Daddy’s a litigator. Those are the scariest kinds of lawyers. Even Lucy, our maid is terrified of him. And daddy’s so good he gets $500 an hour to fight with people but he fights with me for free ’cause I’m his daughter.
This is so unexpected I uh, I didn’t even have a speech prepared! Uh, but I would like to say this. Tardiness is not something you can do all on your own. Many many people contributed to my tardiness. Uh I’d like to thank my parents for never giving me a ride to school. The LA city bus driver for taking a chance on an unknown kid. And uh, last but not least, the wonderful crew at McDonalds for spending hours making those egg McMuffins without which I might never be tardy.
And then when we get back to New York, we need to contact, um… Leslie to see what she can do to minimize the press… on all this. Another divorce… splashed across Page Six. I can just imagine what they’re gonna write about me. ‘The Dragon Lady, Career-Obsessed. Snow Queen Drives Away Another Mr. Priestly’. Rupert Murdoch should cut me a check for all the papers I sell for him. Anyway, I don’t… I don’t really care what anybody writes about me. But my… my girls, I just… It’s just so unfair to the girls. It’s just… another disappointment, another letdown, another father… figure… gone. Anyway, the point is… the point is… the point is we really need to figure out where to place Donatella because she’s barely speaking to anyone.
Dad I swear, this is my break.. this is my chance.. this is.. my boss.
For months after mom and dad died I felt like crap. Like nothing-really-even-mattered crap. Now all of a sudden I get these moments and things started to feel just a little bit better and Vicki was in every single one of them. So you may not see it but trust me keeping me away from her is not for the best.
I never knew my dad. He has no fuckin right to talk about me.