Marlon, inner voice: “Why do I insist on bringing my wife to these staff meetings?”
Elizabeth, outer voice: “Where the hell is my vodka gimlet? I ordered one an hour ago.”
Marlon, outer voice: “Honey, let’s hold off a bit. I don’t know who you ordered from, but they won’t be bringing you alcohol. That’s not what they do here.”
Elizabeth, inner voice: “What possessed me to marry this man? Was I that desperate to get away from my parents?”
Elizabeth, outer voice: “You are really annoying me right now. Why can’t you support your wife?”
Marlon, inner voice: “Apparently paying all the bills so you don’t have to get off the couch in the living room is not considered supportive.”
Marlon, outer voice: “Honey, perhaps we shouldn’t direct our anger in ways that are not productive. You know I support you completely.”
Marlon, inner voice: “Not really. Especially when it comes to that breach-birth hairdo you picked out.”
Elizabeth, inner voice: “He’s acting like I don’t know that he would rather be with his military buddies than spend two seconds with me. I know his type. I was in a movie with Rock Hudson years ago.”
Elizabeth, outer voice, not realizing she had shifted modes: “I guess he’s only in it for my trust fund.”
Marlon, inner voice: “Trust fund? News to me. I might be able to tolerate that hairdo after all.”
Marlon, outer voice: “What’s this about a trust fund, my beloved angel? Is there some money I don’t know about?”
Elizabeth, inner voice: “Aw, hell. See, this is what happens when people don’t bring me vodka gimlets when I ask for them.”
Elizabeth, outer voice: “Oh, that. Well, it’s in Daddy’s will that if I produce an heir, I get seven million dollars.”
Marlon, outer voice: “Seriously? Then we should get to producing.”
Elizabeth, outer and inner voice: “But that means we have to actually have sex.”
Marlon, outer and inner voice: “Hmm. Can I convince you to wear a uniform?”
Man behind the couple, leaning over to his partner, outer voice: “Girl, this just got really interesting.”
Previously published in “Crusty Pie” and “Bonnywood Manor”. No changes made for this post.
Categories: Past Imperfect
Bonnywood Manor 
Goes to show that you can’t trust your inner and outer voices. Eventually they’ll do the dirty on you.
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Right? We might as well tell the truth to begin with, as the subterfuge takes a lot of careful planning and scripting…
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LMAO
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I’m glad you enjoyed. Messing with old movie stills just tickles me immensely… 😉
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😐 Um. Who knew stars of the glittering firmament (voice of that blonde woman from “Singing in the Rain” whose name I can never remember, but whose voice I’ll NEVER forget.) had range and depth enough to support both inner and outer voices? Still. The conversations we have with ourselves are best kept inside most of the time. Well MINE are. I could be arrested for thinking those things, particularly about orange tw*t waffles who think they are king. I digress. Again. Ahem. Elizabeth looks outraged and that ‘beauty mark’ on her cheek looks ready to take flight, as do her ‘girls’. She looks mighty pissed off. Still. Better pissed off than pissed on. Unless one is into that sort of thing I suppose. Bring the damned gimlet already.
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It was Elizabeth’s expression that sparked the whole story. She is just NOT happy about something and I had to imagine why.
While it’s often true that our inner thoughts are best kept under wraps, I do have to say that I actually admire the folks who tell it like it as and don’t look back. They might lose some “friends” along the way, but are they really friends if they can’t handle the truth? Still, despite my admiration, I generally take the easy and polite way out, holding my tongue. Maybe someday….
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Being related to someone who lived by the code of ‘let it all fly and damned those who can’t take it’, I admire the prudent ‘keep it to yourself’ school of thought. And yes dear, we SHALL OVERCOME. One day! 🙂
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I love it …..no control over inner voice….well outer either🙄
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And as this old oak continues to grow, I care less and less who hears which voice… 😉
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Lol, and you are damn right😎
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I was trying to think of something witty to say about inners and outers, when I googled the movie and thought, holy hell, how did they make a movie like that in ’67?! Sounds way more scandalous than Suddenly Last Summer.
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Right? It’s a bizarre little movie. (Okay, maybe not so little, considering the star talent and the director.) On the flip side, the book goes even further. Still and all, movies THESE days don’t take the chances they did in the 60s and 70s. I miss that…
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LOL! I miss Liz and her gorgeous self and all her marriages. Excellent story fodder. These inner and outer voices are hilarious. Your version works perfectly with their expressions.
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Liz was great. She was one of the first to turn her back on the publicity machine of Hollywood and do exactly what she wanted. Sure, she had 700 marriages, but hey, she was doing her best to find the right one. So many folks settle and make do, and she didn’t want any part of that…
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Liz was awesome! I too admired her lack of tolerance for bullshit. I was always fascinated by her, as a magnificent actress, her seeming irresistibleness (word?) to men and her voluptuous beauty (okay, that was sheer jealousy on my part.)
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