Sexy Dirty Money

Father and illegitimate son

Brian: Things are gonna be changing around here, buddy.
Brian Jr: Like what?
Brian: Like less time with Aunt Juliet, more time with me.
Brian Jr (smiling): Really?
Brian: Yeah, but don't look so happy about it. No more watches. No more fancy clothes. Just some good old-fashioned father son time.
Brian Jr: What happens during good old-fashioned father-son time?
Brian: I don't know yet. I never had any.



Husband and cheating wife

Tish: Say something. Anything.
Tripp: You've just admitted to me that you've been an adulteress for years, forgive me if I'm short on words.
Tish: Where are you going?
Tripp: What?
Tish: You haven't been in the same bed with me for weeks. I've known that you've suspected something and I also knew that you'd never say it. I mean, God forbid that Tripp Darling should ever admit to being affected by anything.
Tripp: Just tell me one thing: our children, are they all mine?
Tish: Yes. Absolutely.
Tripp: Oh, God.
Tish: What?
Tripp: The thought that you can be so sure, that such attention was paid to such a prolonged, continuous insult that you can say 'absolutely” as if it were a favor you did me fondly. My God, Tish, it's so sordid.



Family boss and family friend

Tripp: You've been Tish's Ob/Gyn for over three decades. And this is a little secret. Trust me. This is going to go with me to my grave. I am curious...
Peter: About what?
Tripp: In all the years that you've been delivering our children, have you ever been aware that any of them might not have been mine? You might look into that for me.
Peter: Yeah, sure. I could... get you an answer on that, sometime next week if you like.
Tripp: Tomorrow would be best.



Wife and bitch

Karen: Hey.
Lisa: Hey
Karen: I'm really sorry about earlier.
Lisa: You know what? Save it for someone who cares. I don't want these shoes anymore. You know why?
Karen: They don't fit?
Lisa: No, actually, they fit fine. I don't want these shoes because these shoes, these $ 1.200 shoes, stand for everything that is selfish and foul and consumptive and creepy about you.
Karen: Wow.
Lisa: Nick and I have a daughter. And you have this dream, and it's never going to come true. So stay away from my husband and stay out of my way.



Candidate to Senate

Patrick: If everything everybody did was captured on film, none of us would look like very good people.



Cheating husband and lawyer

Brian: You're gonna be hearing from Mei Ling Hwa's attorney. She's filing for divorce.
Nick: She found out about Brian Jr?
Brian: Yes.
Nick: How'd that happen?
Brian: God's holy word.
Nick: I'm sorry.
Brian: I want you to be ruthless with her lawyers. I want you to make it clear that she is not gonna get anything more than she was promised in the prenup, not an extra cent. I want you to make sure that they know that I am gonna fight for the children and when, and I want you to make sure that she knows that I am going to crush her!
Nick: Okay, note to self -- "crush her"
Brian: I made a mess of everything. What the hell is gonna happen to me?
Nick: Brian. Brian, everything is going to be okay. Every marriage has its rough edges.
Brian: Oh, what do you know, Mr. Perfect?
Nick: Hey, Brian, do me a favor. Don't insult me when you're asking for my help. Look, here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna wait, and we're gonna see what Mei Ling Hwa and her attorneys do. I want you to go over there and I want you to ask for another chance.
Brian: She won't give me one.
Nick: Probably not, but you obviously care too much to just walk away and strike a bunch of angry poses. And you have children with her.
Brian: I know. I miss them already. I feel like a part of me is missing.
Nick: Then go over there and ask for another chance. Okay?
Brian: Yeah, okay. I'm... sorry I called you Mr. Perfect.
Nick: It's okay.
Brian: You are kind of insufferable, though, with your happiness. Okay, I'll go talk to her.
Nick: Good luck.



