Jan 07, 2005 20:08
Dude.
Today was so great.
Like you don't even understand.
I'm watching..
"The Birdcage"!!
Oh yeah!!
- Al, You old son of a bitch! How ya doin'? How do you feel about that call today? I mean the Dolphins! Fourth-and-three play on their 30 yard line with only 34 seconds to go!
- How do you think I feel? Betrayed, Bewildered.. Wrong response?
- You do an eclectic celebration of the dance! You do Fosse, Fosse, Fosse! You do Martha Graham, Martha Graham, Martha Graham! Or Twyla, Twyla, Twyla! Or Michael Kidde, Michael Kidde, Michael Kidde, Michael Kidde! Or Madonna, Madonna, Madonna!.. But you keep it all inside.
- Don't give me that tone!
- What tone?
- That sarcastic contemptuous tone that means you know everything because you're a man and I know nothing because I'm a woman.
- You're not a woman.
- Oh, You bastard!
- You're going to the cemetery with your toothbrush. How Egyptian.
- What are you giving him drugs for? What the hell are Pirin tablets?
- It's aspirin with the "A" and the "S" scraped off.
- My God, What a brilliant idea!
- I know.
- Oh God, I pierced the toast!
- So what? The important thing to remember is not to go to pieces when that happens. You have to react like a man, Calmly. You have to say to yourself, "Albert, You pierced the toast, So what? It's not the end of your life."
- Armand Goldman, You old so-and-so! How 'bout those Dolphins!.. Screaming queen?
- He blew a BUBBLE with his GUM while I was singing. He can't do that while I'm SINGING!
HERE YOU GO ERIN!!
- Armand, Why don't you let me be in the show? Are you afraid of my Guatemalan-ness?
- Your what?
- My Guatemalan-ness, My natural heat. You're afraid I'm too primitive to be on the stage with your little estrogen rockettes, right?
- You're right. I'm afraid of your heat.
- You can.. cook, Right?
- Your father seems to think so..
- Fuck the shrimp.
More to come later.
I love this movie.