A Wicked Snow

CLAIRE: Nothing more needs to be said here, Marcus. Am I making myself clear or am I just talking to hear the sound of my own voice?

MARCUS: You are something else. You’re knocking off these old geezers and acting like I’m doing something wrong because I don’t do things fast enough for you?

CLAIRE: Listen, my dear. Let’s get one thing straight. I’m doing all the work. This is my deal. You are helping me because I allow you to.

MARCUS: (angry) Allow me to? You ungrateful wench! [Writer Dante Martini had written “bitch” in his draft, but network censors changed it.]

CLAIRE: (her back to the camera, she drops her bathrobe) Let’s not argue. Draw me a bath. And come rub my shoulders. You can bury the guy from Idaho in the morning.

MARCUS: What about the kids? They might overhear us.

CLAIRE: Don’t worry about them. Hannah is over at Michelle’s and the boys are zonked out on Dimetapp. They love the grape flavor.

—From the script for the February 1978 ABC

Movie of the Week, “Twenty in a Row,”

starring Kate Jackson as Claire Logan