It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia

Great, great show.

I don't really get the Seinfeld comparisons either, other than there are a bunch of guys and one woman and they all do a bunch of brainless and heartless things together.

 

Kramer, did you ask for the balm? Who told you to use the balm?

Any talk of comparing a show to Seinfeld is just blasphemous. But ... I'll withhold judgment until I see the show for the first time.

 

Like how everyone pretends to be disabled to pick up dates.

 

Do you know of any places I can rent in Tuscany?

I tried the show last season and didn't like it. However, since it seems all I watch is baseball highlights and poker, I'm thinking of giving this show another shot.

 

Don't even bother looking. There's nothing to rent.

 

There's nothing? In all of Tuscany?
How did you find a place?

 

I'd recommend going to see Giggio.

 

Setting: Jerry and Elaine are walking down the street and hear music approaching]

ELAINE: Hey. Hi Maestro.

(Maestro makes like a conductor waiving his hands. Elaine joins in to finish the song)

MAESTRO: Beethoven's 7th.

ELAINE: Yeah.

JERRY: Hey you know we were just talking about you.

MAESTRO: Oh yeah?

JERRY: Yeah, ya know the other day how you mentioned that there were no houses available in Tuscany?

MAESTRO: You didn't find one, did you?

JERRY: No. I'm not really looking.

MAESTRO: Nor should you.

JERRY: So are you telling me there's not one house to rent in all of Tuscany?

MAESTRO: The houses are passed down from generation to generation, it's very hard.

JERRY: I can't get a sublet, a guest room, a cot, nothing?

MAESTRO: It's booked solid!

ELAINE: It's BOOKED Jerry!

JERRY: How'd you get yours?

MAESTRO: Got lucky. Come on, Elaine, let's take a ride, I was about to pop in some Verdi.

(Elaine starts to sing in Italian. Maestro and Elaine drive away)

JERRY: Maybe I'll check out France.

 

[Setting: Dark room in the back of an Italian restaurant.]

JERRY: Ah, excuse me, I'm looking for a Mr. Giggio.

GIGGIO: Si, Si, imma Giggio.

JERRY: Poppy sent me to see you Mr. Giggio.

GIGGIO: Si, Si Poppy.

JERRY: Um, did he did he mention to you why I called?

GIGGIO: Si, the house in Tuscana.

JERRY: Yeah, right, right. So is there anything there to rent?

GIGGIO: Si. Two million lira. You give me the check.

JERRY: I didn't actually want to rent it.

GIGGIO: The keys, here are the keys. You give me the check. Two million lira. Seventeen hundred Americana. Molto generoso.

(A man approaches Mr. Giggio and whispers in his ear.)

GIGGIO: (To the man) Si, Si.

(Jerry watches the man walk away and appears to be very frightened)

JERRY: So see um, I didn't say that I wanted to rent it, I was just wondering if there were houses there to rent.

GIGGIO: Si. (hods up the keys) Thissa one!. Capiche?

(Scene ends)

 

never seen the show; I work at a sports department, therefore, I have never seen any primetime show. But I did see the cast throw out the first pitch at a Dodgers game. Apparently there is a good looking blonde in the cast, therefore, I approve.

 

I work in a sports dept. too, but not every night. And a lot of these shows on cable are rebroadcast later in the evening.

 

I saw Ide's sig sober and loved it. By drunk, that thing is absolutely mesmerizing. Right now, it is the equivalent of jingling keys in front of a dog. I just watch it, transfixed.