Father, son and lawyer

Tripp: We sent you to the finest schools, provided you with every conceivable advantage, and this is how you thank us, with a $ 2 million Brooklyn bridge bacchanal, where you, the host, the guest of honor, the birthday boy had to be forcibly removed by the police.
Jeremy: I screwed up. It's what I do.
Tripp: I had to get Nick out of a business dinner to deal with this nonsense.
Nick: I was just finishing up, actually.
Tripp: Well, that's not the point. He has done nothing with his life since he left college except disappoint me.
Jeremy: I know. I'm the worst thing that's ever happened to you, Dad. I know.
Tripp: Instead of choosing to learn, instead of working hard at a job to achieve something, all you've done is seek out celebrities to what, to borrow an ounce or two of their glory? "Justin Timberlake"? "Ethan Hawke"? Who are these people?
Jeremy: All right, you know, are we done here? Because, your loser son, he's feeling a little tired. He'd like to get some rest.
Tripp: Oh, far be it from me to waste your precious time. You know, we should not just delay the payout of that trust. We should terminate the damn thing.
Jeremy: You're delaying my trust?
Tripp: No, I'm revoking it entirely.
Nick: Let's not be hasty.
Jeremy: You know what? I don't care. You go ahead. You go ahead and you postpone it. You give it away. I don't friggin' care as Tripp: as I get out from under you. I wish that I could be someone you loved, Dad. I wish that, but I can't. I can't. I can just be me. Know that's not good enough for you.
Nick: I'm sorry.
Tripp: I suppose you think this is my fault. That if I had just sat down with him.
Nick: I am a bit puzzled, I have to admit. How you can yell at him for being irresponsible when you refuse to be responsible with him.
Tripp: This is between Jeremy and me.
Nick: No, it's not. Because I'm here to tell you what's wrong. It's wrong what you're doing to him, Tripp. You're trying to scare him into being who you want him to be. Is that what money for, to scare people, to control people? You're losing Jeremy, Tripp. You're losing him one day at a time. You could wake up one morning and find him gone.
Tripp: I'll see you tomorrow.



Cheating husband, illegitimate son and wife

Father Brian: Why aren't you dressed for school today, Gustav?
Gustav / Brian Jr: I don't want to go.
Father Brian: Is that how they do things in Sweden? School's like a tea party, you go if you want? What happened to your face?
Gustav / Brian Jr: A bully hit me.
Father Brian: Did you hit back?
Gustav / Brian Jr: Jesus says don't hit back.
Father Brian: Says who?
Gustav / Brian Jr: My mommy.
Father Brian: Your mommy? You mean your mommy who's dead?
Gustav / Brian Jr: Yeah.
Father Brian: Poor kid. She's in a better place now.
Wife: Bully or no bully, he still has to go to school.
Gustav / Brian Jr: Okay, but I'm gonna get terrorized.
Father Brian: Gustav, the world is full of bullies and always will be. You can't live in fear.
Gustav / Brian Jr: What am I supposed to do?
Father Brian: What do you think? Fight back. Like David and Goliath, you find a weakness and you take advantage. There's your Bible truth for today.

Ça, c'est fait !

Lâche des com’s, gros !!!!!!!!!

Mr Nice

Back cover

During the mid-'80s Howard Marks had forty-three aliases and eighty-nine phone lines, and he owned twenty-five companies trading throughout the world. Bars, recording studios, offshore banks -- all were money-laundering vehicles serving the core business: dope dealing.

At the height of his career he was smuggling consignments of up to thirty tons of marijuana and had contact with organizations as diverse as MI6, the CIA, the IRA, and the Mafia. Following a worldwide operation by the DEA, he was busted and sentenced to twenty-five years in prison at Terre Haute Penitentiary, Indiana. He was released in April 1995 after serving seven years of his sentence. Told with humor, charm, and candor, Mr Nice is his own extraordinary story.

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"Frequently hilarious, occasionally sad, and often surreal." -- GQ

"A folk legend ... Howard Marks has huge charisma. He sounds like Richard Burton and looks like a Rolling Stone." -- Daily Mail (London)

"Marks weaves a fascinating story spiced with brilliant detail, far stronger than fiction." -- FHM

Awakenings

- Dr Sayer, sit down.

- Why? What is wrong?

- We have to tell everybody. We have to remind them how good it is.

- How good what is, Leonard?

- Read the newspaper. What does it say? It is all bad. People have forgotten what life is all about. What it is to be alive. They need to be reminded of what they have and what they can lose. What I feel is the joy of life, the gift of life, the freedom of life!

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It is not us that are defective, it is them. We are not in crisis, they are! We have been through the worst and survived it. They fear it. Because they know. They know! They know! Because we remind them that there is a problem which they do not have an answer to. They will never be healers until they realize this and see the problem. Until they admit there is a problem, and that the problem is not us. We are not the problem, they are the problem!

