'Good to see you Paddy' he said 'glad you could make it for the location setup'. 'No problem Kevin' I answered nonchalantly not really believing that Kevin Costner would have taken an interest in my story. It had been rattling around in my head for a couple of years and I eventually put it to paper. I knew it was a good yarn as soon as it was finished but never for one moment thought it would be taken up by him of all people.
'What a story!' he said 'Everything but the bloodhounds snapping at her rear end'. 'Well Kevin' I replied 'we can always do a re-write and you can toss her into the crocodile pit. Then the bloodhounds and the crocodiles could be snapping'. He laughed at my not-so-serious suggestion.
He turned around to the beautiful suggested star of the film, who was none other than Raquel Welsh and sternly said 'You want to try that Raquel' he waited a moment, then continued 'No, I thought not, afraid to get your fat ar*se wet no doubt'. Raquel seemed to be eyeing the area with some trepidation and seemed a bit down. One of the other members of the party cut in and spoke to her 'Come on Raquel, cheer up - this picture is going to get you back on the top where you belong. You're mauldin and full of self-pity' he made a movement with his hands making out the shape of an old Pepsi Cola bottle and added 'You're magnificent'.
Raquel spoke for the first time 'Well, I think you're a degenerate zombie so shut up and read the script, that's all you're paid to do'. 'Geeze' I thought to myself 'Magnificent - the understatement of the century but for the love of me, I cannot think of a better word'. Raquel then came close and I could feel her hand on my shoulder as she began to speak.
Just then a deer, or one of those African antelope things, came running toward us. It had straight horns and was leaping about eight feet into the air every four or five yards. Raquel grabbed me and pulled me close to her for protection. Geeze, I think I wet my pants.
Kevin came forward as the animal veered away from us and I could see the sparkle in his eyes as he said 'Perfect, absolutely perfect. Can you write that into the script Paddy, a great action scene if ever I saw one. Can you train one of those beasts' he shouted to his retainers nearby. Of course they all nodded their head but the little I knew about wild animals told me that they were being quite ridiculous.
As we made our way in a group towards the nearby bushes, Raquel continued to lean on me for support. 'What's the matter with your leg Raquel' Kevin called out 'or are you just trying to get Paddy to rewrite you some better dialogue'. I did not think she was like that but quite openly she gave him the single finger and sneered 'Up yours, Mr. Waterman - go drown yourself in the Hippo pond'.
To me she just whispered 'My pedicurist had a stroke as she was working on my ingrown toenail and would you believe it. She fell forward onto the little orange stick she was working with and plunged it into my toe. It required bandaging and is now more of a problem than the nail was before I saw her'. 'Poor Raquel' I whispered back.
About an hour later, we returned to the nearby lodge and as we sat on the veranda drinking Raquel turned to the group and said 'Look here Costner. I am sweating like a pig, being eaten alive by these bloody flies, unable to stand without the help of Paddy and all you lot can do is swill yourselves in the Scotch Whisky, well I'll tell you something'. She was in full flow and sounded as if she was getting madder with each word. 'I had a great evening; yes everyone, a truly great evening; it was like the Nuremberg Trials - all talk and very little action'
She turned to me and added 'The script is good Paddy, but not great, but that is nothing unusual with Costner. The only good thing he ever did in films was Dancing with Wolves and do you know what Costner, the wolves outacted you, you sh*it. Stuff your picture where that chimpanzee over there just stuffed his nuts'. With that she stood up, a little unsteadily admittedly, and walked away.
As she went through the door, out of sight of the others, I swear, she winked at me and waved her arm for me to follow.
Did I.............. well, let me put it this way, a gentleman never tells..
2007-01-02 08:38:00
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answered by thomasrobinsonantonio 7
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