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What does it take to become a Stepford wife, a woman perfect beyond belief? Ask the Stepford husbands, who've created this high-tech terrifying little town, in a very modern comedy-thriller.
Claire Wellington: I asked myself, "Where would people never notice a town full of robots?" [gasps] Claire Wellington: Connecticut.
Raymond Chandler: [Looking over report] Well, I can say right off the bat that, ah - you got water in your water.
Charmaine Wimperis: I don't think that, uh, Ed ever loved me. I mean, uh, he married me because I looked right and it made a big impression on the other TV executives for his wife to look like I look. God knows he's given me things, I... I'm not complaining on that score, but... uh... he never loved me.
Dale Coba: [Joanna is brewing coffee] I like to watch women doing little domestic chores. Joanna Eberhart: You came to the right town.
Bobbie Markowitz: Add it up. All the women around here are perfect sex-kitten bimbos. All the men are drooling nerds. Doesn't that seem strange? Joanna Eberhart: Not to me. Bobbie Markowitz: Why not? Joanna Eberhart: I work in television.
Claire Wellington: I was the world's foremost brain surgeon and genetic engineer. I had top-secret contracts with the Pentagon, Apple and Mattel. I was driven. Exhausted. Until late one night, I came home to find... [stunned] Claire Wellington: Mike... with Patricia. My brilliant... blond... 21-year-old research assistant. It was all so... [in a deep manly voice] Claire Wellington: ... ugly. [Continues in a disconnectedly happy voice] Claire Wellington: Then early the next morning, as I gazed across the breakfast table at their lifeless bodies, I thought... "What have I done?" But more importantly... what could I do to make the world more beautiful?
Bobbie Markowe: Two things I always carry: Tampax and Ring Dings. And I don't even wanna think what that means.
Mary Ann Stavros: [holding up some pink carnations to Bobbie] Which one do you like? Bobbie Markowe: Oh... ah... hmmmm... I don't think either one.
Walter Kresby: You're even better at sex, don't deny it. Joanna Eberhard: I wasn't going to.
Dale Coba: It's nothing like you imagine, just a, another stage. Think about it like that, and there's nothing to it. Joanna Eberhart: Why? Dale Coba: Why? Because we can.
Joanna Eberhart: I can't just call him up and say, "Hi! I used be Joanna Ingalls. You deflowered me twelve years ago. Would you check my water?"
Joanna Eberhart: We're trespassing! Bobbie Markowitz: Only if we get caught.
Bobbie Markowe: [after being stabbed] Joanna! How could you do a thing like that? How could you do a thing like that? How could you do a thing like that? When I was just going to give you coffee. When I was just going to give you coffee! When I was just going to give you coffee! I thought we were friends! I thought we were friends! I was just going to give you coffee! I was just going to give you coffee! I thought we were friends... I thought we were friends... I thought we were friends. How could you *do* a thing like that? I thought we were friends.
Joanna Eberhard: If you're in Manhattan, what do you do if you find out you're neighbour is sick? Roger Bannister: Call her... Bobbi Markowitz: -To see if she is going to die... Roger Bannister: -So we could rent the apartment.
Roger Bannister: She's drunk Bobbie Markowitz: She's blonde.
Joanna Eberhart: If I am wrong, I'm insane... but if I'm right, it's even worse than if I was wrong.
Joanna Eberhart: I won't be here when you get back, don't you see? It's going to happen before then. Don't ask me to explain it, I just know. There'll be somebody with my name, and she'll cook and clean like crazy, but she won't take pictures, and she won't be me! She'll - she'll, she'll be like one of those the robots in Disneyland. Dr. Fancher: Alright, now listen. I'll give you a prescription which you have filled, then you gather up your children and you GET THE HELL AWAY! Don't tell your husband, don't tell anyone, just go, wherever you feel safe. Now, do you have family? Joanna Eberhart: They're dead. Dr. Fancher: Well, just drive, and stop some place. Then in a few days - I'll be back on the 10th - you ring me, I'll come to you, and we'll sort this thing out. Now how does that sound?
Bobbi Markowitz: I got you Mace Windu and Amidala. Max Markowitz: And Boba Fett? Bobbi Markowitz: They were all sold out. Max Markowitz: Aw, Mom. [grumbles] Bobbi Markowitz: Here's five hundred dollars.
Walter Kresby: First of all we are in the country now, so no more black. Joanna Eberhart: No more black? Are you insane? Walter Kresby: You heard me. Only high-powered, neurotic, castrating, Manhattan career bitches wear black. Is that what you want to be? Joanna Eberhart: Ever since I was a little girl.
