The Car Dealership - February 14, 1994

B:(to car salesman) Don't insult me. So what's the electrical like on this? (She's looking at a dark green Jaguar)
Salesman: Fine.
B: Well, yeah, I know it used to be a problem but since they changed the system a few years ago.
Salesman: No, no, no, no...we get very few complaints. I bet you're wondering where the battery is.
B: It's in the trunk.

The salesman slams the hood down and there is Sonny looking at them.
S: You underestimate the young lady's expertise.
B: Uh..it happens all the time.
S: So...you seriously thinking about buying this car?
B: Very seriously
S: Mmmm....
B: I mean, anyone with any intelligence knows that this is one of the finest automobiles in the world.
Salesman - Will you excuse me for a minute? I have a call.
S: Sure. It certainly is a beauty.
B: Yeah - You know I always wanted to be the kind of woman to get one of these for a Valentine's Day gift and now I am. (Brenda gets into the green Jaguar)
S: Isn't the uh..the gentleman here to help you pick it out?
B: No.
S: You know, a boyfriend?
B:  No, I don't have one.
S: Oh....you must have a very generous Daddy.
B: No, he's dead.
S: Sorry, I'm a little lost. Ummm...you said this was a Valentine's day gift?
B: Yeah, from the person who loves me most, ME!"
S: Right.
B: Yeah, why not?
S: That's a hefty chunk of change to be laying down for a girl such as yourself.
B: Yeah but I've earned every penny of it.
S: Do I want to know how?
B: I'm a professional....model.
S: Yeah right....perfume.
B: Yeah, Deception, you've seen the ads?
S: Very nice, very nice indeed!
B: Well I figured since I've worked so hard, I deserve a special Valentine's but it seems I'm a little short on sweethearts this week, so I guess I'll have to buy my own little trinket.
S: And a hell of a trinket it is! So, why this model?
B: Look at it. I mean, it's the sexiest car on the road. This car has been my fantasy forever.
S: No kidding.
B: Mmmhmm...
S: And how do you determine sex appeal?
B: Power is very important. I mean, 12 cylinders pumping under the hood is about as good as it gets. And there is the physical appearance.
S: Appearance counts right?
B: Oh yeah, it helps to look good. I mean, have you looked at this car? Have you looked at the way the roof blends into the window and the window kind of flows right into the back? .
S: Wow!
B: It's definitely a turn on.
S: So, this is a little laid back for you?
B: No, this is a classic. I mean this car reminds me of Zelda Fitzgerald or Isadora Duncan, you know the Great Gatsby? Another place and time. Sometimes I think I was born too late.
S: Let's hope not.
B: Excuse me?
S: Do you have a color in mind?
B: There's only one color for this car honey, British racing green!
S: I'm starting to get a sense of commitment here but its kind of interesting, because its not how I imagined you at all.
B: Go on.
S: That is you. (pointing to a red Porsche)
B: Is it?
S: It's sleek, racy, very, very uh...
B: Red.
S: Exotic and if you're nice, I might let you try it.
B: You're buying this? I might have guessed.
S: Meaning?
B: Well, it's um.....I don't know, it's flashy. I mean, there's nothing subtle about this car, no offense.
S: It's definitely blatant. But see that's kind of like, the appeal.
B: I see what you mean.
S: I never saw a beautiful brunette in a red convertible that I did not want to get to know better.
B: Well, that may be but... they're still like night and day. I mean, it's like the difference between old money and new.
S: Obviously, one is stuffy and formal and full of rules and restrictions, and the other is basically out looking for a good time, but they're both right on a lot of juice.
B: Yeah, but that one (looking at the green Jag) has prestige.
S: Yeah, they'll love it at the country club, the Quartermaines will be beside themselves!
B: And what's wrong with that?
S: Well, nothing, if that's the crowd you want to move in.
B: Yeah, well it wouldn't hurt you any, I mean a man in your position, you know?
S: Hmmm..yeah, what would I need with that crowd?
B: The Quartermaines just happen to pull a lot of strings around here and you just never know when they might come in handy.
S: Yeah, I'll remember that.
B: They'd definitely be good for your reputation.
S: That's what its all about, isn't it? Developing a reputation which feeds into an image and suddenly you create a whole new reality.
B: You want to talk about image? I sell perfume in the pages of a magazine.
S: None of that scratch 'n' sniff for you, huh?
B: No, I do it all with my eyes.
S: Yeah, I've noticed. How old are you Brenda?
B: Old enough to make up my own mind.
S: No doubt.
B: I'm 18, you have a problem with that?
S: Not even a little. You're only young once sweetheart, don't waste it.
Sonny walks away and the salesperson walks by. Brenda grabs the salesperson's arm.
B: Excuse me, I need to find out about financing. Can you write up the papers for me?
Salesman: Absolutely. You will adore this car.
B: No, the red one.
Salesman: The convertible?
B: Shhh.. I don't want the gentleman to know. I'll be back later.
Salesman: Of course.

Brenda walks, picks up her coat and walks up to Sonny who is studying the red Porsche.
B: Bye.
S: Happy Valentine's Day Brenda, see ya on the golf course.

Sonny walks up to the salesperson after Brenda leaves the showroom.
S: It's your lucky day pal. Two big ticket items in the course of an hour.
Salesman: Oh sir, but if you are referring to the convertible....
S: No, no, no, that one. (points to the Jag)
Salesman: Oh, do you know which color?
S: Do I know which color? There's only one color for this car.

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