dedicated to my partner in crime - ~VVeritasV with love and roses.


Versace Uomo
Take One

Martin Scorcese: Alright V, baby, you look great. Now...just say your line...okay?

V: "A rose by any other name...."

MS: CUT! V...! LINE, someone give him his line please....

voice: '...and the night belongs to Versace....'

MS: Alright, Take two. Roll film.

V: "oh what a tangled web we weave..."

MS: CUT! (aside) what's with the quoting and this guy? How much are we paying him? Can't he just say the friggin' line?

Assistant: (aside) He's very pariticular, Mr. Scorcese.

MS: (aside) yeah, that's what we call a prima donna in this business.

Make up artist approaches V with powder brush. The crew freezes.

Martin Scorcese, Assistant and Crew simultaneously scream out: NO! DON'T TOUCH THE MASK!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!

(large explosion is heard. the smoke clears and the make up artist is lying dead on the floor with 8 knives sticking out of his body. V resumes his reclining position on the couch, unruffled.)

V: Now, what was my line again? I do tend to forget...


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