Joanna Eberhart: [Showing her photos to her NYC Dealer and Gallery Owner] Am I crazy? Aren't they good? Please say something. I don't care. No, I do care. Don't say anything bad. Mr. Atkinson: These are, um, really quite good. Joanna Eberhart: You're not just saying that be cause you're frightened I, I might be a crazy lady? Mr. Atkinson: Clearly you are a crazy lady, but clearly again, these are nice. Joanna Eberhart: Wait a minute. You said 'Good'. 'Really quite good' you said. 'Good' is better than 'nice'. You're not changing your mind, are you? Mr. Atkinson: No, the results are lovely. Don't get upset again. 'Lovely' is better than 'good'. But, um, what fascinates me is: What is it you want from it all? Do you know? Joanna Eberhart: I want - somewhere, someday, someone to look at something and say 'Hey, that reminds me of an Ingalls'. 'Ingalls' was my maiden name. I guess I want to be remembered. Mr. Atkinson: Yes, don't we all?
Joanna Eberhart: I've told you, I messed a little bit with women's lib in New York. Bobbie Markowe: Didn't we all? Joanna Eberhart: I'm not contemplating any Maidenform bonfires, but they could certainly use something around here. Bobbie Markowe: Oh yeah. Joanna Eberhart: You game? Bobbie Markowe: I'm game. Boy, am I game!
Bobbie Markowe: I think there's something in the water that turns us into house-fraus!
Walter Kresby: So that's why we have to leave Stepford? I'm not following. Joanna Eberhart: Ok. Before, Roger was witty and stylish and ironic. Walter Kresby: And I'm sure he still is. Joanna Eberhart: No. Now he's making speeches in a Brooks Brothers suit. Walter Kresby: Hey, there's lots of ways to be gay. Don't try to make him into a stereotype. Joanna Eberhart: Bobbie is right, and she's leaving too. This place does something to people. All of the women are always busy and perfect and smiling, and all of the men are always happy. Walter Kresby: And that's a problem because? Joanna Eberhart: Because it's not normal, Walter. It's... It's not our world. It's not us. And I'm picking up our kids from camp right now, and we're getting out of here. With or without you. [she goes to the front door but it is locked, she is extremely frusrated] Walter Kresby: You'll never change will you? Not really. Joanna Eberhart: [deadpan] Open the door. Walter Kresby: [he disables the security system, Joanna is leaving when... ] And you're right. Joanna Eberhart: [she turns to him] About what? Walter Kresby: If you're that unhappy, then we should move. Maybe head back to the city. We could leave tomorrow. Joanna Eberhart: [she sighs and hugs Walter] Thank you. Thank you.
Joanna Eberhart: This is not me and what you're saying isn't you.
Joanna Eberhart: How do I look? Bobbi Markowitz: Can I be perfectly honest? Joanna Eberhart: Mm-hmmm. Bobbi Markowitz: You kind of look like Betty Crocker. Joanna Eberhart: I know. Roger Bannister: At Betty Ford.
Bobbie Markowe: I can't figure out this burg. It's like maids have been declared illegal, and the housewife with the neatest place gets Robert Redford for Christmas. And believe me, if that's the prize, I'd enter, but nobody'll tell what the contest rules are. Cheers!
Joanna Eberhart: [ambulance drives off] We may be new here, but isn't Stepford Hospital that way? Walter Eberhart: Oh, no, no, no, you're wrong... No, no, you're *not* wrong, the ambulance went *that* way, didn't it?
Bobbie Markowe: If you're going to tell me you don't like this dress, I'm sticking my head right in the oven.
Walter Kresby: We should get moving. Dave Markowitz: Yeah, we got a meeting at the Men's Association. Joanna Eberhart: When will you be home, honey? Walter Kresby: [Dave makes a face at Walter] When I'm home.
Joanna Eberhart: Why do they call you Diz? Dale Coba: Because I used to work at Disneyland. Joanna Eberhart: No, really. Dale Coba: That's really. Don't you believe me? Joanna Eberhart: No. Dale Coba: Why not? Joanna Eberhart: You don't look like someone who enjoys making other people happy.
Joanna Eberhart: What do you think they do up there? Bobbie Markowe: Watch dirty movies and reminisce about the Good Old Days. Joanna Eberhart: What Good Old Days? Bobbie Markowe: Like those Good Old Days when "Playboy" used the airbrush!
[first lines] Helen Devlin: Ladies and gentlemen, I would now like to introduce a legend in our industry. She's the most successful president in the history of our network and for the past five years has kept us at the very top of the ratings.
