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          oh,  a movie spot without bribery?   EVEN BETTER.   “  i mean i was just gonna ask for a walk-on spot or a background extra type thing but if we’re talkin’ something legit…  i’ve always seen myself as the action movie type.  ”   she winks,  it’s a joke.   she’s not asking for lines,  just a fun little project.   one and done.   and she’s stoked that daphne is actually down for it.

       “ oh come on, you get the criminal circle special… we could kick off a whole franchise. ” daphne grins at her own joke, though she’s pretty sure they COULD pull off an actual action movie if constance really wanted. the other woman is good enough at hustling that she can definitely act at least passably. daphne’s no fool. she can make anything work if she sets her mind to it. that said, she can also easily cook up a fun featured role, or even just a walk-on for her friend. it would certainly be a fun day on set, and it’ll be good to have somebody who’s good at taking direction. 

        “ i’ll look through some scripts and see if i can find anything worthy of your talents. ”

she winks, more than pleased to have someone show an interest in her non-heist related interests. having friends is, daphne has decided, is VASTLY underrated.

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     “yeah, babe!” daphne replies, as if it should have been obvious. of course, ideally it would have been obvious, but rose is definitely a little lacking in the confidence department. deep down, daph can’t blame her. after all, the quintessential kluger bravado had to come from somewhere. those in the know (almost no one) could tell you it was a learned trait. “thought maybe we could do a ladies spa day, or something.” she wiggles her fingers for effect. “i need to be pampered.”

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“ give me a full ballerina skirt and a hint of saloon and i’m on board . ” (from rose!)

the devil wears prada starters | maybe accepting?

      daphne grins at the thought. “you know what? i think don’t think it would be right if you didn’t wear a ballerina skirt. and if we decide we don’t like it, we can just go home and watch westworld. i mean it’s practically the same thing.” of all the girls, daphne knew rose was the most likely to actually enjoy a theme bar. everyone else probably would have been gung-ho enough, but she just wants a fun girl’s night without being teased. there’s some insecurity under all that vanity, if you look hard enough.

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❛ that’s my baby. ❜ In classic, fond, joking Debbie manner.

baby driver sentence starters | no longer accepting

daphne rolls her eyes, but can’t help the smile forming on her lips. “oh come on,” she says, leaning in to nudge debbie, “you’re supposed to be nice to me. i’m gonna pick out your nursing home when you go senile. you should really be focusing on picking up brownie points while you still can, old timer.” a wink. 

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ocean’s eight-eight 

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ocean’s 8 + hogwart’s houses

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@romeoandtulle-iet | ❤

    “you know, i’m really glad i chose you for the met gala,” daphne says dreamily, feet propped up on a table in rose’s sitting room. she’d blown in from a long day of shooting and more or less demanded a movie night, but she gets the sense that rose might like having the company anyway. once the drama of the heist was stripped away, they got along pretty smoothly. with less to be anxious about, rose was a fucking delight. “i mean, i guess you guys sort of manipulated me into it, but... i’m glad.”

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YOU’RE NOT MY MOTHER, SHE HAD FAR WORSE TASTE IN SHOES

“….Nothing that I know of. Why? Are you taking a survey, Daph?”

She peers up. This is why you don’t let anyone under forty into the group. Daphne Kluger’s clever, that much is true, and Debbie– likes and hates it like a hypocrite. Sometimes, she can’t stand it, and sometimes it delights the hell out of her. She looks at that lazy posture and she just doesn’t get it. Seriously. Does she exude an air of please talk to her? (To anyone but Lou or Tam Tam.)

“Mm. Could be.”

Two can play this game. Daphne’s good at being coy, offhand–– and still paying close attention. But part of her isn’t sure she’s in the mood to coax it out of Debbie. Can’t she just ask? No need to be smooth when there are literally no stakes. Other than maybe getting kicked out. But even then, she can just sulk home and snuggle with her dog if that happens. Won’t be too long before she gets over it.

“Besides, did I not say I came here to make some friends? We’ve established I’m not emotionally tone-deaf, so you can either keep bullshitting me or...”

Daphne gets up and sits herself next to Debbie, leaving space enough for the other woman’s comfort, but still insinuating some intimacy.

