Abby Hagyard: Valerie Prevort

Quotes 

• Lisa Ruddy : Well, Christine, how's your mom making out since your dad left?

  Christine McGlade : Terrible! Not good at all.

  Lisa Ruddy : Oh.

  [the telephone rings and Valerie, wearing a waitress uniform, picks it up] 

  Valerie Prevort : [into the phone]  Hello? Oh, hi, Bill. Oh, gosh, no, I'm sorry. I'm going dancing with Walter tonight. Uh, tomorrow?

  Valerie Prevort : [checking her address book]  Umm... No, uh, tomorrow is Bob. Oh, well, let's see. Um, maybe a week from next Friday if Harry doesn't call. Okay, terrific. Thanks, bye.

  [she hangs up and a car horn is heard outside] 

  Valerie Prevort : [trotting out]  Oh, there's Murray. Don't wait up, dear.

  [Valerie exits] 

  Lisa Ruddy : Hey, what was so "terrible" about that? She looks fine to me... all her boyfriends.

  Christine McGlade : Boyfriends? Oh... oh, no. You should see them. They're a bunch of losers.

  Lisa Ruddy : Well, at her age, beggers can't be choosers.

• Valerie Prevort : [interrupting the kids' pillow fight]  Children. Yo! I have something to tell you. Your father and I are getting a divorce.

  Marjorie Silcoff : Oh, no. That's awful news.

  Valerie Prevort : And, Marjorie, you're going to come and live with me, and the boys are going to live with your father, and we'll be living in separate houses.

  Marjorie Silcoff : Oh, boy. Oh, boy. Well, that's great news!

• Lisa Ruddy : Marjorie, I thought you said your parents were getting a separation.

  Marjorie Silcoff : They are, but since neither of them could afford to move out, they separated the house.

  Lisa Ruddy : Oh.

  Valerie Prevort : Marjorie, dear, I'm afraid your little friend is gonna have to go home now.

  Marjorie Silcoff : Oh, Mom, she just got here.

  Valerie Prevort : Marjorie, dear, you know the rules: No company after 8 o'clock.

  Marjorie Silcoff : Oh, all right. Dad?

  Lance Prevort : [belches]  Oh, yeah! Ah, what... ah, what is it, uh, Marjorie?

  Marjorie Silcoff : Can we come over to play?

  Lance Prevort : Why, sure, kid. You know what I always say - my house is your house.

  Marjorie Silcoff : Bye, Mom.

  Valerie Prevort : Bye, dear.

  [Marjorie and Lisa get up and walk around to the other side of the coach in Lance's half of the house]