Marlon, center left: “Honey, these gentlemen would like to speak to you about our houseboy who went missing last night.” Elizabeth, center right: “Why on earth would they think I had anything to do with that?” Marlon: “Well, it’s your hair, dear. It’s obvious that it can’t be […]
At the very last moment, the Sharks hired Marlon Soprano, a freelance dancer who didn’t care which team he played for as long as he got to perform his signature move, a double backflip ending in a manly split dripping with testosterone but no actual damage to the […]
Marlon: “I know you’re keeping secrets from me, now spill it!” Vivien: “Moi? Why, whatever could you be talking about?” Marlon: “Like why is this hand so much bigger than your other one?” Note: This is part of an on-going experiment at Bonnywood. Details found here.
Director: “Has anybody seen Marlon? I need him on the set.” Bitter Scriptwriter: “Why does he have to be here? My words are superb. Anybody could do this scene, assuming that they can read.” Not-bitter Production Assistant who still believed that she could bed The Brando given the […]
Brian, left: “What the hell are you doing? I’m standing here looking incredibly sexy even though there seems to be something neutered going on with my pants.” Mary, right: “I’m just so fed up with people I want to scream and bang on something loud.” Brian: “Okay. Are […]
On the movie set of “Reflections in a Golden Eye”… Director John Huston: “And over here, Liz will make her entrance in some crap designed by Valentino.” Actor Marlon Brando: “That explains all the lights. But why the big production?” John: “Because it’s Elizabeth Taylor. She never […]
Walter, internally: “I don’t know why we’re doing this. I only went on this date so my parents would quit pestering me about the fact that I haven’t shown any interest in women since birth. I want to stay in my father’s will, naturally, because an inherited lifestyle […]
Vivien: “I see that you are sweating. Are you finally ready to admit that you want me more than anything in the world?” Marlon: “Nope, that’s not it. Some drunk guy on Bourbon Street threw his beer at me.” Vivien: “Oh, so that’s the game you’re playing. Making […]
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 […]
Kim: “Now, Marlon, let’s not jump to conclusions here.” Marlon: “How can I not jump? I come home from a hard day’s work of looking sexy as hell on the streets of New Orleans and I find this!” Kim: “It’s not what you think.” Marlon: “Well, I think […]
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