Mike Wellington: My real name isn't Mike, it's just a nickname from where I used to work. Joanna Eberhard: Where? Mike Wellington: Microsoft. Ted Van Sant: NASA. Vic Stevens: Disney. Stan Peters: AOL. Joanna Eberhard: Is that why the women are so slow?
Joanna Eberhart: [Joanna responding to Claude's request for her to do his speech recording project] ... just like your wife. Bobby and I tried to involve her in one of our projects, but she had too much ironing. Maybe you could convince her. Kit Sundersen, too. If they could find the time for me... I could find it for you. Claude Axhelm: Isn't this uh... kind of blackmail, Joanna? Joanna Eberhart: It's what made this country great, Claude.
Mike Wellington: Only one can survive.
Bobbie Markowe: If I was forced to apologize every time I got smashed, I'd spend my whole life wandering around saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Roger Bannister: Oh, I feel like Nancy Drew in the mystery of the mid-life crisis.
[last lines] Dave Markowitz: Hey, you guys. Which aisle is quilted paper towels? If I don't get the right kind, my wife's gonna kill me. Supermarket Announcer: No talking, keep shopping.
Charmaine Wimperis: [referring to the Men's Association] Believe me, I know that it's unfair and sexist, but frankly, anything that gets him out of the house nights is fine with me.
Claire Wellington: I'm the only decent person left Joanna Eberhart: In Stepford? Claire Wellington: In the world! Roger Bannister: [gasps] She's fabulous!
[after he's de-Stepfordized] Roger Bannister: What am I wearing?
Bobbi Markowitz: [Discussing how to include Jewish Bobbie in Stepford's Christmas] Or maybe I could just use hundreds of Pine Cones to spell out the words 'Big Jew' in letters 15 feet tall, on the snow in my front yard? Claire Wellington: ...That's a wonderful idea!
Claire Wellington: [manically] Does anyone have a screwdriver?
Mary Ann Stavros: I'm sorry. I just can't waste my spare moments on something like that. Joanna Eberhart: But you do go out sometimes don't you? Mary Ann Stavros: Go out? Of course I go out. I'm out now, aren't I?
Claire Wellington: Well, aren't you a bug's ear. Kimberly Kresby: Bugs don't have ears. Claire Wellington: Why, aren't you sassy? And a little sad. [seeing Joanna in the car] Claire Wellington: And this must be Joanna. [whispering to Walter] Claire Wellington: Electroshock? Walter Kresby: Yes, but she's doing much better. Claire Wellington: Hello, little energizer.
Carol Van Sant: I'll just die if I don't get this recipe. I'll just die if I don't get this recipe. I'll just die if I don't get this recipe.
[last lines] Joanna Eberhart: Hello, Bobbie. Bobbie Markowe: Oh, hello, Joanna. Joanna Eberhart: How are you? Bobbie Markowe: I'm fine. How are you? Joanna Eberhart: I'm fine. How are the children? Bobbie Markowe: Fine...
Carol Van Sant: [after a fender bender] This is all so silly... it's just my head. This is all so silly... it's just my head. This is all so silly... it's just my head...
Bobbie Markowe: I think there's something in the water that turns us into house fraus.
'Balance of Power' Host: Who makes more money? Tara: [buzzes] I do! 'Balance of Power' Host: Who enters Iron Man triathalons every year and wins? Tara: [buzzes] I do! 'Balance of Power' Host: Who secretly wishes they were married to a hot sexy lesbian? Tara, Bob: [both buzz at once] I do!
Ike Mazzard: [Handing drawing to Joanna] In case you're wondering what I've been doing. Joanna Eberhart: You're not the Ike Mazzard are you? Ike Mazzard: I'm afraid so. Joanna Eberhart: Walter tell him, I'm just awful on names. You'll have to forgive me. I used to gawk at all those girls in those magazines. You blighted my adolescence, you know that? Walter Eberhart: [Grinning] I thought I benighted your adolescence.
Joanna Eberhart: Bobbie! Bobbie... this isn't you... Bobbie Markowitz: That's right, Joanna! This isn't me, it's a whole new me. I'm happy, and I'm healthy, because I understand what's important in life. Joanna Eberhart: Yes, your new book! Bobbie Markowitz: [starts advancing on Joanna] That's right! That's what's important, my new cookbook. And my husband, and my family, and making a perfect home. It's a lesson every gal needs to learn, especially you. I'm your friend, Joanna, I'm going to help you. You need me. Joanna Eberhart: You stay away from me! Bobbie Markowitz: You are driven. Joanna Eberhart: Well, sometimes... Bobbie Markowitz: And you're selfish! You wanna rule the world! I can fix you. I can change you. Joanna Eberhart: [notices Bobbie's hand is resting upon the lit stove, yet she doesn't burn] What... have... they... done... to... you? Bobbie Markowitz: Let's get busy!
