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13. Frühlingsgefühle


13. Frühlingsgefühle

Der Frühling steht vor der Tür. Das Eis beginnt zu stöhnen und bis es endlich bricht, hält der Wahnsinn Einzug in Cicely. Die Hormone spielen verrückt. Holling provoziert seine Gäste, doch niemand will sich mit ihm raufen. Shelly liest D.H. Lawrence. Joel schleicht sich in Maggies Träume. Aber auch Joels Libido läuft Amok, er ist "besessen von fleischlicher Lust". Während er Wackelpudding für die Feierlichkeiten des "Meltdown-Dance" zubereitet, fallen Maggie und Joel übereinander her, reißen sich aber noch rechtzeitig zusammen und flüchten erschrocken. Ed versucht sich als Privatdetektiv, denn die Schneeschmelze setzt offensichtlich auch eine gewisse kriminelle Energie frei: letztes Jahr wurden Föne gestohlen, dies Jahr sind Radios dran. Als schließlich auch Maurice' Hochleistungsreceiver entwendet wurde, läßt er seine Beziehungen spielen. Auf seinen Wunsch wird Officer Barbara Semanski in dieser Angelegenheit ermitteln. Die schroffe, pflichtbewußte Polizistin verdreht Maurice gehörig den Kopf. Er ist begeistert von ihrer Muskelkraft. Holling fordert Sgt. Semanski zum Boxkampf heraus. Während sie in Maurice' Fitneßraum trainiert, bügelt er ihre Uniform. Der Fight wird im Brick ausgetragen; - aber noch vor der letzten Runde bricht das Eis. Ed erfährt, daß man manchmal etwas Böses machen muß, um zu wissen, daß man noch lebt. Und Maurice erfährt, daß Bügeln nicht besonders sexy ist... Der Frühling wird mit den traditionellen Bullenrennen begrüßt.


2.5 Spring Break Originaltitel
Deutsche TV-Premiere: 02.09.1992 (RTLplus)
TV-Premiere: 06.05.1991 (CBS)


 

David Assael  Drehbuch
Rob Thompson  Regie

 

Musiktitel

D.W. Suite - Lindsey Buckingham
Crazy - Patsy Cline
Big Bad Bill - Leon Redbone
Simply Irresistible - Robert Palmer
Bon Soir Dame - Bud and Travis
El Cajon - Stan Getz
Everybody be Yo Self - Chic Streetman
Area from Diva "Diva" soundtrack recording
Tea With Alice


Zitate

Officer Barbara Semanski: "You people will have to clean this litter up. Have a lovely evening."



Maurice: "Gotta hand it you, Barbara, you got quite a wallop there. How‘s the hand?"
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Better. Good job on the uniform."
Maurice: "Oh, that‘s nothing. Are you sure I can‘t persuade you to stay overnight? Witness what our little community likes to call the Running of the Bulls?"
Officer Barbara Semanski: "I don‘t think so."
Maurice: "Oh, no impropriety implied. There‘s a guest room upstairs, lots of privacy, lock on the door."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "I‘m expected back."
Maurice: "Husband?"
Officer Barbara Semanski: "No."
Maurice: "Boyfriend?"
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Two Blackpoint German shepherds who‘ll eat the stuffing out of the couch if I don‘t get back there and put out some kibble."
Maurice: "Nice dogs, shepherds. Listen, there‘s this little dinner theater down your way. It‘s a cozy little place, got a nice wine cellar..."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "DiContini‘s."
Maurice: "Yeah. That‘s the place."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Yeah. We had their liquor license on a six month suspension last year. Serving minors without ID."
Maurice: "Huh. Well, what I was getting at, is I thought next time I was down your way, I could take you there. We could order up a nice Delmonico, catch the show..."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "If we locate your property, I‘ll be in touch."
Maurice: "Barbara, look. What I‘m trying to say is that I would like to see you again on a nonprofessional basis."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Let me give it to you straight. I could never respect a man who did my ironing."
Maurice: "No, no, that wasn‘t me. That wasn‘t the real me. It was that damned ice thing. Look, I am not a pantywaist new man. I had 15 confirmed kills over Pusan. What I‘m trying to say is that I feel a great affection, a great respect, admiration and attraction for you."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "I gotta get going. Lock those windows."



Officer Barbara Semanski: "What‘s in there?"
Maurice: "Well, that‘s the gym."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Uh huh. Outstanding! There‘s nothing like free weights. Just you and the pain."
Maurice: "Wanna give it a try?"
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Well, I‘m on duty."
Maurice: "Go ahead. Nothing like pumping a little iron to clear the cobwebs."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "It‘s against regulations."
Maurice: "Aw, come on."
Officer Barbara Semanski: "Well . . ."
Maurice: "Yeah, that‘s the ticket. What do you want, 120, 130?"
Officer Barbara Semanski: "220."
Maurice: "Really? All right, I‘ll spot for you."



Ruth-Anne: "I think you need something a little more exciting."
Joel: "Exciting?"
Ruth-Anne: "Here‘s a Playboy. Eli Nute died a month before his subscription expired."
Joel: "Oh, no. Really?"
Ruth-Anne: "Woman of Norway."
Joel: "Well, I mean ... A lot of exceptional writers contribute to Playboy.
There‘s Philip Roth, NOrman Mailer, the late Roald Dahl ... An interview with Shintaro Ishihara?"
Ruth-Anne: "Don‘t worry, Dr. Fleischman. It‘s that time of year. Everybody‘s libido has run amok."
Joel: "They rate the top 10 single malt Scotches! I want to read this."
Ruth-Anne: "I think I‘ve got something for you a little racier, in the back room."
Joel: "Ruth-Anne, it‘s all right."




Joel: "Any mail for me?"
Ruth-Anne: "Well, let me see. Yeah, Bills."
Joel: "That‘s it? That‘s all? I was expecting some catalogues?"
Ruth-Anne: "Catalogues?"
Joel: "Just catalogues. You know, Sharper Image, Plow & Hearth, Lascivious Lingerie."
Ruth-Anne: "Oh, I‘m sorry. Her‘s your lingerie magazine. I was leafing through it."
Joel: "Thanks."




Ed: "And I saw you taking the tape deck out of Gary McClennan‘s flatbed during the fight."
Chris: "You saw that. Hyberbass. Real nice. All right, now what?"
Ed: "Now what what?"
Chris: "Well, you caught me redhanded. There‘s the goods. What‘re you gonna do?"
Ed: "I don‘t know. I never thought about that far ahead. Well, just tell me why you did it."
Chris: "Wildness, Ed! Wildness. We‘re running out of it, man. Even up here in Alaska, people need to be reminded that the world is unsafe and unpredictable. And at the drop of a hat, they could lose everything, man. Just like that. You couldn‘t predict that. I do it to remind them that chaos is out there and he‘s lurking beyond the horizon. That‘s why. Well, that and ... sometimes, Ed, sometimes, you just gotta do something bad just to know you‘re alive."