[first lines]
Chrissy Snow: [on phone] No, Ralph, I'm busy tomorrow. No, I'm busy next week too. Yes, sure,
[nods]
Chrissy Snow: if I ever need more wrestling lessons, I'll be glad to go out with you. Yeah. Okay. Yes. Bye.
[cradles receiver]
Chrissy Snow: Oh, don't you just hate it when men try to manhandle you?
Helen Roper: [with pointed look at her husband] I don't remember.
Chrissy Snow: [Mr. Roper gets the light to go on] Oh, you fixed it! What was wrong?
Stanley Roper: It was a short. You know, you people are so careless. You should never bend an electrical cord,
[demonstrates]
Stanley Roper: otherwise...
[the wire zaps him, Chrissy and Mrs. Roper yell out]
Stanley Roper: Oh!
Jack Tripper: [comes running out of the bathroom, only a towel around his hips] What happened?
Helen Roper: Stanley was showing us how *not* to get a shock.
Stanley Roper: [to Jack] Will you put some clothes on? My wife's here.
Helen Roper: [eyes sweeping up and down over Jack] Mind your own business, Stanley.
Stanley Roper: What if the towel slips?
Helen Roper: Mind your own business, Stanley.
[still eyes Jack up and down]
Chrissy Snow: Jack, there's some shaving cream on your face.
Jack Tripper: Oh.
[bends forward to wipe it off with the towel, and almost...]
Chrissy Snow: No, Jack!
Helen Roper: Mind your own business, Chrissy!
Jack Tripper: [wipes the shaving cream off his face] Ah, excuse me.
[heads back to bathroom]
Stanley Roper: Does he always walk around like that in front of you girls?
Chrissy Snow: No,
[shakes her head]
Chrissy Snow: only after he takes a shower.
Stanley Roper: Do you walk around like that in front of him?
Chrissy Snow: Of course not! I wear my towel up to here!
Stanley Roper: [to Helen] I don't understand those kids. Whatever happened to good old-fashioned modesty?
Helen Roper: It's living with us, Stanley.