One is neat, one is a slob. Both are divorced and need a place to stay. That's how fussy photographer Felix Unger and sloppy sportswriter Oscar Madison end up sharing a New York City apartment. The arguments are endless but funny; it's like watching your parents fight.Written by
Tony Randall continually fretted about the show's future, as it rarely drew high ratings and was always seemingly on the verge of cancellation. Jack Klugman would often tell Randall not to worry, accurately predicting the show's success and longevity upon its reruns entering into syndication. See more »
In the opening credits for the entire series, the type of luggage Felix is carrying changes.
When he is indoors (leaving his apartment or arriving at Oscar's) he is carrying a white suitcase. But when he is walking outside he is not carrying the white suitcase. See more »
[to woman on witness stand]
Ah... you *assumed*. My dear, you should never *assume*. You see, when you *assume*
[writes the word "assume" on a blackboard]
, you make an *ass*... out of *you*... and *me*.
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I'm about the only person I know who prefers the first season (shot in cinematic style with a single camera) to later seasons, but even after they switched to the multiple-camera technique and live audience (with the accompanying broadening of the humor), it was still better than 90% of TV sitcoms ever (unlike, say, *Happy Days*, on which quality plummeted when they made a similar change).
The only thing that really interferes with my enjoyment of *TOC* is the horrible, horrible celebrity cameos.
I mean, Rodney Allen Rippy?
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