rogers park bryan wrote:
good dolphin wrote:
rogers park bryan wrote:
I hope Drinky and IceGirl are together for some reason. It has an us against the world romance to it. (despite the sordid path they may have taken)
She's about the best goomah in the world. Janet Rossi never defended Henry like Ice Ice Baby does drinky.
Janice didnt either
Drinky as James Woods and IG as Sharon Stone from Casino might be more apt
Mr IG sees IG and Drinky coming off the Motel 6 private jet.
IG wobbles a little as she comes down the ramp.
IG
(Waving brightly)
Hi, Mr IG
Mr IG picks AMY up and hugs her, ignoring IG. They walk to
the car and drive off.
INT. Mr IG's CAR - NIGHT
AMY looks on from the back seat.
Mr IG
So, what'd ya do with it?
IG
With what?
Mr IG
With the money.
IG
He needed some clothes.
Mr IG
(Sighs)
Twenty-five thousand for clothes.
IG
He wanted a watch, too.
Mr IG
Twenty-five thousand for clothes and
a watch.
IG
Mm-hm.
Mr IG
Mm-hm.
INT. Hugo's Frog Bar- NIGHT
walk towards a table overlooking the colorful lights of
downtown Vegas.
MAITRE D'
...good evening. Signora.
IG
Gino.
MAITRE D'
This way.
Mr IG Voice over
(as they are led to
their table)
The good part was, I had Amy back.
So, we went home, had the housekeeper
stay over, put the kid to bed, I
calmed myself down and we went to
dinner. I tried to keep things nice
and civil, you know. But... hey,
twenty-five thousand for three suits?
That doesn't make much sense.
Mr IG
(Seated across from
IG at a booth)
First of all, he's not gonna wear f-
thousand-dollar suits. But let's say
he did, which he won't. How you gonna
get fitted for twenty-five suits in
three days? I, um, I mean, how could
you get fitted that fast? I can't
get fitted that fast, and I pay twice
as much.
IG
I bought him a watch too.
Mr IG
Yeah.
IG
Yeah.
Mr IG
But even if you bought him a watch,
a really nice watch, one that he
thought was nice - and he doesn't
know what the fuck a good watch is -
so, you go, five, ten, twelve grand?
IG
Yeah.
Mr IG
At the most, which is impossible for
him.
She glances to the table behind them.
Mr IG
Plus, at the most, three suits, a
thousand apiece. That still leaves
what? Around ten thousand?
IG
(Staring down at her
plate, trying to
restrain herself)
Would you knock it off, Mr IG?
Mr IG
I'm just tryin' to figure it out.
IG
There's nothin' to figure out. I'm
home... we're workin' it out.
She takes a drink of Prosecco
Mr IG
Yeah, but I've been told that before,
'We're workin' it out.' You think
that you're home... after what you
just put me through with Amy, is a
favor to me?
She looks at Mr IG
Mr IG
(Pause)
So, counting the watch, let's say
another four thousand for expenses
over the weekend... of which you
must have had a good time. I know he
did. That's for sure. I know that...
fuckin' piece of shit had a good
fuckin' time. On my money. You might
as well have fucked him, which you
probably did anyway.
IG glares at him.
Mr IG
You're lookin' at me a certain way.
You - you're teary-eyed, huh? You're
upset. You're a good actress, you
know that? Good fuckin' actress.
You can fuckin' get that pity out of
people. I'm not a john, you
understand? You always thought I
was, but I'm not. And I'm not a
sucker. That fuckin' pimp cocksucker.
He's lucky I didn't kill him last
time. Lucky he's fuckin' livin'.