Rich Man, Poor Man

Tommy: Channel 38's showing Rich Man, Poor Man - all 12 parts.   
Paul: No shit? 
Tommy: Back to back.   
Paul:  Holy shit. Fuck! Fuck! 364 nights a year I do dick. The one night I decide to go out...You gotta tape it for me.   
Tommy: Can't do it.
Paul: Why not?   
Tommy:  You can't tape Rich Man, Poor Man. You gotta watch it with the  commercials just like everybody else.   
Paul: That's a good point.   
Tommy:  Falcon Eddie.   
Paul:  Man, was there ever a more terrifying  screen villain than Falcon Eddie?   
Tommy:  Nope.     
Paul: You're gonna watch it?
Tommy: Yep.   
Paul: All 12 parts?
Tommy: Back to back.   
Paul:  Shit. It's a tough call. You're a bastard.   
Tommy:  Yep.   
Paul:  Oh, shit...   

As you know I've seen Beautiful Girls a zillion times, but I don't think it's ever occurred to me that Rich Man, Poor Man was a real thing. And yet here I am, in the middle of a 12-hour marathon of it. I've come in on like the 9th episode, but yes, it's oddly intoxicating.