Spinal Tap

Fuck I love this movie. Watched it again the other night and pissed myself at this scene...


MARTY: Your first drummer was uh....
NIGEL: The Peeper....
DAVID: Joe stumpy Pepys...great great...uh...tall blond geek...with glasses uh...
NIGEL: Uh.. good drummer.
DAVID: Great look, good drummer.
NIGEL: Good, good drummer...
DAVID: Fine drummer...
MARTY: What happened to him?
DAVID: He died. He, he died in a bizarre gardening accident some years back.
NIGEL: It was really one of those things...it was...you know...the authorities said...you know...well best leave it
unsolved, really...you know.
MARTY: And he was replaced by...uh....
DAVID: Stumpy Joe - Eric Stumpy Joe Childs.
MARTY: What happened to Stumpy Joe?
DEREK: Well, uh, it’s not a very pleasant story..but, uh,
DAVID: He’s passed on.
DEREK: he died. uh...he choked on..the ac- the official explanation was he choked on vomit.
NIGEL: It was actually, was actually someone else’s vomit. It’s not....
DAVID: It’s ugly.
NIGEL: You know. There’s no real....
DEREK: You know they can’t prove whose vomit it was...they don’t have the facilities at Scotland Yard....
DAVID: You can’t print…there’s no way to print a spectra-photograph.
NIGEL: You can’t really dust for vomit.

Sandy

I wake up and she is still beside me, against my skin. I roll over and hold her against my chest. This close it looks like she goes on for ever.
Early in the morning I'm always fooled by her, so calm does she doze, shadows across her face, the gentle murmur of her breath against my cheek. Yet I know that in a few short hours her breath will be come a fire on my skin, her intense gaze will cause me to shade my eyes.
Later as I swim in the smooth march sea, away from her for a while, I can still hear her voice. Laying on my back on the sea bed looking at the sky I can feel her hands on my skin urging me to return and receive her warm embrace.