no need to get political. There’s still plenty for girls to do. . . . Keeping us hydrated, now that’d be a
blessing.
Amanda: Really? Nobody has any issue with this boys-only wienie
rule? . . . It is sexist and it sends a completely wrong message to our
daughters.
Carlene (praying): Although
there’s no way they [a Temple] can win a BBQ competition without pork. . . .
Pray for Amanda. Please give her grace
in defeat.
Gigi: Or victory.
Amanda: Honey, that’s so sweet. But we’re in Texas. Here, BBQ means meat. . . . I know there’s a little
Gloria Steinem in every woman.
Laura: A glory who?
Amanda: Which is exactly why we’re
doing this. . . .
Gigi: Back in my day, a feminist
was a woman who avoided the kitchen like a plague.
[The Mason Massey intro scene with Cricket is wonderful. As much as I love Blake, it does my heart
good to see Cricket having the possibility of a real, two-way relationship. Cricket’s more-feminine dresses, instead of
suits, and the chemistry between her and Mason sparks up this meeting. Plus I just like all the psychological
warfare and the double entendres.]
Mason: Caesar (stud horse) always
satisfies.
Cricket: You have a lot of
confidence. I have to admit, that
intrigues me. . . .
Mason: Obviously, you’re a woman
who knows what she wants, and goes after it when she see it. If that weren’t the case, I wouldn’t be here.
Would I?
Carlene: You may have forgot
while living in a Blue State, that men and women play different roles, Amanda. The Bible makes that abundantly clear. . . .
In a godly marriage, there is no His or Hers, only We.
[This scene with Zach and Sharon, in which she is more dominant/making
more money, is illuminating on the confidence a well-suited job can exude from
a happy woman. Plus it sets up a later
scene nicely.]
Sharon: If you want publicity,
you take out an ad with the Dallas
Morning News. . . . I don’t care how
it looks to the guys. How about how it
looks to your wife? We can’t afford it.
Gigi: I’m the last one to give cooking
advice, but should there be that much
smoke?
Amanda: That’s why they call it
a smoker, Mother.
Amanda: You get to taste my
brisket.
Luke: Do I have to?
Amanda: . . . I don’t need you
to solve my problems. I would rather
fail than win with your help.
Luke: . . . Oh, and you might
want to check that out [walking off, back to smoker, then a burst of flame!].
Gigi: There’s nothing I can do
about Luke, but I could sic Tony and Roma on Carlene. They already think she’s a chew toy. [For the non-Texas readers, one point of clarity here. Tony Roma's is a famous ribs/seafood/steak restaurant in Texas and elswhere.]
Cricket: As you can see from my
live cam, Caesar hasn’t swung his sword all day.
Mason: . . . You didn’t have to get
all glossy for me. . . . My daddy did business with Clint Caruth back in the
day. He didn’t have a kind word to say
about that man. Can’t be easy to be his
daughter.
Cricket: Might have been easier
to be his son.
[Luv, luv, luv the vulnerable looks Cricket can pull off. And the fact that she defends his first
physical move toward her with a martial arts combo, yet he still closes in.]
Gigi: A glass of bourbon and a
low-cut top works better than truth serum on that man [Burl].
[Now we are deep in the woods, with Gigi and Amanda seeking the secret
stash of the best wood to use when smoking a brisket—from a pecan tree on
Pepper Creek—on Cricket’s land. She has
joined them, pointing her rifle their way.]
Cricket: You’re in my
thicket. In the middle of the
night. I’m curious. Why?
Amanda: . . . And “ladies just
don’t do that” isn’t the answer I want to give her [my daughter]. You have a daughter too. Don’t you want her to grow up in a world
where she can do whatever she wants?
Cricket [in a pensive moment, studying the pecan tree]: Daddy Bo always did love this pecan tree. [Which she blasts with one shot of her rifle,
a huge branch falling to the ground by Gigi and Amanda.]
Carlene: Just creating a little
shortage. If Amanda can’t get her hands
on any prime Wangus, well . . .
Ripp: Smart thinking,
tenderloin. . . .
Carlene: Three to one? You voted against me?
Danny: Hey, you. Small world.
Heather: A small world. Nice try. Amanda said you found some brisket
and you wouldn’t hand it over unless I came to pick it up. [Gotta admire the confidence, imagination and
spunk of this guy.] Well, here I am, Danny.
