Thumbtanic (2000)
Mary Jo Keenen: Geranium, Old Geranium
Quotes
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Geranium : Yawn. I'm tired of being rich. I want to be poor: dance with paupers, and have sex in a car. Oh, I do so want to be poor.
Geranium's Servant : You want to be poor? Are you half crazy? I work eighteen hours a day, for a mere shilling a week; then I return to a freezing room the size of a closet! Oh, I would pack myself in excrement if it meant just staying one degree warmer.
Geranium : I do so want to be poor... except for all those parts.
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Old Geranium : [Sitting on a chair] They called it the ship of dreams and it was...
[falls asleep and falls off chair]
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The Interviewer : Tell us your story, old one.
Old Geranium : Well, ah... I, uh...
The Interviewer : Give us but a rare glimpse behind the withered curtains of your mind.
Old Geranium : All right. It was a...
The Interviewer : Grace us with the marvelous tale of aged wisdom that is locked within the deep, withered pit of the crusty remnants of your aged, ragged brain.
Old Geranium : Fine. It was a...
The Interviewer : Grace us with the marvelous tale of withered, decrepit wisdom; spew forth from your lined, grey, wrinkled piehole the secrets locked deep within the past.