Duckay
POWER! I am the Elessar King! Fear me and my ultimate power! I own the one ring. My precious... Is this the right size again? No, too bad.
So yes, fear me or else I will...confuse your friends. Because I can. Clearly you've never been to Singapore... And uh, Swing Heil!
M,
This is a very important message. I know your name. It is... Ok, ok, I won't say it out loud. Meredith! Ouch! That was not very nice. You're a mean old bitch. Your husband is unsatisfactory in bed like all those fortune cookies say. I'm just assuming! Stop hitting me!
Fine, I'll take you to the royal ball. In the Casino. Yes, yes you get to wear...whatever it is you people wear. Dresses or something like that. You know Vesper... Dammit, stop hitting me! She's hot, what can I say?!
Fine, hold your gun up to my head. Universal Exports won't be so happy when they see the sticky, rotting brains from my head sitting on your office chair. Neither will Clive Ow--I mean 006! Shit, Daniel Dan, stay in character... And note to self: I need a better nickname. Something with strength like... James. Yes. I think I will become Bond. James Bond. Shush up Judi! I've finally seen the light! I will be Bond! James Bond FOREVER!!!! And now back to the movie as Martin's bitching at me...
This message will self-destruct in... Oh shit, wrong action movie. Ciao. Fine. *Picks up the phone and dials a random number - his cell phone, from M's desk phone. Whispering* Six minutes...
So yes, fear me or else I will...confuse your friends. Because I can. Clearly you've never been to Singapore... And uh, Swing Heil!
M,
This is a very important message. I know your name. It is... Ok, ok, I won't say it out loud. Meredith! Ouch! That was not very nice. You're a mean old bitch. Your husband is unsatisfactory in bed like all those fortune cookies say. I'm just assuming! Stop hitting me!
Fine, I'll take you to the royal ball. In the Casino. Yes, yes you get to wear...whatever it is you people wear. Dresses or something like that. You know Vesper... Dammit, stop hitting me! She's hot, what can I say?!
Fine, hold your gun up to my head. Universal Exports won't be so happy when they see the sticky, rotting brains from my head sitting on your office chair. Neither will Clive Ow--I mean 006! Shit, Daniel Dan, stay in character... And note to self: I need a better nickname. Something with strength like... James. Yes. I think I will become Bond. James Bond. Shush up Judi! I've finally seen the light! I will be Bond! James Bond FOREVER!!!! And now back to the movie as Martin's bitching at me...
This message will self-destruct in... Oh shit, wrong action movie. Ciao. Fine. *Picks up the phone and dials a random number - his cell phone, from M's desk phone. Whispering* Six minutes...