Death Becomes Her

*“You’re nothing……  You’re a tragic, booooozy, flaccid clown. That’s it. Flaccid. Flaaaccid. FLAAAAAAAA👅👅👅AAAACID!  Oh yeah? You’ll take it. You’ll take everything I have to give. You always have. You’re not even a man anymore. **AND I NEED A MAN. **A REAL MAN. Not some drunken, broken down, FLACCID undertaker! Who is just as dead below the waist as his clients are. Hey, I might have more fun with one of your clients:) Atleast I know I’d be getting something stiff—-“ * I need to go back in time and rig the Oscar’s to give Meryl 70 more of them just for this monologue because HOLY SHIT. I think I rewinded this scene like 8 times! Also all the women in this movie are unbearably cunty and hot. Ernest you missed out bud.