I want to speak about Frida not as her husband, but as an artist. I admire her. Her work is acid and tender… hard as steel… and fine as a butterfly’s wing. Loveable as a smile… cruel as… the bitterness of life. I don’t believe… that ever before has a women put such agonized poetry on canvas.
I like Hawkeye getting a taste of what it’s like to run the camp. Margaret’s mock salute is the icing on the cake.
I like how she comforts him, despite that he was far for perfect that day, and then she mocks him, and teases him. True friendship ;)
I don’t think he appreciated it at all. :P It would have been nice to show that Hawkeye took away a bit more of an understanding of how stressful it was to run the unit, but if he learnt that, he never showed it. It was clear he didn’t cope well being in charge with all the responsibility he had, but he also ended up in a worse position than Potter. He had no experience running a M*A*S*H unit so had no clue what to do (even though Radar did most of the things that needed doing), but there was still things he had to make decisions on. Charles was sick which put him a surgeon down and Potter wasn’t there to give him any back up or guidance (of course, Hawkeye running the unit with Potter there would have been odd), putting him a second surgeon down and then BJ left to pick up the wounded soldier at the Aid Station.
It’s no wonder Hawkeye is still in the midst of a hissy fit when Potter gets back.
Yeah, he didn’t do very well that day. I like the episode for intresting view, on how he badly coped with such responsibiltes and I always remember two lines: “Now I know why they shoot people at sunrise. Who wants to live at 6:00 in the morning?” (I think I’ll make this my personal motto) and “Whoever said it was lonely at the top?” ;))
"They met at a Manhattan party during which a rum cake accidentally toppled off the top of the refrigerator. Rather than see the hostess suffer hurt feelings, Arlene Weiss and her new friend, Mr. Alda, sat down and ate the cake off the floor with spoons.
”We were the only two people who did it,” she recalled with a smile the other day, ”and I think it cemented our friendship for life. That sort of playfulness has stood us in good stead for 24 years.’