6.40 for the good stuff (although it’s Rosie Perez – it’s all good stuff)
Ma: Who were you talking to?
Me: A friend.
Ma: Which one?
Me: Beth.
Silence.
Me: What?
Ma: Is that her real name? I mean, are you sure?
Me (thinking): Uh-oh, somebody’s been reading about the dangers of online predators again.
Me: Yes, of course that’s her name. Why?
Ma: Well, what kind of name is “Depth?”
sitaji
November 20, 2010 at 1:25 pm
Thanks for posting! I LOVE Rosie! Ever since I saw her in
Beth
November 20, 2010 at 4:05 pm
BWAHAHAAHAHA! Don’t worry – my parents (who both have PhDs in history, mind you) still sometimes call the language of the films I watch “Hindu.”
And FINALLY I have confused someone’s mother! My plans to morph into the ultimate Evil Vestern Voman are beginning to come true!
cinemachaat
November 20, 2010 at 6:19 pm
I get that a lot but about my name.
What’s your name?
Temple
No, I meant your first name?
Temple
No, your REAL name!
Temple
It’s quite vexing not to be believed!
Sue
November 22, 2010 at 6:52 am
What’s wrong with the name? It’s got, er, depth?
DewdropDream
November 22, 2010 at 11:19 am
HAHAHA!!!
Well, at least she didn’t think it was ‘debt’
And HAHA! again at Beth’s ‘Vestern Voman’ and Sue’s comment
dipali
November 22, 2010 at 1:06 pm
Grinning from ear to ear:)
CheeC
November 22, 2010 at 6:28 pm
Rosie was a riot as that cop character in Pineapple Express. That’s the first I saw her, and promptly looked her up!
I must say to DD above that ‘debt’ is what some of us owe you, Amrita, for regularly sharing these Ferg fests! I absolutely enjoyed watching these two happily traipse over eggshells, while engaged in hilarious ‘bawdy’ talk (e.g. toes… painted, chopped – love it!).
BTW the “Ma-Me” exchange above would make for fine comic-strip material. And oh, speaking of “predators” I watched that Rodrigues homage to all things Arnold just this Friday and, well, mixed feelings, actually. Nothing can even come close to the original Predator. I did like some of the lines though. Particularly, this exchange between Isabelle and Royce (played by Alice Braga and Adrien Brody; he introduces himself to her only toward the movie’s end, when she’s momentarily paralyzed and practically dying — and this after going to hell and back together, for the duration of the movie):
Isabelle: What happened to you? What made you so fucked up?
Royce: There is no hunting like the hunting of a man. And those who’ve hunted armed men long enough, and like it, never really care for anything else thereafter.
Isabelle: That’s pretty poetic. Did you come up with that all by yourself?
Royce: No, actually. That was Hemingway.