Merrill Gruver: Karen
Richard : Karen, why are you doing this?
Karen : I was constipated.
Richard : Oh, you liar!
Karen : Don't tell mom and dad, Richard.
Richard : Why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't I tell them? You are ruining my life!
Karen : If you do, I'll tell them about you and your "private" life.
Richard : You say one word to them, one fucking word...
Richard : Karen, wake up. Come on, we've got fifteen minutes.
[discovers laxatives by Karen's bed]
Richard : What are you doing with these?
Karen : Oh, I'm so sleepy.
Richard : How many laxatives did you take?
Karen : I hardly remember.
Richard : What are you trying to do? Ruin both our careers? Now, get up. Drink some coffee. Now, come on! We've got fifteen minutes! Redo your makeup! You're a mess!
Karen : Where am I?
Mother : You're in the hospital, Dear.
Richard : You collapsed on stage.
Dad : From exhaustion and malnutrition.
Mother : You'll be here five more days.
Dad : Then home for plenty of rest.
Richard : You're going to be under Mom's constant care.
Mother : I'll cook for you.
Richard : She's gonna fatten you up. NO-MORE-DIETING.
Dad : No more laxatives.
Mother : And we'll ALL be together again.
Karen : How's your meat?
Richard : Fine. How's your salad?
Karen : Horrible. I can't eat it.
Richard : Send it back.
Karen : I'm not even hungry. So sick of road food.
Richard : Just 2 more months to go, then we'll be
Karen : I know, we'll be home, for 2 weeks. It's just wearing on me.
Richard : Well you don't take care of yourself, Karen. You don't eat. I really think this diet of yours is the problem. I mean Karen, you look really thin.
Karen : I like the way I look.
Richard : Karen, you starve yourself, all you ever eat is salad and iced tea.
Karen : I really don't know why you're making a big deal out of this.
Richard : [pushes his plate over] Here, eat this, I just want to SEE you take a bite, come on, Karen.
Karen : I don't want to, stop it!
Richard : Why? Why can't you take just ONE bite?
Richard : We are still catching up from the setback you had 6 years ago! Karen, people are talking about you, your fans are worried, I can hear them gasping when we walk on stage! Now what the hell are we supposed to do about that?
Karen : Richard! I know, I know I'm sick. I know something's wrong, I need help.
Richard : What do you mean sick? Mentally?
Karen : Richard, have you ever heard the word anorexia?
Richard : Of course, I've heard people call you that.
Karen : Richard, I am that. And I guess I'm just beginning to realize that it isn't something good.
Mother : Did you notice the way she cleaned her plate?
Karen : Mother, didn't you know there are children starving in Africa?
Richard : But it's true, she's even back to her old favorites now: chili and tacos.
Karen : And that 3-course meal at St. Germain's, after the Grammy reunion.
Richard : You haven't lost a pound.
Karen : Or gained.
Mother : A hundred and eight!
Mr. A&M : Who else has heard this tape?
Richard : RCA, Columbia, uh Dekka.
Mr. A&M : And they all turned you down?
Karen : They said it wouldn't sell.
Richard : That hard rock's in.
Karen : And wholesome's out.
Mr. A&M : What's your name?
Karen : Me? Karen.
Mr. A&M : Karen, I like your voice. Tell you the truth, I think you kids have really got something here. Karen and Richard Carpenter, just a couple of kids next door. Now listen to me, you kids are young, fresh, and it'll just be up to me to make young and fresh a happening thing. I know it's a rough road out there and the stakes are high, don't you worry, we're a real family here at A&M, we'll take real good care of you, all you have to do is put yourself in my hands.
Mother : [taking Karen's measurements] Waist, 28, thighs, 20.
Karen : Why do you need thighs?
Mother : For the pants suit, the hip hugger.
Karen : I thought we decided against the hip hugger.
Mother : The pants suit's adorable, you can't just wear long dresses, Karen, I don't care what you read about the midi or the maxi.
Karen : I will NOT wear the hip hugger thing, Mother, it makes me look really fat.
Mother : [laughs] Fat! I swear, ever since that stupid columnist called you, hardy or something.
Karen : They called me chubby.
Mother : Whatever, chubby, you have just been so fanatical about your weight. I mean that thing really went to your head.
Karen : Oh it did not, I just want to start watching what I eat.
Mother : Karen, you lost plenty of weight on the Stillman diet and you look just fine now, alright? Now that's all I want to hear on the subject, you just concentrate on your career.
Karen : That's what I AM doing, but you've got to look good in my career.