“We can girl talk.”

Her tone is flat for irony’s sake, and she offers a small but conspiratorial smile. Come on, it says, indulge me.

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the devil wears prada [ sentence meme ]

dir. david frankel , 2006.

“ great , human resources certainly has an odd sense of humor ” “ his/her first assistant recently got promoted so now , i’m the first . ” “ oh , so you’re replacing yourself ? ” “ we need to find someone who can survive here , do you understand ? ” “ oh my god , i will pretend you did not just ask me that . ” “ millions of boys/girls would kill for this job . ” “ ______ , runway is a fashion magazine so an interest in fashion is crucial . ” “ what makes you think i’m not interested in fashion ? ” “ oh my god … NO NO NO ! ” “ she/he is on his/her way , TELL EVERYONE ! ” “ THAT i can’t even talk about . ” “ did someone eat an onion bagel ? ” “ i don’t understand why it’s so difficult to schedule an appointment . ” “ tales of your incompitence do not interest me . ” “ that’s all . ” “ and you have no style or a sense of fashion . ” “ who is that sad , little person ? ” “ are we doing a before and after piece i don’t know about ? ” “ i’m guessing an eight and a half ? ” “ i have patrick . ”

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‘ baby driver ‘ sentence starters.  (  ask  meme  )

          –––   a  list  of  quotes  from  the  new  movie  ‘ baby  driver ’   with  partial  credit  to  starswritten​  for  a  good  chunk  of  them  !

❛    i  thought  we  weren’t  allowed  to  discuss  our  real  names.    ❜ ❛    you  two  are  perfect  for  each  other.  i  mean  that.    ❜ ❛    this  is  your  fucking  mess  !    ❜ ❛    where  do  you  get  off  ?    ❜ ❛    you  know  that  bitch  ,  baby  ?    ❜ ❛    what’s  the  name  of  that  song  you’re  singing  ?    ❜ ❛    you  know  what  would  be  real  ,  real  romantic  ?  if  you  stabbed  him.    ❜ ❛    you  never  had  a  lucky  song  before  ?    ❜ ❛    tell  me  what  we’re  gonna  do  with  all  that  money.    ❜ ❛    i  make  a  mean  cup  of  coffee.  no  i  don’t  ,  i  make  terrible  coffee.    ❜ ❛    is  she  a  good  girl  ?  do  you  love  her  ?    ❜ ❛    she  was  a  good  girl.  i  loved  her.    ❜ ❛    i  think  …  we  should  get  some  sleep.    ❜ ❛    don’t  listen  to  him.    ❜ ❛    the  bad  news  is  ,  you’re  about  to  make  a  lot  of  money.  the  good  news  is  ,  you’re  about  to  make  a  lot  of  money.    ❜ ❛    look  ,  baby  !  mommy  and  daddy  are  getting  it  on.    ❜ ❛    you  are  so  …  beautiful.    ❜ ❛    you  must  have  friends  in  high  places  to  get  a  table  there.    ❜ ❛    was  he  slow  ?    ❜ ❛    are  you  just  starting  your  day  or  did  you  just  get  off  ?    ❜ ❛    they  call  ,  i  go.    ❜ ❛    i’m  a  driver.    ❜ ❛    well  ,  aren’t  you  mysterious  ?    ❜ ❛    that’s  my  baby.    ❜ ❛    …  questions  ?    ❜ ❛    sometimes  all  i  wanna  do  is  head  west  on  20  in  a  car  i  can’t  afford  ,  with  a  plan  i  don’t  have.    ❜ ❛    that  shit  is  bananas  ,  dog.    ❜ ❛    …  and  that’s  what  makes  him/her/them  the  best.    ❜ ❛    one  more  job  and  i’m  done  ?    ❜ ❛    the  moment  you  catch  feelings  is  the  moment  you  catch  a  bullet.    ❜ ❛    one  of  these  days  ,  baby  ,  you  gotta  get  blood  on  your  hands.    ❜ ❛    time  to  face  the  music.    ❜ ❛    i  have  to  end  this.    ❜ ❛    well  ,  ain’t  y’all  cute  ?    ❜ ❛    people  love  a  great  bank  robbery  story.    ❜ ❛    well  ,  aren’t  you  the  lucky  one  ?    ❜ ❛    that’s  right  !  you  tell  ‘em  ,  baby.    ❜ ❛    that’s  some  oscar  shit  ,  right  there  !    ❜ ❛    you’re  the  best  in  the  business.    ❜ ❛    for  god’s  sakes  ,  [  insert  name  ]  ,  leave  the  kid  alone.    ❜ ❛    yeah  ,  watch  your  mouth.    ❜ ❛    there’s  no  escape  !    ❜ ❛    i  got  the  mental  issues  in  the  crew.  position  taken.    ❜ ❛    that’s  not  the  cops.    ❜ ❛    maybe  your  friend  would  like  to  fill  out  a  suggestion  slip.    ❜ ❛    b - a - b - y  ,  baby.    ❜ ❛    make  sure  you  tip  the  nice  lady.    ❜ ❛    i  thought  i  told  you  to  run.    ❜ ❛    fuck  you  ,  buddy.    ❜ ❛    if  you  don’t  see  me  again  ,  it’s  because  i’m  dead.    ❜ ❛    you  took  away  something  i  loved  ,  now  i’m  going  to  do  the  same  to  you.    ❜ ❛    he’s  a  devil  behind  the  wheel  ,  what  the  hell  else  do  you  gotta  know  ?    ❜

