passion fish picspam
PASSION FISH PICSPAM
This is my very first picspam. Yay! I was inspired to do this during my last viewing because May-Alice deserves her very own picspam. And jeez, I didn't realize how much work it takes to put these together!
Warning, it's pretty long. It was hard enough to whittle the list down to just these!
MAY-ALICE ♥ THE F WORD
Therapist: If you had some upper body strength, you wouldn't have any trouble with that.
May-Alice: Fuck you! Fuck you too, Carlos!
FUCKING KAMIKAZES
M-A: I have a house here.
Lousie: Vacation house?
M-A: No, I grew up here. Jeff Davis Parish.
Louise: Could've fooled me.
M-A: I spent a fortune losing my accent.
SHE-BEAST
Drushka: Eat.
M-A: I'm not hungry.
Drushka: It's good breakfast. Eat.
M-A: I'm not hungry. I'm not even awake.
Drushka: No eat, no TV.
M-A: Weren't you an Ilsa, she-beast of the Gulag?
CRAZY NURSES ARE CRAZY
Her face in this first pic is so priceless!
TUB TIME
M-A: I can't have sex I can feel... unless I really get into blowjobs.
M-A: Sorry. You're probably some big Christian, right? And I just put my foot in my mouth.
Chantelle: It's none of my business what you put in your mouth, Ms. Culhane.
...
M-A: Did they tell you I was a bitch?
C: On wheels.
OH REEVES, I LOVE YA
M-A: That's my Uncle Reeves. Idn't he great?
C: He's, well, literary.
PUSH YOURSELF BACK
M-A: Don't pull that motivational crap on me! I wanna go back in!
C: I'll have lunch ready when you get there.
M-A: Chantelle, get back here! You get back here! I wanna go back inside! Chantelle! It's uphill!
C: So's life!
YOU COULD NEVER GROSS ME OUT, MARY
M-A: How long have I been wearing these?
C: Since Monday.
M-A: I kinda gross you out, don't I?
C: Is this a trick question?
RENNIE!
M-A: Rennie.
Rennie: Hi.
M-A: It's Rennie, right?
R: Yeah. Yeah, it's me.
M-A: Wow. How are you?
R: I'm fine. I'm older. (he laughs nervously)
...
R: Well, thanks. Uh, later you might wanna show me what you need in the bedroom.
(In the background, Chantelle chokes on her snack.)
M-A: Um, we got all these rails from the “gimp” catalog, but I never got around to havin' them installed.
R: Well I’ll take a look at it.
MORBID MAY-ALICE
M-A: (recording answering machine greeting) Hi, May-Alice has crawled into a hole to die. If you’d like to leave a message, forget about it.
SHE TOOK RELIGION
R: She’s got the kids in it with her now. They pray for me a lot.
WHO MADE YOU QUEEN OF THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD?
M-A: Alright, game’s over.
C: What game?
M-A: Where’d you put all the liquor?
C: I threw it out.
M-A: In the trash?
C: I poured it out. The bottles are in the bin.
M-A: You poured it out?!
C: The recycle people don’t want nothing' left in the bottles.
M-A: Look, Chantelle, I am not ready for this. When I get stronger, I’ll quit drinkin'.
C: If you keep drinking, you will not get any stronger!
M-A: Okay, okay. The deal was twenty-four hours, right? I’ve already done that. Ernie’s closes by 9…
C: I’m not getting you any more!
M-A: What?!?
C: You want it, you get it yourself.
M-A: I can’t drive!
C: That’s something to work toward, isn’t it?
M-A: Don’t hand me that condescending bullshit! Just go and get me some fucking wine!
C: Listen to you!
M-A: No, you listen to me! I hired you and I want you to do what I tell you!
C: Dream on, girl!
M-A: Who made you the fucking warden?!
C: Who made you the queen of the whole damn world?! You sit around feeling sorry for yourself, you miserable, TV-watching, dried-up old witch! You can’t even go for more than one day without a drink, and you’re not even a drunk yet! You’re just fucking spoiled! Most mornings, I wake up, I wanna get high so bad I can’t even breathe!
M-A: Cocaine is different!
C: Bullshit! What do you know about it?!
M-A: Where are you going?
