Dear God, where to start? I'll let you guys handle it. This should be fun
He's a slab of meat with a pretty face, just like all the other Hollywood ho's. You just keep him talking so you can watch him bat those pretty little eyes...then you kick him to the curb. Same old same old Hollywood drill, no matter the gender.
"“We live on an island. A giant big f - - - ing island. We don’t understand that people actually get mad at us. We still think of ourselves in terms of WW2. It’s not uncommon for us to say to France, ‘Hey, you’d still be speaking German if it wasn’t for us.’ The problem is the world has changed, and our involvement in these tiny little places is different than it was in 1941. It was a lot clearer then. We were attacked.”"
George, Dahlin, you really ought not to be taxing your pretty little head with something like war. Besides, casting for that role was completed back in November of 2000. The man who won it is a natural. Perfect, in fact. He has major star quality, he is smart, strong, gutsy and has a genuine, Old West, rugged appeal. Men like and respect him, women love hin. He's the real deal, George, and the camera eats him up. Two weeks ago he blew out all previous Box Office records. So, Dahlin, you be sweet, drop the acting coach, get a history tutor and lets do lunch soon, have your people call my people. "air kiss, air kiss* ~.~
He may be dumb...but he definitely wins out with the ~swoon~ factor. ;-)
I'd like to start, but first someone needs to translate this from jibberish.