Showing posts with label running away. Show all posts
Showing posts with label running away. Show all posts

04/05/2009

I'm not a whore, I'm a call girl, there's a difference, y'know?

"Amid the chaos that day, when all I could hear was the thunder of gunshots and all I could smell was the violence in the air, I look back and I'm amazed that my thoughts were so clear and true. That three words went through my mind endlessly repeating themselves like a broken record: "You're so cool," "You're so cool," "You're so cool." And sometimes Clarence asks me what I would've done if he had died, if that bullet had been two inches more to the left. To this I always smile as if I'm not going to satisfy him with a response. But, I always do. I tell him of how I would want to die. That the anguish and the want of death would fade like the stars at dawn and that things would be as much as they are now, perhaps. Except maybe I wouldn't have named our son, Elvis. "

^ My favourite quote from True Romance, which is my all-time bestest, most favourite film! I lost my copy a while ago, but lovely Daveo bought me a new one.
I watched it last night, every time it evokes the same feelings. I want to run away to LA (with a bit of Vegas), have a pink Caddy, dress like Alabama and have somebody adore me.

You're so cool.