Showing posts with label Mel Gibson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mel Gibson. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 March 2024

By The Way, My Real Name's 'Hatcher'.


By The Way
My Real Name's 
'Hatcher'.


Escape Hatch: The Tough Choices of Treefrog Embryos


What'd you think this would get you, Jerry?
Ugh, how would I know? I'm tied up on the floor.
I don't know, maybe I wanted some attention.
I was lonely.
[GRUNTS]
Wow.
Ooh, heh.
Are you all right? Are you all right, huh?
This is, like, the best dream I ever had.
– Alice. – Yeah?
Could you untie me?
Oh, my God, yes, of course. I'm sorry.
LOWRY: North wing? GUARD: Can I see some ID?
LOWRY: ID him, Flip.
– Through that door, but it's abandoned. – No matter.
[BOTH GRUNTING]
ALICE: Oh, God! I'm sorry.
Can you walk?
I think so.
[GRUNTS]
– Kiss me. – What?
For luck.
Kiss me and....
– Jerry, you're crazy. – No, I'm certifiable, I know...
...but kiss me once. Come on. Kiss me, then we'll go.
Jerry, you continually surprise me.
Go. Go!
Alice.
I always seem to come between you and the men in your life.
[ALL GRUNTING]
No!
[BOTH GRUNTING]
– Somebody help me! – Unh.
Help me!
[JERRY GROANING]
MURPHY: Throw down your weapon! AGENT: Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
Get an ambulance here, now.
Geronimo.
Is that this place?
No, not anymore.
It's love. And...
...love gives you wings.
And helps you fly and we can fly away.
[GROANS]
Yes, I do.
I do so.
I love you.
I do.
I love you too.
[GROANS]
Now you tell me.
Jerry.
Jerry. Jerry.
Jerry. Jerry! Jerry. No! Jerry.
Somebody help me, please!
Somebody help me! Jerry.
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

ALICE: 
I'm right here. I'm here with you.
It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.
No, I want to go with him. 
I want to stay with him! 
No! Please.
Stop pulling on me.
Jerry, I'm right here!

WOMAN: 
Clear! 

ALICE: 
Jerry! Jerry! 
Jerry, look at me!


I miss your face.


Hi. I'm back, if you'll have 
me, Johnny. Hmm?

[WHINNIES]

Is that a "yes"?


Geronimo.
Agent "LOWRY" : 
As long as They think 
You're Dead, she's safe.


I kept my end of The Bargain.
What about yours?


Yeah, I'll tell you all I can remember.
I'll give you all The Gravy on Jonas 
and his operation and....
You're gonna have to 
Help Me, though, Lowry.
It's coming back, but slow.
You got it.
By the way, my real name's 'Hatcher'.


[CHUCKLES]
Pleased to meet you.
Ow. Go easy on me.

Oh, sorry about that.
I guess nothing was what 
it seemed to be, huh?

[SIGHS]

Guess not.
Except her.




Son of a bitch.


Brought the morning paper for you.

Thanks, Flip.
It is Flip, isn't it?

Yes, it's Flip.

LOWRY: 
Don't even think about it.
At least not for now.

[WHISTLING "CANT TAKE MY EYES OFF YOU"]
[SINGING] 
And if it's quite all right
I need you, baby
To warm the lonely nights

ALL [SINGING]: 
Baby, trust in me when I say
Oh, pretty baby
If it's quite all right
We're all right.
[SINGS] Baby
We got a future.
[SINGING] 
Hold you tight And let me 
love you, baby
Let me love you
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Monday, 7 May 2018

The Cactus







“I asked Mel to present this award for me for a reason.

When I couldn’t get sober, he told me not to give up hope and encouraged me to find my faith. 

It didn’t have to be his or anyone else’s as long as it was rooted in forgiveness

And I couldn’t get hired, so he cast me in the lead of a movie that was actually developed for him. 

He kept a roof over my head and food on the table and most importantly he said if I accepted responsibility for my wrongdoing and embraced that part of my soul that was ugly — hugging the cactus he calls it — he said that if I hugged the cactus long enough, I’d become A Man of some substance.

So, I did, and it worked.

All he asked in return was that someday I help The Next Guy in some small way. 

...it’s reasonable to assume at the time he didn’t imagine the next guy would be him or that someday was tonight. 

So anyway on this special occasion and in light of the recent holidays, including   Columbus Day, I would ask that you join me, unless you are completely without sin in which case you picked the wrong f—ing industry, in forgiving my friend his trespasses and offering him the same clean slate you have me, allowing him to continue his great and ongoing contribution to our collective art without shame. 

He’s hugged the cactus long enough.”