C: I am going away from you! I don’t wanna be around your shit anymore, understand? Away from you!
GUSSYING UP
M-A: Chantelle? Chantelle? Chantelle?
C: Yeah?
M-A: I think I need help dressing. Do my legs look weird?
C: A bit pale.
M-A: More than the rest of me?
C: No, not really.
(May-Alice holds up a skirt in the mirror)
C: Shorts. It’s what I’m wearing.
M-A: Oh, of course. Do you have any I could borrow?
C: Yeah.
M-A: (Checking her hair in the mirror) Look at this. Think you can do anything with this?
C: I’m not a hairdresser.
M-A: You have friends, right? Women friends help each other with their hair.
C: My friends don’t have your kind of hair.
M-A: Right.
C: We don’t have time for cornrows.
M-A: Why I am I doing this? Why do I give a shit?
C: Because. He likes you.
M-A: You think he does?
C: He asked you out on his boat.
M-A: He asked you out too.
C: He’s not after me.
M-A: He’s not after me either. He’s just asking us out to be nice.
C: He asked you out. He asked me to come along. Now if you don’t want me to…
M-A: No! You have to come. Oh, I feel like I’m fucking 13-years-old. I’m pathetic.
C: You’re not pathetic.
M-A: Or maybe, he just wants us to see his boat. Men like that.; show women their machines. Or maybe he really is after you.
C: You are pathetic.
PASSION FEESH
C: You're makin' this shit up, right?
WISDOM A LA RENNIE
R: No matter where you at, there you is.
MARY + DAVID = YUMMY
AW, THIS FACE
Even though this is a serious scene, the look on Denita's face has always cracked me up.
MAY-ALICE IS A HOME-WRECKER?
M-A: (with contempt) How's your family?
R: They're fine.
M-A: Rennie?
R: Yeah?
M-A: You don't have to have a job to do or somethin' to fix to come over and visit.
R: Yeah? [she nods] Well, maybe I'll do that then.
M-A: Do it soon, okay?
BACK TO DAYTIME? PSHAW.
C: Then we're stuck with each other.
M-A: Well, for the time being. Chantelle?
C: Yeah?
M-A: You are gonna have to learn how to cook.
This is my very first picspam. Yay! I was inspired to do this during my last viewing because May-Alice deserves her very own picspam. And jeez, I didn't realize how much work it takes to put these together!
Warning, it's pretty long. It was hard enough to whittle the list down to just these!
MAY-ALICE ♥ THE F WORD
Therapist: If you had some upper body strength, you wouldn't have any trouble with that.
May-Alice: Fuck you! Fuck you too, Carlos!
FUCKING KAMIKAZES
M-A: I have a house here.
Lousie: Vacation house?
M-A: No, I grew up here. Jeff Davis Parish.
Louise: Could've fooled me.
M-A: I spent a fortune losing my accent.
SHE-BEAST
Drushka: Eat.
M-A: I'm not hungry.
Drushka: It's good breakfast. Eat.
M-A: I'm not hungry. I'm not even awake.
Drushka: No eat, no TV.
M-A: Weren't you an Ilsa, she-beast of the Gulag?
CRAZY NURSES ARE CRAZY
Her face in this first pic is so priceless!
TUB TIME
M-A: I can't have sex I can feel... unless I really get into blowjobs.
M-A: Sorry. You're probably some big Christian, right? And I just put my foot in my mouth.
Chantelle: It's none of my business what you put in your mouth, Ms. Culhane.
...
M-A: Did they tell you I was a bitch?
C: On wheels.
OH REEVES, I LOVE YA
M-A: That's my Uncle Reeves. Idn't he great?
C: He's, well, literary.
PUSH YOURSELF BACK
M-A: Don't pull that motivational crap on me! I wanna go back in!
C: I'll have lunch ready when you get there.
M-A: Chantelle, get back here! You get back here! I wanna go back inside! Chantelle! It's uphill!
C: So's life!
YOU COULD NEVER GROSS ME OUT, MARY
M-A: How long have I been wearing these?
C: Since Monday.
M-A: I kinda gross you out, don't I?
C: Is this a trick question?
RENNIE!
M-A: Rennie.
Rennie: Hi.
M-A: It's Rennie, right?
R: Yeah. Yeah, it's me.
