Fierce Creatures (1997)

Jamie Lee Curtis: Willa Weston

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Quotes 

• Vince McCain : You mean he's dead?

  Willa Weston : [sombre]  Yes.

  Vince McCain : And he's not coming back?

  Rollo Lee : [sombre]  No. I'm sorry.

  [Vince leans his head against the wall, as though grieving, then tilts back his head and everyone sees him laughing] 

  Vince McCain : I'm so happy!

  [to Rod's corpse] 

  Vince McCain : You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!

  [punching it] 

  Vince McCain : You big-fat-bastard! YES!

• Willa Weston : You really don't like animals, do you?

  Vince McCain : No, it's not that I don't like them, I just don't see the point. I remember, when I was five, my mother got me this... dog. Pft. I just didn't *get* it. I suppose I had nothing I needed fetched. So I sold him.

  Willa Weston : How sad.

  Vince McCain : Oh, he got over it.

• Rollo Lee : About some of these sponsorship ideas.

  Willa Weston : Mmm?

  Rollo Lee : I, I wonder if you and your fiancé don't, don't feel that... some, some of them are...

  Willa Weston : [interrupting]  Fiancé? Vince? No, no. No, no, we're not together.

  Rollo Lee : Ohh, good.

  Willa Weston : "Good"?

  Rollo Lee : Good. - I mean, I know we're not making 20% yet, but, but some of the marketing devices are a bit... a bit... crude?

  Willa Weston : Yes.

  Rollo Lee : Good. Because, you know, the, the keepers and, um, and I were...

  Willa Weston : [looking into the lemur cage, while removing her jacket to expose a skimpy dress]  Oh, look at that. *Aren't* they *gorgeous*? Oh, they just make you want to *fondle* them...

  Rollo Lee : Oh yes. Yes, yes, uh, yes, I see what you mean. Yes.

  Willa Weston : Is this one your favorite?

  Rollo Lee : Yes, yes, I like him breast of... uh, best, ahem, of all the... the small mammaries. Mammals. (Sorry.) Ahem. Yes, his, his name's, uh, Rollo, actually.

  Willa Weston : Really.

  Rollo Lee : Hm. Yes, so I, I sort of feed him some little special tits-bits. Tits. Tid, tid, sorry, tidbits. (Keep making boobs.) Anyway, he just... loves his nuts.

  Willa Weston : [slowly]  Does he? Hmm. And is, uh, Rollo very sexually active?

  Rollo Lee : Well, he, he doesn't have a, a partner at the moment. You, you know, if he, if he had one...

  Willa Weston : One?

  Rollo Lee : Hm?

  Willa Weston : I mean, just one? He wouldn't get bored, or...? I mean... you had two... in your cage the other day.

  Rollo Lee : Oh, yes, huh. I mean, um, some of those, some of those sponsorship gimmicks are a bit sexcessive... exsexi... sexiss...

  Willa Weston : Excessive.

  Rollo Lee : That's it, sorry. Freudian slit. Slut. Slot.

• Willa Weston : For one thing, he loves animals.

  Vince : Oh, he doesn't just love 'em.

• Willa Weston : I love this zoo.

  Rollo Lee : I love zoo too.

• Willa Weston : What are you doing?

  Vince McCain : I'm freezing him.

  Willa Weston : Why?

  Vince McCain : He's gotta be cryogenically frozen until they find a cure.

  Willa Weston : Yeah, a cure? Vince, he has a bullet in the brain.

  Vince McCain : Well, get more ice.

  Willa Weston : Vince, there is no cure for a bullet in the brain. It is very fatal.

• Willa Weston : Why do you work for us, Rollo?

  Rollo Lee : Cowardice?

• Willa Weston : What about the quality of the experience?

  Vince McCain : No, Rod says quality has never worked for him.

  Willa Weston : Right! Everything he touches gets tackier.

  Vince McCain : Well, that's the price of success.

• Willa Weston : You know what you are? You're pronoid.

  Vince McCain : "Pronoid"?

  Willa Weston : Mm-hmm. It means that contrary to all the available evidence, you actually think that people like you. Your perception of life is that it's one long benefit dinner in *your* honor with everybody cheering *you* on and wanting *you* to win everything. You think you're the prince, Vince.

• [Vince opens the door and leans halfway into Willa's office] 

  Vince McCain : Willa, can I ask you a question?

  Willa Weston : Sure.

  Vince McCain : Those breasts real?

  Willa Weston : Yes.

  Vince McCain : [Closes door, but we hear him through it]  Yippee.

  [Reopens door and comes in] 

  Vince McCain : You know, Willa, uh, you better be careful dressed like that around here. People will think you're sleeping your way to the top.

  Willa Weston : Just as long as they don't think I'm sleeping my way to the middle.

• [She wants him to think they'll have sex - eventually] 

  Willa Weston : I think it's too soon.

  Vince McCain : Why?

  Willa Weston : Because what we have is special.

  Vince McCain : No it isn't.

• Willa Weston : He reminds me of my father.

  Vince McCaine : Was your father ugly?

• Willa Weston : [looking at the will]  It's short!

  Rollo Lee : Yes - the simpler it is, the more watertight!

• Willa Weston : Vince, tell me about the sponsorships.

  Vince McCain : What sponsorships?

  Willa Weston : The ones you told Rod about.

  Vince McCain : I made them up.

  Willa Weston : Vince, I...

  [She turns around, seeing Vince with his shirt off] 

  Willa Weston : What are you doing?

  Vince McCain : [He turns around]  Getting undressed

  [his pants drop] 

  Vince McCain : For sex. I thought you were in the bedroom.

  Willa Weston : I was getting this dinner.

  Vince McCain : Oh, okay. You want to eat first?

• [after her "close encounter" with Jambo, Willa wanders out of the kitchen in a daze] 

  Gerry Ungulates : You okay, Ms. Weston?

  Willa Weston : No, I'm fine, I... I-I just...

  Gerry Ungulates : Oh... you made contact.

  [Willa smiles and nods. Gerry and the other keepers smile and nod encouragingly]