So Cooper says that every man has a secret longing to be Humphrey Bogart, *Meg announces, flopping backwards onto the bed as Andrew heads over to the DVD player.*
*And here it is. The classic scene in the classic movie, quoted and mocked and parodied a hundred times and it never loses its original meaning.*
*Andrew's whispering the words along with Rick.*
If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life....
*I said I would never leave you! Ilsa insists.*
And you never will. Where I'm going, you can't follow. What I've got to do, you can't be any part of. Ilsa, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of two little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. Not now.
*His eyes are suspiciously bright. They always are, at this part.*
*Ilsa and Laszlo head towards the plane, Major Strasser shows up --*
*You knew this would happen. That last bit may have been a surprise if you've never heard the story before, but this? Come on. You knew this would happen.*
*Renault: Major Strasser's been shot! A pause. Round up the usual suspects!*
*And off charge the gendarmes, leaving Renault and Rick Blaine to finish the scene....*
Well, *Meg says, after a moment of thought,* who would you rather count on - the one who surprises you by occasionally doing the right thing, or the one who you always knew was going to do the right thing?
*This is a legitimate reason.
Meg is not going to mention that the real reason was the singing of the Marseilleise.*
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Date: 2006-07-24 04:01 am (UTC)Renault stares. Meg stares. Ilsa stares, and asks,* But why my name, Richard?
*And Rick says,* Because you're getting on that plane.
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Date: 2006-07-24 04:26 am (UTC)*Andrew's whispering the words along with Rick.*
If that plane leaves the ground and you're not with him, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life....
*I said I would never leave you! Ilsa insists.*
And you never will. Where I'm going, you can't follow. What I've got to do, you can't be any part of. Ilsa, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of two little people don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. Not now.
*His eyes are suspiciously bright. They always are, at this part.*
Here's looking at you, kid.
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Date: 2006-07-24 04:33 am (UTC)*Well, Meg thinks - almost detached. Almost.
They got it.
How about that.
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Date: 2006-07-24 04:47 am (UTC)*You knew this would happen. That last bit may have been a surprise if you've never heard the story before, but this? Come on. You knew this would happen.*
*Renault: Major Strasser's been shot! A pause. Round up the usual suspects!*
*And off charge the gendarmes, leaving Renault and Rick Blaine to finish the scene....*
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Date: 2006-07-24 04:57 am (UTC)Louis, *says Rick,* I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
*The two men walk off together into the night; and, just in case you missed it, the screen informs the careful viewer that they have reached THE END.*
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Date: 2006-07-24 03:58 pm (UTC)*Andrew turns to Meg, hopefully.*
Well?
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Date: 2006-07-24 04:46 pm (UTC)Then:* Laszlo, *Meg says, firmly, turning to him, and gives him a sideways grin.*
Rick's nice enough, but give me Laszlo any day.
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Date: 2006-07-24 07:45 pm (UTC)*He turns away from the screen and settles a little more comfortably on the bed, folding his legs under him.*
How come?
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Date: 2006-07-24 10:49 pm (UTC)*This is a legitimate reason.
Meg is not going to mention that the real reason was the singing of the Marseilleise.*
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Date: 2006-07-25 04:58 am (UTC)But I like him.
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:01 am (UTC)About whether you want to be him or not.
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:05 am (UTC)Different question.
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 05:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 05:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 05:27 am (UTC)*Andrew points across the room.*
Hey, look, a blue bunny!
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:30 am (UTC)- I think we've already been over how much more of a distraction you need in Milliways than an oddly colored bunny.
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:32 am (UTC)*He points again.*
Look, a blue bunny that's on FIRE! And ... singing!
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 05:42 am (UTC)-- Look, a giant thermos full of Satanic coffee!
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-25 04:15 pm (UTC)So ... I was thinking if we're doing classic movies, the next one I should show you is Jaws.
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Date: 2006-07-25 04:45 pm (UTC)- a film about mouths?
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Date: 2006-07-25 05:14 pm (UTC)Not exactly. It's about a great white shark....