Where’s your Wangus? . . Guys resent women who make more money than they do.
Danny: . . . We’re in an
economic downturn right now. And this is
Texas. People will stop buying houses before
they give up their meat. . . . Well, I’m
sorry you dated a bunch of idiots before.
But all it takes is meeting one good guy. Maybe that’s me. . . . ‘Cause girls who play
with fire are hot.
[There are SO many great scenes in this one episode, but here, when
Carlene makes entry into Gigi’s house via the doggie door has to be the best! Then Tony and Roma corner Carlene in the pantry,
so she overhears Amanda’s honest and emotional conversation with her
Mother. They are of course surprised
when Carlene joins them in a hug. Ha!]
Amanda: I didn't just do this for her, Mama, I did it for me. . . . But what kind of example is that to set for Laura? To let some man think for me, or take away my voice, or treat me like nothing more than some lap dog or some cute little kitten.
Gigi: You are so much more than that. Shh, shh, shh, shh. Precious girl.
Amanda: Carlene?
Amanda: I didn't just do this for her, Mama, I did it for me. . . . But what kind of example is that to set for Laura? To let some man think for me, or take away my voice, or treat me like nothing more than some lap dog or some cute little kitten.
Gigi: You are so much more than that. Shh, shh, shh, shh. Precious girl.
Amanda: Carlene?
[Pan to the BBQ site and our first glimpse of the gals is awesome—walking
through the brisket smoke, all in jeans, not the norm in this show. And their shirts? Read “Spicy Racks.” The background music, “there’s a little bit
of devil in her angel eyes” hits the spot.]
Amanda [with a snap of her fingers to her all-ladies BBQ team]: Racks, let’s roll.
Heather: His name is Danny, he is
not rich, he doesn’t belong to the country club, he’s a butcher. And if anyone has anything to say about it, I
will take your internal temperature with this meat probe.
Cricket: Don’t get me started on
rich men. They think they can get
anything they want based on the size of their . . . wallet.
Carlene: Money doesn’t matter. Especially if you don’t get to choose what to do with it.
Amanda: And it’s no guarantee of happiness . . .
Gigi: Truth be, I’d rather have the man than the money.
[Here comes the wonderful scene with the drunk guy hitting on the
girls. Zach steps in. Fists connect. Zach goes down. Sharon decks the drunk; he falls to the ground. I love how this show plays with stereotypes
and flip-flops them. Touching scene
between Sharon and Zach, with his new black eye.]
Sharon [to Zach]: We knocked that fool out together, as a team, because
that’s what we do. You are my hero. . .
.
Richard Dillard: To donate one
of your cars today was a class act. Sticking
up for your little lady, even classier.
[Spicy Racks wins the BBQ competition!]
Cricket [with an arm pump]: Take
that, Daddy Bo! [Still competing with her daddy, even though he's dead.]
Carlene: I’ve always supported you, Ripp. How could you not support me? . . .
Ripp: Kitten, the condos are
staying in Mexico.
Carlene: Why?
Ripp: The Lord told me.
Carlene: He spoke to you? Like Daniel?
And Isaiah? . . . What did His voice sound like? A cross between Billy Graham and Kris
Kristofferson?
[Another great scene. Cricket
returns to her office to find Mason has settled in. Sitting in her chair. Feet
on her desk. Which she shoves aside to
write him a check for stud fees. He just
stands, revolves—tightly—around her.]
Cricket: Mr. Massey, I’m a
married woman.
Mason: Well, you don’t act like
one. You’ve never even mentioned your
husband’s name. And I never ever hear
you say “we” when talking about your personal life. In my experience, these are not exactly the
signs of a healthy marriage.
Cricket: My marriage works just
fine.
Mason: But is it everything you
want it to be? [pause] Look, I’m
single. And I’m discreet.
[The kiss that unhinges Cricket is priceless!]
Gigi [to Amanda]: Well, I couldn’t
be more proud. And that hideous thing [the
BBQ trophy] comes down first thing in the morning.
Luke [talking to Amanda by phone]:
Did anyone ever tell you you’re kinda sexy when you grovel?
~ ~ ~
I love these people. I love
watching them smile at each other, share respect among themselves and speak their
truth.
One more (final) episode to dissect for fave quotes. So sad . . .
Denise Barker, author + freelance copy editor + blogger
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