"You know what Rio? I made an assumption that you wouldn't try to climb into the dishwasher and so this is partially on me. Now let's go google how to get Rinse Aid out of dog fur."
"While I agree that, *if you didn't* bark at everyone who walked past the window and one of them did turn out to be a murderer, then I'd feel silly. I'm prepared to take that risk."
Me: okay, this is *my* food. You ate your food remember. It took you all of 3 seconds.
Rio: *Continues to stick her face in my lap in attempt to get my dinner.*
Me *Pinching bridge of my nose* : Right. Let's go through this again...
I love everything about this.
Tim Roth's "I know you never thought about it before but, yes, I am extremely fuckable" energy.
Brody dressed as the bad guy from a Far Cry game.
Dafoe's cheekbones.
Oldman just giving off "Disappointed commissar in a space dictatorship" vibes.
BRB writing a script where Brody plays the naive, foppish heir to an Interstellar Empire and Dafoe, Roth and Oldman are Imperial Ministers vying for power in the wake of of his father's death.
I love how the three older lads are dressed like Lecturers at a Victorian private college that is also somehow a U-Boat and Brody is just decked out like he's about to offer you a GTA side-mission.