Anne, far left: “Well, what do we have here? It appears that George has arrived, dubiously escorting some young strumpet with stars in her eyes. How gauche.”
Bette, near left: “Oh, come now, Anne. If memory serves, you were the strumpet in question a mere two days ago, when I found you practically wetting yourself in the alley behind the theater where I was performing. Just because you got here first doesn’t mean that you have any better chance at ruining my career than the harlot on George’s arm. Let’s hear what the inappropriately-matched couple has to say. George? Pray tell.”
Marilyn, near right: “Before my Uncle Daddy opens his acidic mouth and verbally slaughters both of you, I’d like to point out that, despite the fact that I have better breasts than everyone in this entire building, I have actually read a book or two. And the only time I have been on my back in order to advance my career was the unfortunate time when I lost my footing whilst performing opera at the Teatro de Milagro in Barcelona. It was completely unplanned, of course, but The Pope just happened to be in the audience. And he was so moved by my physical interpretation of Mary Magdalene’s devotion to Jesus that he issued a papal decree that I should be canonized and churches should be built in my virginal honor. Now, what were you saying about the worthiness of me being escorted by my Uncle Daddy?”
Anne: “I’m thinking that I need to learn opera.”
Bette: “And I’m thinking that I now understand why all of the Kennedy brothers will eventually line up to watch you flop on your back again.”
George, far right: “Well, then. With so many people around me eating crow, I just realized that I’m a bit famished. Could you point us in the direction of the tapas bar?”
Previously published, tiny changes made. And yes, this one is oozing trivia and may not resonate with some, but such is life at Bonnywood. By the way, bonus points if you can identify all the actors and the movie before reading the helpful tags at the end. Cheers.
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