Interiors Script
I had dropped out of
law school when I met Eve.
She was very beautiful.
Very pale, cool in her black dress,
with never anything more
than a single strand of pearis.
And distant.
Always poised and distant.
By the time the giris were born,
it was all so perfect, so ordered.
Looking back, of course, it was rigid.
The truth is
shed created a worid
around us that we existed in,
where
A Fish Called Wanda Script
And on that point,
members of the jury, I rest my case.
Hello, Wanda.
- Hi, Ken.
- Hello, W-W-Wanda.
Ken... this is Otto.
Hello. Wandas told me a lot about you.
Hey! Great fish!
A little squeeze of lemon,
some tartare sauce-perfect!
George back yet?
No. He had to g-g-go to the b-b-b...
What?
Thats quite a stutter
youve got there, Ken.
Its all right, it doesnt bother me.