Jeff Conaway credited as playing...
Marcie's Father
- Marcie: [in dining room] Dad, don't be a dick.
- Marcie's Father: *What* did you say?
- Marcie: Are you gonna launch into another lecture on the ugliness of profanity?
- Marcie's Father: I just wish you could hear yourself. You sound uneducated.
- Marcie: Dad...
- Marcie's Father: And you know what? It reflects on your parents.
- Marcie: Pa-*rent.*
- Marcie's Father: That's right. I gotta be the Mom and the Dad.
- Marcie: Whatever.
- Marcie's Father: I was watching Oprah today...
- Marcie: Hmm. That must be the Mom in you.
- Marcie's Father: [not put off his sttide] And you know what the topic was?
- Marcie: Lemme guess. Club kids?
- Marcie's Father: No. It was "Is your child a follower?"
- Marcie: [smirks] I'm done.
- Marcie's Father: And you know what?
- Marcie: Can I go now?
- Marcie's Father: I was deeply concerned, because, yes, Oprah, my child is a follower.
- Marcie: You're so lame, you don't even have any friends.
- Marcie's Father: Oh, whatever happened to my sweet little Brownie?
- [tries to rub her cheek]
- Marcie: [pulls away] Stop.
- Marcie's Father: My Girl Scout? You remember the Tiffany concert?
- [chuckles]
- Marcie's Father: You loved Tiffany!
- [sings:]
- Marcie's Father: I think we're alone now...
- Marcie: Oh, my God!
- [clutches her head in pain]
- Marcie's Father: [continues singing] There doesn't seem to be anyone around...
- Marcie: [doorbell rings] Thank God!
