Dana And The Deep Blue Sea
Dan has fallen head over heals for Rebecca, a woman he met on the elevator who works in accounting. He has tried to charm (some might say “stalk”) her ever since their chance meeting, but she has shown no interest whatsoever. Literally, her go-to phrase is, “Dan, I’m not interested”. Dan later discovers why.
You see, Rebecca had been married to one of Dan’s colleagues and in a conversation earlier in the episode with Jeremy, she would say that sportscasters are “self-absorbed, narrow minded, immature people of limited intelligence and limitless ego.”
Dan, afforded the information that Jeremy later shared with him, went to Rebecca to set a few things straight:
Dan: How you doing?
Rebecca: Dan.
Dan: I knew I knew you.
Rebecca: Yes.
Dan: You’re Steve Sisco’s wife.
Rebecca: Ex-wife.
Dan: We were introduced once.
Rebecca: Yes.
Dan: Why have you been pretending you didn’t remember?
Rebecca: Look who’s talking. You didn’t remember me and you weren’t pretending.
Dan: Yeah, but then we met in the elevator, and you pretended you didn’t remember me after that until you did remember me later but then you didn’t want to go out with me anyway.
Rebecca: That’s right.
Dan: Because sportscasters are self-absorbed narrow-minded people of limited intelligence and limitless ego.
Rebecca: That’s right.
Dan: Let me tell you something. First of all, I’m a sports ANCHOR not a sportscaster. Second of all you married a jerk. I know about Steve Sisco. Everybody knows about Steve Sisco. Sister, you married a loser. And the fact that you think that that man’s low grade brand of manhood is anyway indicative of my profession is beneath your obvious intelligence and class. What guys like that do to women like you makes me absolutely crazy…Will you look at this? You’re working late, I have a show to do in about 10 minutes just 12 stories up. There’s no earthly reason why you shouldn’t be having dinner with me after the show. It would be midnight and we’d go to a great place and I’d ask you about your day because I genuinely do care about your day. And I’d be funny and you’d have a good time…And I can’t believe that none of that’s gonna happen ’cause once there was a time you married an idiot. I’ve got to get back to my job. Which, rest assured, I do considerably better than Steve Sisco.
Do you know anyone who went to a physical therapist and referred to their treatment as “pain and torture”? How about the patient who has been repeatedly told, “No pain, no gain!” Have you watched those same people swear off therapy, never to seek out care again, because of the discomfort associated with coercive treatment and a lack of progress/success?
Unknowingly, they married their care to the Steve Sisco of therapy and (much like Rebecca) they deserved better; they just didn’t know any better.