“Jerri, I think we need to talk.” “I guess we need to come up with an excuse when we are asked the reason for the annulment.” “The hell with what your agent wants you to do. I want to know what you want to do. You being a fashion model, people are going to say some stupid crap about me using my parents’ money to get you to marry me. Now that you are becoming an actress, and everyone knows I wasn’t in the picture, they are going to use that as another reason why I’m with you.” “You have got to be kidding me. Rudy, other than the people tied to the movie knew I was even shooting it so it would be a surprise. As far as anyone knows, I’m just a super fan who is allowed to hang around. I’m more concern with what is going to happen …show more content…
“I knew we shouldn’t have listened to you. Let’s all go to a fashion show and get Rudy hooked up with a fashion model. Let’s all go be extras in a movie. Let’s see how much of a dent we can put into all this free stuff at our own private movie star wrap party like the one we had just gone to.” “Well, we did Rudy get hooked up with a super model.” “Parker got you with that one, Lucas,” Russell said, as he shook his head. “I must admit I was happy that Marlene had finally shown her true colors before our boy was stuck with her. But, I’m sure Parker is going to come up with one of his famous excuses how the three of us are now married, and who you and I are married to. Rudy is the only one who woke up with his wife and the picture on the TV shows clearly who he had snatched up.” “How am I supposed to know who I had got hitched to, let alone who was dumb enough to pick you two.” “I’ll settle this myself,” Lucas said, and snatched the champagne bottle out of my hand and one long drink. “Excuse me. I’m having a problem remembering what happened last night. I don’t want to sound as if I’m ungrateful someone was unlucky and ended up with me, but who’s the unlucky one who got stuck with
“ I want you to know something. I’d sue you. I’d even get Irwin Shubert to take the case. But Virgil won’t let me. He doesn’t even want to hear about it any more.”
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
“I met her before I married you. Our marriage was determined by our parents I was going to marry her, but my parents disagreed, they forced me to marry you.”
“I think that he doesn’t deserve you”. He stared back at me with those eyes that will stick with you way after the conversation is over. “Well I wish I just became a movie star with all the money, and the fame,
After Rachel swatted Chandler with her magazine she looked admiringly at her husband. "Ross that was beautiful. I agree, an intimate disclosure of our feelings and attitudes (9. Personal Phase, Haun 48) would be so refreshing compared to the boring ritualistic office small talk I 'm used to.” Rachel assured.
Couldn't do wrong with a chest full of chains and a arm full of watches
It was around midnight when a couple awoke to noises coming from their daughter’s room. Thinking it was a burglar, the father ran to the room with the mother trailing behind. What they saw surprised them. Their daughter sat in the middle of the room clutching her stuffed bear she named “Timmy”.
“Don’t ya start being reckless. Besides, we don’t know if he’s got any of the others yet. Say, where’s Slim and George at?”
"It's surprising don't you think." the man said looking to his younger counterpart, "Well me and Alexander think so that's for sure." he said with a chuckle before looking specifically at Natalie. "It doesn't take a detective to realise that they do not belong here. I don't know were they got 4000 dollars from probably stole it from some aristocrat carrying too much money." He then moved a little bit closer toward were Natalie sat offering his hand to her. "Henry Craven, we should sit down and have a chat sometime I was very excited when I saw your name on the guest list." The young man said with a obviously forced gentle smile to
“I remember a time, and it might have been from—from then, from that time you can’t explain, that you didn’t age when I did. I remember some years that you did, remember the grays going through your hair at about the same rate as mine, but then you stopped. Was that…was that something to do with the way I was with Her around?”
"Yep, the crew's going to be looking for you and that skank you call a wife." Laughing, she continues.
A thick book held by my tiny hands; my slumped back against the sturdy wall; a content expression on my childish face. Small dust particles dance in the stream of light let in by the open window. The sound of the clock had long since stopped; all I could hear now is the sound of my sound of my slow, rhythmic breathing and the vague sound of music pouring out from the computer. My body is warmed by the sunlight and my usually edgy soul is kept at rest by this serene atmosphere. Just minutes of this quiet moment is enough to soothe even the most restive bodies. In this instant reigned by peace, I am the quiet, satisfied me; the “blithe Bonnie”, who only appears when she’s concentrating on an exciting adventure called a story or simply just work or practice.
“Anyway, none of this matter, Tony, let’s not get carried away -- that wasn’t going to happen. -- It was make-believe -- this is real life. You’re in a room moments from being shot in the head. That’s as real as it gets, my friend.”
“Well, darling are you going to sing?” She asks, with a bitter smirk. I look at the crowd, Alya grins at me. I glare at her. Well, are ya? She mouths. I look down at my red dress and grin. I’ll give them a show to