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[tms] Thelma and Lousie quote
Sep. 24th, 2010 08:12 pm“You’ve always been crazy, this is just the first chance you’ve had to express yourself.”
“Goddamnit, Cormac, would you get off the fucking phone.”
Cormac’s eyes narrowed in his sister’s direction, but his voice was business professional light on the phone when he actually spoke. “Gracin? Could you hold on a second? Thanks.” He covered the mouthpiece of the phone with his free hand before glaring back at her. “It’s business. Why don’t you take a Midol and go shit on someone else’s day?” He immediately went back to his phone call, and Kieran had to reach forward so that Leah didn’t launch herself at their brother.
“Kieran—”
“Leah, dear. I understand that Cormac is an inconsiderate bastard. But he’s our inconsiderate bastard, so now that he’s living here, you’re just going to have to deal with it.”
Leah shook his arm off her and turned around to face him, her eyes dark and angry. “You know, I didn’t ask you all to move out here. I was perfectly content bein’ left alone to do what I had to do, but I invite one of you out here, and all of you have to come, like the Field of goddamn Dreams.”
Kieran just smirked as he moved over to sit in front of the laptop they set up on the table, taking her with him. His sister was insanely independent, always had been, no matter what her condition meant for her. Which only served to make her siblings worry more, much to her chagrin. Kieran knew how to play his cards with Leah, make sure that he didn’t piss her off, but Cormac and Leah had never gotten along, and probably never would. It didn’t help matters that the O’Malleys were never really one to pull their punches. You got with hit with the whole thing or not at all—that was just the way they did business.
Especially with family.
( *** )
864 words
“Goddamnit, Cormac, would you get off the fucking phone.”
Cormac’s eyes narrowed in his sister’s direction, but his voice was business professional light on the phone when he actually spoke. “Gracin? Could you hold on a second? Thanks.” He covered the mouthpiece of the phone with his free hand before glaring back at her. “It’s business. Why don’t you take a Midol and go shit on someone else’s day?” He immediately went back to his phone call, and Kieran had to reach forward so that Leah didn’t launch herself at their brother.
“Kieran—”
“Leah, dear. I understand that Cormac is an inconsiderate bastard. But he’s our inconsiderate bastard, so now that he’s living here, you’re just going to have to deal with it.”
Leah shook his arm off her and turned around to face him, her eyes dark and angry. “You know, I didn’t ask you all to move out here. I was perfectly content bein’ left alone to do what I had to do, but I invite one of you out here, and all of you have to come, like the Field of goddamn Dreams.”
Kieran just smirked as he moved over to sit in front of the laptop they set up on the table, taking her with him. His sister was insanely independent, always had been, no matter what her condition meant for her. Which only served to make her siblings worry more, much to her chagrin. Kieran knew how to play his cards with Leah, make sure that he didn’t piss her off, but Cormac and Leah had never gotten along, and probably never would. It didn’t help matters that the O’Malleys were never really one to pull their punches. You got with hit with the whole thing or not at all—that was just the way they did business.
Especially with family.
( *** )
864 words
