THELMAWell, wait now. I still have to askDarryl if I can go.LOUISE (V.O.)You mean you haven't asked him yet?For Christ sake, Thelma, is he yourhusband or your father? It's justtwo days. For God's sake, Thelma.Don't be a child. Just tell himyou're goin' with me, for cryin' outloud. Tell him I'm havin' a nervousbreakdown.Thelma has the phone tucked under her chin, as she cuts outcoupons from the newspaper and pins them on a bulletin boardalready covered with them. We see various recipes torn outfrom women's magazines along the lines of "101 Ways to CookPork."THELMAHe already thinks you're out of yourmind, Louise, that don't carry muchweight with Darryl. Are you at work?LOUISE (V.O.)No, I'm callin' from the PlayboyMansion.THELMAI'll call you right back.Thelma goes through the living room to the bottom of thestairs and leans on the banister.THELMADarryl! Honey, you'd better hurryup.DARRYL comes trotting down the stairs. Polyester was madefor this man, and he's dripping in "men's" jewelry. Hemanages a Carpeteria.DARRYLDamnit, Thelma, don't holler likethat! Haven't I told you I can'tstand it when you holler in themorning.THELMAI'm sorry, Doll, I just didn't wantyou to be late.Darryl is checking himself out in the hall mirror, andit's obvious he likes what he sees. He exudes over-confidencefor reasons that never become apparent. He likes to thinkof himself as a real lady killer.