[After filming the argument with Alma as she hurries off to work.]
Ang Lee: Action!
[Heath kicks ash can. Ash can doesn't move.]
Heath [Hopping on one foot, clutching other foot]: Owww! Somebody put rocks in that can!
Ang Lee: Cut!
Should David be allowed to roam the halls of BetterMost - he's on some raunchy kick today! :laugh:
Shoot, y'all are lucky you can't see me. Then you'd make wearing pants mandatory when posting too!
:laugh: he he he!
Ten minutes later ...
Ang Lee: Thanks, Props Guy. OK, looks like it's going to stay up now, let's try that again. Tent-don't-look-right scene, Take 2. And ... action!
Heath: Tent don't look right.
Jake: Let it be! It ain't goin' nowhere.
[One by one, the tent pulls its stakes out of the ground and begins to s-l-o-w-l-y rise into the air. Heath and Jake watch in astonishment as it floats up above their heads and disappears over the trees.]
Ang Lee: Cut! Props!
Michelle - You still go fishin' with Jack Twist?
Heath - Yeah, we go up on the mountain every f-ing couple of months...
Ang - Cut! Heath! There's no "f-ing" in this scene.
Heath - Huh? Then what the hell is my motivation?
Jake- Hell yes I been to Mexico. Is that fuckin' problem?
Heath - I hate the way you talk to me
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick.
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate it...
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around
And the fact that you didn't call,
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you;
Not even close;
Not even a little bit;
Not even at all.
Jake - What the fuck are you talking about?
After the handshake::laugh:
“Your folks just stop at Ennis?”
“Yep.”