Mad Men 3x3

My Old Kentucky Home

Season 3, Episode 3

& Sally: You look pretty.
    Betty: I look like an open umbrella.


& Greg: No. No-no-no. Eddinger goes at the head of the table. He's the chief of surgery. It's where he always sits.
    Joan: Not in your home, Greg. Host at the head, hostess at the foot or whichever is nearest to the kitchen and then it's boy, girl, boy, girl.
    Greg: Who says?
    Joan: Emily post. Everyone.
{ emilypost herself }


& Don: Look at you.
    Betty: I know I look good for my condition, but... I'm still in my condition.


& Jeffrey: Relax. Sit down. You ever look out this window?


& That portly* fellow in the Glen plaid... is second at Dupont. The one next to him: Pan Am.
    Don: Don't hand out* your card.


& Peggy: I'm Peggy Olson, and I want to smoke some marijuana.
    Kinsey: You won't like it.
    Peggy: How do you know what I'll like? You never ask me how I feel about anything except brassieres, body odor and makeup.
    Jeffrey: I'd like to know how you feel about a lot of things.

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& Don: Can I get an old-fashioned?
    Connie, bartender: We're on the same mission. This bar looks like it was set up by a blind man, and there's no bourbon.


& Connie: Who are you hiding from?
    Don: I am at work disguised* as a party.
    Connie: I'm at work disguised as a wedding. I hate other people's weddings.
    Don: Why's that?
    Connie: Make me nervous, all those expectations. And these poor kids in here... Whew!... That is a match made in the boardroom. When I was a boy, there was a mansion on the river I used to paddle* by in my johnboat. The twinkling lights, violins, girls giggling about something. Huh. It's different inside.


& Don: Where I grew up, there was a roadhouse. It boasted live music... That meant a drum, a bass, and a player piano with nobody at it... I parked cars. Fancy people would go there. They'd get loud, they'd get drunk, but they wouldn't let me use the toilet.
    Connie: Oh.
    Don: So when nature called... I'd open up a trunk and relieve myself.
    Connie: You didn't.
    Don: I was 15.


& Smitty: I went to the university of Michigan.
    Peggy: I went to Miss Deaver's secretarial school.
    Smitty: Can you believe her?


& Olive: You think I don't know what you've been doing in there? I don't know what to say.
    Peggy: I've got nothing to hide.
    Olive: You're free to do whatever you want, but you're not thinking about your future...
    Peggy: ... The thing is I have a job. I have my own office with my name on the door, and I have a secretary. That's you. And I am not scared of any of this. But you're scared. Oh my God. You're scared. Don't worry about me. I am going to get to do everything you want for me. I'm going to be fine, Olive. I really am.


{ !! Joan sings "C'est Magnifique" }


-- Dict:
portly — дородный; полный; представительный
hand out — раздавать
disguised — замаскированный
paddle — веслa


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