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                         “what’s eating you, ocean?”

the question is posed casually, daphne uncharacteristically slouched down on the couch. her brow is furrowed and lips are pursed. debbie had seemed fine earlier, but daphne can sense something off. she’s not known for her emotional depth, but then she isn’t known for her brains either and she’s got brains by the barrel. 

                                                                                      @prfessionalthief / s.c.

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prfessionalthief:

@onlydanciing​ HAS SO REQUESTED TO HAVE THEIR ( ♡ ) STOLEN.

“Haven’t seen you in awhile, Daph.”

Lou’s at the nightclub– the nightclub she and Debbie are plotting out some more little cons with– trying to figure out what they can run out of it, what they can run in it, what kind of insurance scams they can likely pull– and she’s home, languishing in the afterglow of their success with a carton of Chinese food. Cartons. Multiple cartons. Save me some of the broccoli and garlic sauce, Lou had said on the phone, and she’s already snatching up another green sprig slathered in brown and popping it into her mouth. She’s a messy eater, so sue her.

Prison food didn’t SUCK, but it still sucked. And she thinks it’s only because she kind of got used to it.

“I heard you’re trying to be the next Ron Howard. How’s it working out for you?”

She’s moved onto the carton of rice, now, pushing one across the table once she sits back down in the makeshift kitchen. It’s half-eaten, but it’s an offering, shared with the girl she’s let into their life. Daphne’s a special case– she’d impressed Debbie, and that matters. Debbie’s impressed by so little.

“Pretty well, I bet.”

Daphne just smiles at first–– her classic: the winning smile. She means it, though it may seem contrived. The rehearsed ones simply come the easiest. Finger by finger, she plucks off slim leather gloves and folds them into the pocket of her blazer, soon discarded over the back of the couch. Daphne peeks at the table, eyes widening almost imperceptibly at the sight of all the takeout. She could use a little bit of that right about now. 

“Thought I’d grace you with my presence, make sure you’re not not getting into at least a little bit of trouble.”

Bottom lip sits between two rows of painstakingly professionally whitened teeth before Daphne just grabs the box and sits. Not one for mess, she takes a fork out of the delivery bag and tucks in, grinning proudly and close-lipped at Debbie while she chews.

“You could say that. Although it would be a hell of a lot easier if my actors were giving me anything but half-baked, one note Meisner.”

A shrug, then. She knows she could act circles around her leads, and that alone is enough of a comfort. If she has to carry the whole film on her back, so be it. She’s got a keen eye–– one she isn’t entirely sure she’s ready to show to the public. There are details to be worked out, but she’s certainly got the cushion to make a major change if she sees it fit.

“And if my sources are right, you and Lou are living a less-druggy Breaking Bad fantasy, huh?”