P. J. O'Rourke
P. J. O'Rourke

I'm too tough and sensitive to have to have some pubescent twerp with his mom's earring in his tongue, who combs his hair with Redi-Whip and has an Ani DiFranco tattoo on his shin, come show me how a computer works.

King Kong
King Kong

Carl Denham: Oh! Ann, this is... uh... Ann?
Ann Darrow: That's all right Mr. Denham. I know who this is. Thrilled to meet you. It's an honor to be a part of this.
[shakes hands with Mike]
Mike: [confused] Gee, thanks.
Ann Darrow: Actually, I'm quite familiar with your work.
Mike:

[very confused] Really?
Ann Darrow: Yes, and what I most admire is the way you've captured the voice of the common people.
Mike: [smiling now] Well, uh, that's my job.
Ann Darrow: I'm sure you've heard this before, Mr. Driscoll, if you don't mind me saying, but, you don't look at all like your photograph.
[Jack Driscoll

looks over]
Mike: [smile disappears] I'm sorry...
Carl Denham: Wait a minute, Ann.
Ann Darrow: [to Carl] He's so much younger in person. And much better looking.
Carl Denham: [as Jack approaches Ann from behind] Ann, stop. Stop right there.
Ann Darrow: [to Mike again] You see. I

was just afraid that you might be one of those self-obsessed, literary types.
Mike: I'm sorry. I'm not...
Ann Darrow: You know, the tweedy twerp with his nose in his book and his head up his a...
[Jack snaps his book shut just behind her head. She turns around]
Jack Driscoll: It's nice to meet you too, Miss Darrow.