Hey, Mrs. Donna Jean. Whatcha doing?
“Mah part, sugah! Ah’m th’ getaway pilot.”
Wha?
“F’r the Murder Heist.”
Oh, goddammit.
“Ah’ll poke out y’r eyes if’n you blaspheme anymore.”
Sorry, ma’am. I’m just a bit frustrated by the durability of this stupid idea.
“Nothin’ stupid ’bout an old-fashioned Murder Heist.”
Why is it capitalized?
“Cuz it’s so proper, sugah.”
And you’re the getaway pilot?
“Mm-hmm. Course, Ah also provide a platform for th’ wingsuited ninjas.”
I suppose you can’t have a Murder Heist without wingsuited ninjas becoming involved.
“Be like peach cobbler without th’ peaches! Simply won’t do.”
Do we know the wingsuited ninjas?
“The Busboys from Terrapin Crossroads.”
Sure.
“Between you an’ me, them boys don’t have their papers, but they Christians.”
What precisely is getting heisted, and who is getting murdered?
“Oh, that ain’t how we do it ’round here. Compartmentalization is th’ key. Ah just know Ah land on Wilshire Boulevard right outside the Tar Pits at exactly 3:18 PM.”
Then what?
“I pick up mah passengers and get t’ scootin’.”
Your passengers? You don’t know who you’re picking up?
“Need t’ know, sugah. Ah was told that Ah’d recognize ’em. Prob’ly gonna be Elvis. Maybe Billy. Y’gotta admit this whole plan stinks o’ Billy.”
It does. I want to lodge my formal complaint about this storyline.
“They can’t all be winners, sugah.”
I guess not.
I am so excited about the Murder Heist..
I think I know who-dunnit, but there is always a twist.
Like right now, I think the Hospital Ship and Wally Did it in the Cornfield with a butter knife..
No… No.. it was Ken Babbs, Ken Babbs did it, but he could not keep quiet and talked about it.
As you can tell, I am excited, so excited I am not making any sense
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Tor
I honestly hoping that Precarious makes an appearance. Possibly covering the ground transport. I hear that he knows a short cut. Murder Heist!
Murder Heist!!! (There was a bike in the first act. Per Chekhov’s Gun, that means somebody’s gonna get a road rash before this thing is done). MURDER HEIST!!!
Crime, featuring Donna Jean, possibly involving Elvis and Billy? FUCK YES. Any chance Cocaine Jones might show up?
I am irrationally exuberant about the exploits & hijinks that are sure to transpire. I predict the highest of jinks and the ploitiest of exes. Could there also be shenaigans? A man can dream, can he not?.
Is that a Looter Plane? For the Murder Heist-like?
Money Plane.
Edge has a special suite teaches everybody I Will Follow. Donna Jean just rolls her eyes tunes it out.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ELpJqa4PaY
I’m envisioning a large ensemble cast i.e. It’s a Mad Mad Mad Mad World. Or maybe a buddy cop scenario with Big Steve as the unhinged misanthrope who drinks too much and lives in a double wide and has just been suspended again for “excessive force” but goes rogue to get to the bottom of the MH, paired up with the mild mannered Canadian David L, who does his best to keep Big Steve reigned in, but even some tasks prove too overwhelming for the trustworthy Canadian. Wackiness ensues
Gotta be a surprise cast member cameo or two as well, not ID’ed in the opening credits or previews. Maybe Ian Hunter as a guitar-themed spy-gear salesman, or Steve Miller as a doofy Dude-style street person with the key tip that the Murder Heisters need to get out of a scrape or crack a riddle . . .
Or the Comment Section appearing en masse with pikes and pitchforks, serf rabble style, in the climactic battle sequence . . .
“so may one just man become an army”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVVRMBWGBqw
Legendary former roadie with a overwhelming penchant for duct tape and freebasing named Precarious hangs out down on the piers and gives the boys info when they need it, if they supply his next fix. Lemieux will have nothing to do with it but Big Steve knows you have to get dirty if you’re going to play with the big boys, and Big Steve likes to get dirty.
How can we have Nixon without any Mao?
It is like pudding without meat.
Or a Meatless Nixon Burger without the Mayo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mNfDUfCWo5E
reading a new biography on Kubrick. in 1958 he was in talks with Brando to do a Western (would eventually become One Eyed Jacks, Kubrick got out of the project quickly) Kubrick and his writing partner would go to Brandos house on Mulholland drive for story conferences. Brando sat cross legged on the floor and when he disagreed or didnt like what he was hearing he would bang an enormous Chinese gong. love the fact that Brando pulled this kind of bullshit virtually his whole career. the behavior during filming of Dr Moreau is already legendary Hollywood folklore
i caught this during my “hiatus” with All the TeeVee You Could Want, Even “The Upper Channels”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dIw0suZB_Us
was not half bad
outstanding thank you
A man by the name of Roy Head may want a piece of this Murder Heist. You should have heard of him.
As long as we’re casting, where has Soup been sleeping all this time? I miss that man, maann.
Miss Soup too….sorry had to
https://twitter.com/waltshaub/status/1301132907352915968?s=21
Easy on the Body Blocks from the top rope My Soupness