Walter Kresby: She's not a robot. She never was. I couldn't do it. Mike Wellington: Why not? Walter Kresby: Because she's not a science project. Because I didn't marry something from RadioShack. Mike Wellington: That's a shame. Joanna Eberhart: No. That's a man.
Joanna Eberhard: You're insane! Claire Wellington: I'm in love. With the waltz, and a town [pauses, picks up Mikes head] Claire Wellington: and a man. [Kisses Mikes head]
Patricia Cornell: Oh, Frank you're the best, you're the champ, you're the master...!
Bobbie Markowe: Dave turned me loose at Bergdorf's and I went mad!
Walter Eberhart: She cooks as good as she looks, Ted.
Bobbi Markowitz: [as Claire is ranting and raving during the reception] She's nuts!
Claire Wellington: [at the Stepford Bookclub, Claire is discussing a book on Christmas] Now Bobbi. We all realize you're probably feeling a bit uncomfortable with this weeks book because... [Frowns] Claire Wellington: what's the word I'm looking for Additional Stepford Wife: New? Sarah Sunderson: Scared? Roger Bannister: Cranky? Claire Wellington: [remembering] Jewish. Bobbi Markowitz: [smiling] Same thing. Claire Wellington: [to all] But the Heritage Hills series is very inclusive. In fact there is a whole chapter, [to Bobbi] Claire Wellington: about Chanukah
Claire Wellington: Today, we are going to discuss - well, it is probably the most important book any of us will ever read. Yes, it is provocative, but it is also inspiring: The Heritage Hills Special Edition Golden Deluxe Treasury of Christmas Keepsakes and Collectibles! [wives and Roger squeal and applaud with delight] Claire Wellington: This book said to me, 'Let's celebrate the birth of our lord Jesus Christ... with yarn.'
[the Stepford Wives have been "de-Stepfordized"] Joanna Eberhard: Mike, Mike, what happened? I was in the garden and I was dreaming about your... your smile and your aftershave and then I realized... [In a sinister voice] Joanna Eberhard: I could do *better*!
Bobbi Markowitz: My psychiatrist says I need creative chaos. Roger Bannister: My shrink says I need boundaries. Joanna Eberhart: My doctor says I need enough electricity to jumpstart Vegas.
Dave Markowitz: Cup cakes anyone? Dave Markowitz: Cup cakes! Hey, right on time. Jo these are smokin'. [to Bobbie] Dave Markowitz: Why can't you make stuff like this? Bobbie Markowitz: Why don't you? Dave Markowitz: Because I have a penis.
Kim Eberhart: Daddy, I just saw a man carrying a naked lady. Walter Eberhart: Well, that's why we're moving to Stepford.
Charmaine Van Sant: Nice khakis, Walter... Walter Kresby: Thanks, I was experimenting... Charmaine Van Sant: Now I know why they call it *Banana* Republic.
Refrigerator: We need juice. We need juice. We need juice.
Stepford Wife: I'm going to use a pinecone as the baby Jesus this year. Bobbi Markowitz: And I'm going to attach a pinecone to my vibrator and have a really merry Christmas!
Joanna Eberhart: Hey, aren't you Bobbi Markowitz? I love your books. What was the name of that book, the one about your mother? Bobbi Markowitz: "I Love You, But Please Die."
Joanna Eberhart: I guess I want to be remembered.
Bobbie Markowe: I'm also an ex-Gothamite, who's been living here in Ajax country for just over a month now, and I'm going crazy. You see doctor, my problem is that given complete freedom of choice, I don't WANT to squeeze the goddamn Charmin!
Dave Markowitz: Hey, Kresby-man. Walter Kresby: Hey Dave. Joanna Eberhard: How do you know each other? Dave Markowitz: Men's Association.
Joanna Eberhard: But, she had sparks coming out of her ears. Roger Bannister: That's the first sign. Joanna Eberhard: Of what? Roger Bannister: Cheap jewelery.
Roger Bannister: [Excited] Jerry... Jerry, its a bakesale! An actual bakesale! It's like some heavenly diorama at the Smithsonian in the Hall of Homemakers. Roger Bannister: Oh, no. No, stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. That is not cobbler! Jerry Harmon: Roger... could we - could we reel it in a couple hundred yards? Roger Bannister: [to the Stepford Wives at bakesale] How do you ladies keep your figures? Is there just a huge vat of cobbler vomit somewhere?... But worth it?