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Edna: Oh Margie, I'm so excited! There's a brand-spanking new episode of Supernatural tonight! I swan, it seems like it's been ages since there was a new episode, even though I know it's only been a couple of months. I do so look forward to seeing those Winchester boys again.
Margie: I look forward to seeing my hunka, hunka burning love. That's Jensen if you didn't know. My stars, Edna, that young man just brings out the worst in me.
I could talk about him all day. Sometimes I just sit in my rocking chair and close my eyes and...
Never you mind the rest, Edna.
Edna: Land's sake, I don't want to hear the rest, Margie! My goodness, there is more to that show than just eye candy, you hussy. Don't you even care about poor Dean and what he said happened to him in H-E-L-L? And what about Anna, do you think she made it back to Heaven? And that horrible demon, Alistair--oooh, he gave me the shivers. Think we've seen the last of him?
Margie: There's more than eye candy? I know that! Dean is my heart candy.
Anyway, Edna, I care a lot about Dean. I don't like those demons a bit. No, I doubt we've seen the last of Alistair.
I don't know about Anna but I know I'd be in Heaven if I'd been in that back seat with Dean.
Edna: Margie, you should be ashamed of yourself. All I know is, Supernatural comes back tonight and I won't be watching it and looking for any cheap thrills, unlike some other shallow people I could name.
Margie: Edna, I do believe you've already forgotten your New Year's resolutions. You aren't being nice to me at all.
Thank goodness Supernatural is coming back so you'll shut up for an hour!
Edna: Kiss my grits, Margie! It was a stupid resolution, anyway.
Margie: Edna, we make resolutions every New Year yet we never keep them. Why is that? I think I'll make some sensible ones this year.
Last year we said we'd cut back on eating so much chocolate and I declare I believe we ate more than ever. So, this year, I'll just say that I resolve to watch how much chocolate I eat.
Edna: That is indeed a sensible resolution, Margie, you go ahead and work on that if you want. But I'll tell you right now, I think the reason we never keep our resolutions is because they aren't any fun. So I'm going the frivolous route on my resolutions this time. After all, I'm an old lady; why shouldn't I enjoy my twilight years if I want to?
I'm going to try to be more glamorous this year. Hopefully Santa will bring me those sequinned tennis shoes I asked for. If not, I've got plenty of glittery rhinestone jewelry. I resolve to wear at least one sparkly thing every day.
Margie: Lord have mercy on us all. Edna, I think you're in the Twilight Zone with the stuff you come out wearing sometimes.
I never thought of glamorous as a term that describes you. However, if you can have such a silly resolution then I resolve to ogle more young men when I can.
Edna: Then I resolve not to criticize you when you do, even if I think you're a scandalous old hussy. Which I do.
But on that note, I resolve to try not to fight as much with you this year. Although you try my nerves on a daily basis.
Margie: I think you're a moron but I resolve to find a new name for you.
Edna, I resolve to try and hold my temper when you forget that you said you'd try not to fight as much with me.
Edna: And I resolve not to remind you what a shrew you are when you get mad and yell at me for something really silly.
Hmm, we're already not doing too well on our resolutions, are we? I really do resolve to be nicer to you, Margie. After all, you're the only family I have left, Lord help me.
Margie: And I resolve to be nicer to you, Edna. If you get tired of me being nice then you can move to Florida and be part of the Biddy Bunch.
Edna: Gladly. Now, I'm off to go look through my jewelry box for something glittery to wear tomorrow. Try to stay out of the chocolate, Margie.