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- I do not understand it, he was never any trouble before. He was quiet, polite and respectful. He never demanded anything. - He was never disobedient.

- Because he was catatonic, Mrs Lowe.

- I am speaking of when he was a boy.

- I am sorry.

- I do not know who that is up there. I do not think he knows. You turned him into something he is not.

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- He has not been able to release anger for years.

- As the others.

- I think his behavior is more natural.

- You think his tics and paranoia are signs of normal behavior?

- Yes, because he is in this place... We wake him up and lock him in a cage. That is not paranoia; that is a fact.

- I have psychotics refusing to eat, who have no idea why they are doing so. How long should that go on?

- He knows why. He wants out.

- Mr Lowe is not the Messiah of Ward. He is a man in trouble. He was not resurrected; he was given a drug by you. A drug which is not all that miraculous.

- The others are fine...

- He has been on it longer. I sympathize with him but I will not let him endanger the health of the other patients.

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I am all right and then everything stops. There is no warning, it is like a light switch going off. Something has to bring me back. A sound, a touch, and then I can move again, I am okay again. It is not that I feel bad, it is just that I feel nothing. It is as if I am dead. Nothing. It is as if I am not a person anymore. Just a collection of tics. Not that I mind them. Sometimes they make life interesting. I am not sure who is in control, me or them, but they should not be there.

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The summer was extraordinary. A season of rebirth and innocence. A miracle. Fifteen patients and for us, their caretakers. But now, we have to adjust to the realities of miracles. We can hide behind science and say it was the drug that failed. Or that the illness itself had returned. Or the patients unable to cope with losing decades of their lives. The reality is we do not know what went wrong or what went right. What we do know is, as the chemical window closed, another awakening took place. That the human spirit is more powerful than any drug. That is what needs to be nourished. With work, play, friendship, family. These are the things that matter. This is what we had forgotten. The simplest things.

Mr Cipher

Le Robert dévoyé

Polygamie (subst. fém.) : Art matrimonial ancestral, essentiellement masculin, par lequel l'époux décide de ne pas mettre ses œufs dans le même panier.

Si Papa Freud le dit, je m'incline (mais pas trop)

Barbu de génie

 “La passion de Léonard de Vinci pour la science résulte, selon Freud, d'une sublimation des pulsions, par laquelle elles sont dérivées vers un but non sexuel, valorisé par la société.”

“La tendresse excessive de sa mère, qui pousse le jeune Léonard à l'aimer à l'exclusion des autres femmes, ainsi que l'effacement du père expliqueraient son homosexualité.”

Lu dans la presse

War of the Worlds | La guerre des mondes

Des machines-monstres qui peuplaient jusque alors silencieusement le sous-sol terrestre en émergent soudainement et tentent d'exterminer l'espèce humaine.

En vedettes : Tom Cruise et Dakota Fanning.

J'ai regardé ce film sans avoir lu un mot du synopsis. Et j'avais en tête l'affiche de Collateral , avec Tom Cruise dans la pénombre, un flingue à la main et une barbe de trois jours. Grosse inconnue, donc, mis à part de très bon échos d'un cousin.

Au final, j'ai trouvé l'ensemble décevant. Bizarrement, on a l'impression que Spielberg a voulu faire une compilation de toutes ses bonnes trouvailles : le sang des Dents de la mer, les grosses bébêtes de Jurassik Park, les petites bébêtes d'E.T., la traque de la Liste de Schindler, la guerre d'Il faut sauver le soldat Ryan. Malheureusement, après une entame prometteuse, la mayonnaise ne prend jamais vraiment.

Quelques répliques sympa, quelques scènes franchement tendues, mais le reste est de trop. Trop de bruit, trop d'explosions, trop vite. Du coup, ça s'essouffle rapidement.

Le film date de 2005. On sent d'ailleurs de méchants relents du 11 Septembre à plusieurs passages ("terrorists", "we're under attack"...). Dans le genre, je préfère nettement Cloverfield (2008), beaucoup plus immersif.

Zou !

Over and Done

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Instructions

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DeNiro in 60 pictures

Time Lapse | Los Angeles to New York City

Time-lapse | Fruit and Vegetable Decomposition

Vittoria Coffee commercial

High speed camera: lighter

Fire!

Un week-end en campagne

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