Okay, let's hear it. We trashed the Avedon, the Luau Lounge - what's our beef with...

Frank Baker: Okay, let's hear it. We trashed the Avedon, the Luau Lounge - what's our beef with 'Feelings'? Susie Diamond: Nothing... except who cares? I mean, does anybody really need to hear 'Feelings' again in their lifetime? It's like parsley, okay? Take it away, nobody's going to know the difference. Frank Baker: 'Feelings' is not parsley! Susie Diamond: Frank, to you 'Feelings' may be goddamn filet mignon, but to me, it's parsley. It's *less* than parsley. Frank Baker: Look, 'Feelings,' despite what you may think of it, has always been one of the bright moments of the show, and a consistent crowd-pleaser, and consequently we have an obligation to perform it. If we didn't, the audience would be disappointed. Susie Diamond: Oh. Well, they weren't exactly crying their eyes out on New Year's Eve. Frank Baker: You passed over 'Feelings'? Susie Diamond: Yeah. Oh, and 'Bali Hai' went out with the bathwater, too. Frank Baker: Ah ha. I see. The cat goes away for the night, and the mice take over the orchestra. Susie Diamond: Hey! I ain't no mouse. Frank Baker: That's right - you're parsley.