Isn't She Great Page #3

The denture adhesive that won't let go.

Congratulations, Leslie.

You go home with 25!

I hope you enjoyed playing

What's My Job!

They canned me?

How could they can me

after only one show?

They didn't can you. They requested you

not to come back, ever. They loved you.

If they loved me, why can't I

come back? They loved you too much.

You're too special.

Should I be less special? Oh, God!

What do they want? They want you.

They just don't know it yet.

When will they know? When are they

gonna get with it? I'm almost 30.

Right(!)

F*** you! But you look great.

Like a teenager.

A sophisticated teenager.

Oh, but Irving, I got fired. Again.

And now I'm going home

to my studio apartment,

to brown walls and a Murphy bed.

So, leave. Don't go in there.

Where should I go?

To my place.

No. To our place.

Wait.

Cashmere and wool, 60/40, imported.

What are you doing?

I don't believe this.

Marry me.

Oh!

Marriage?

Oh, Irving,

that's a...that's a big decision.

The biggest. The clincher.

Well, before I...

Before I say yes, before I sign on,

there's somebody I want to talk to.

Who?

See, I don't trust psychiatrists.

They nap. I had this great psychic.

She did my chart. She got deported.

Now how come

she didn't see that coming? Right.

So now whenever I need to talk

I come here.

To him.

Him?

Him, him.

Oh, Him. Right. Gotcha.

Go ahead, say something.

How are ya?

Kudos on the weather,

the whole week, gorgeous.

It's me, Jackie. Did you see

What's My Job this morning?

Was that the best you could do?

OK, I'm sorry. I know.

People are starving and dying.

You have other things on your mind.

But, listen!

This man, this person, this...

this publicist wants to marry me.

Irv Mansfield.

He's a good man. He's a kind man.

Very well dressed.

In fact, I don't, I don't even know

if I'm worthy of such a man.

Oh, Jackie.

Sit tight. What?

Could I?

Be my guest.

This...this angel,

this Jackie,

this stunning,

multi-gifted woman.

You do wonderful work.

Some people don't understand her.

They don't get it. But they will.

I'll make them.

I'll force them because...

I love her so much.

And I think I can get her

a TV commercial.

God wants to know what kind of

a TV commercial. Network, national.

God says yes!

Isn't she great?

'Then came the happiest day

of my life.

'We rushed down to City Hall,

and I kept my word.'

This way, boys!

Oh! Hello, boys!

'We had full press coverage.

All seven dailies.'

Back, please. Do your stuff, honey.

And I got her that commercial.

Why, hello. I'm Jacqueline Susann, and

when I'm not appearing on stage or screen,

you'll find me right here surrounded

by everything I love best,

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