The Brady Sequel gets a lot raunchier, too, with a major subplot about Greg and Marcia's seemingly inappropriate budding love affair, and plenty of innuendo outside of that. The primary plot concerns a stolen artifact, which just so happens to be residing in the Brady residence. When Carol's first husband Roy (Tim Matheson), presumed dead, shows up looking for it, havoc breaks loose. Turns out he's a thief and will do anything to get it; along the way he fiddles with that old-fashioned Brady do-gooder spirit, telling Peter he has to "lie, cheat, steal, or kill" in order to make it in "the big house."
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After spending the better part of his adult life in a storm of estrogen, OB-GYN Dr. Sullivan Travis (Richard Gere) is still a man in awe of women and still at a loss to understand them.
The fashionable gynecologist to every flaky high society dame in Dallas, his overbooked office waiting room is always a circus of air-kissing aristocrats in leopard print hats and feather boas.
At home he has a wife (Farrah Fawcett) who may be ready for a stay at a well-heeled asylum. Also under his roof are one slightly ditzy daughter (Kate Hudson) preoccupied with planning her deluxe wedding and another offspring (Tara Reid) who wants to throw a wrench in the works because she's suspicious of the curious influence the bourgeois maid of honor (Liv Tyler) seems to have over her sister.
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