LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE in good night sweetie
Grandpa: Perfect. Perfect. You're the world champion growler. Time for your beauty rest. Get in there. There you go. Good night.
Olive: Grandpa?
Grandpa: Yeah.
Olive: I'm kinda scared about tomorrow.
Grandpa: Are you kiddin' me? You're gonna blow 'em out of the water. They're not gonna know what hit 'em.
Olive: Grandpa?
Grandpa: Yeah.
Olive: Am I pretty?
Grandpa: Olive, you are the most beautiful girl in the whole world.
Olive: Nah, you're just saying that.
Grandpa: No, I'm not. I'm madly in love with you. And it's not because of your brains or your personality. It's because you're beautiful, inside and out.
Olive: Grandpa?
Grandpa: What?
Olive: I don't want to be a loser.
Grandpa: You're not a loser. Where'd you get the idea you're a loser?
Olive: Because Daddy hates losers.
Grandpa: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Back up a minute. You know what a loser is? A real loser is somebody that's so afraid of not winning, they don't even try. Now, you're trying, right?
Olive: Yeah.
Grandpa: Well, then, you're not a loser. We're gonna have fun tomorrow, right?
Olive: Yeah.
Grandpa: We can tell 'em all to go to hell. Good night, sweetie. I love you.
2 commenti:
Il nonnino ha ragione. Bisogna dare retta alla voce dell'esperienza... Bisogna rimboccarsi le macchine e darsi da fare, perche' il tempo e le occasioni sono merci preziose e rare. Non fare per paura e' come scegliere un brodo di dado al posto di una aragosta alla griglia. Vabbe', a volte puo' succedere che la coda rimanga un po' bruciacchiata, ma vuoi mettere??!!!
PS: buon 8 marzo
Uff! "Rimboccarsi le macchine" e' proprio una bella sfida.... Semplifichiamo con "rimboccarsi le maniche"....
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