M-A: Wow. How are you?
R: I'm fine. I'm older. (he laughs nervously)
...
R: Well, thanks. Uh, later you might wanna show me what you need in the bedroom.
(In the background, Chantelle chokes on her snack.)
M-A: Um, we got all these rails from the “gimp” catalog, but I never got around to havin' them installed.
R: Well I’ll take a look at it.
MORBID MAY-ALICE
M-A: (recording answering machine greeting) Hi, May-Alice has crawled into a hole to die. If you’d like to leave a message, forget about it.
SHE TOOK RELIGION
R: She’s got the kids in it with her now. They pray for me a lot.
WHO MADE YOU QUEEN OF THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD?
M-A: Alright, game’s over.
C: What game?
M-A: Where’d you put all the liquor?
C: I threw it out.
M-A: In the trash?
C: I poured it out. The bottles are in the bin.
M-A: You poured it out?!
C: The recycle people don’t want nothing' left in the bottles.
M-A: Look, Chantelle, I am not ready for this. When I get stronger, I’ll quit drinkin'.
C: If you keep drinking, you will not get any stronger!
M-A: Okay, okay. The deal was twenty-four hours, right? I’ve already done that. Ernie’s closes by 9…
C: I’m not getting you any more!
M-A: What?!?
C: You want it, you get it yourself.
M-A: I can’t drive!
C: That’s something to work toward, isn’t it?
M-A: Don’t hand me that condescending bullshit! Just go and get me some fucking wine!
C: Listen to you!
M-A: No, you listen to me! I hired you and I want you to do what I tell you!
C: Dream on, girl!
M-A: Who made you the fucking warden?!
C: Who made you the queen of the whole damn world?! You sit around feeling sorry for yourself, you miserable, TV-watching, dried-up old witch! You can’t even go for more than one day without a drink, and you’re not even a drunk yet! You’re just fucking spoiled! Most mornings, I wake up, I wanna get high so bad I can’t even breathe!
M-A: Cocaine is different!
C: Bullshit! What do you know about it?!
M-A: Where are you going?
C: I am going away from you! I don’t wanna be around your shit anymore, understand? Away from you!
GUSSYING UP
M-A: Chantelle? Chantelle? Chantelle?
C: Yeah?
M-A: I think I need help dressing. Do my legs look weird?
C: A bit pale.
M-A: More than the rest of me?
C: No, not really.
(May-Alice holds up a skirt in the mirror)
C: Shorts. It’s what I’m wearing.
M-A: Oh, of course. Do you have any I could borrow?
C: Yeah.
M-A: (Checking her hair in the mirror) Look at this. Think you can do anything with this?
C: I’m not a hairdresser.
M-A: You have friends, right? Women friends help each other with their hair.
C: My friends don’t have your kind of hair.
M-A: Right.
C: We don’t have time for cornrows.
M-A: Why I am I doing this? Why do I give a shit?
C: Because. He likes you.
M-A: You think he does?
C: He asked you out on his boat.
M-A: He asked you out too.
C: He’s not after me.
M-A: He’s not after me either. He’s just asking us out to be nice.
C: He asked you out. He asked me to come along. Now if you don’t want me to…
M-A: No! You have to come. Oh, I feel like I’m fucking 13-years-old. I’m pathetic.
C: You’re not pathetic.
M-A: Or maybe, he just wants us to see his boat. Men like that.; show women their machines. Or maybe he really is after you.
C: You are pathetic.
PASSION FEESH
C: You're makin' this shit up, right?
WISDOM A LA RENNIE
R: No matter where you at, there you is.
MARY + DAVID = YUMMY
AW, THIS FACE
Even though this is a serious scene, the look on Denita's face has always cracked me up.
MAY-ALICE IS A HOME-WRECKER?
M-A: (with contempt) How's your family?
R: They're fine.
M-A: Rennie?
R: Yeah?
M-A: You don't have to have a job to do or somethin' to fix to come over and visit.
R: Yeah? [she nods] Well, maybe I'll do that then.
M-A: Do it soon, okay?
BACK TO DAYTIME? PSHAW.
C: Then we're stuck with each other.
M-A: Well, for the time being. Chantelle?
C: Yeah?
M-A: You are gonna have to learn how to cook.