We ended up flying through this really, really horrible storm.
Birdman
6.4s
...and nothing has changed. You guys know if you crank out toxic crap... ...people will line up and pay to see it!
Birdman
6.4s
All that matters is what she writes about us in 500 words in the Times. That's, uh... Tabitha Dickinson, yes.
Birdman
3.7s
...and all of a sudden, I couldn't remember why we broke up.
Birdman
3.4s
...with a nice pair of cufflinks and that fucking chin.
Birdman
1.8s
No, I mean here. Now.
Birdman
4.4s
Crazy, druggy, wise-ass daughter, MILF-y wife with perky tits.
Birdman
3.2s
A lot. A lot, exactly! Fuck you. Yes!
Birdman
1.8s
I'm going back to teaching.
Birdman
2.5s
Bullshit. They don't know you, your work.
Birdman
2.3s
You're not Farrah Fawcett, Riggan.
Birdman
1.3s
Who ordered a sun bed?
Birdman
12.6s
And I'm thinking, "Oh, boy... "...the next morning, when Sam looks at the paper... "...it's going to be Clooney's face on the front page, not mine." You know? Boom.
Birdman
4.5s
A douchebag's born every minute! That was P.T. Barnum's premise when he invented the circus...
Birdman
3.4s
...and an hour later, were telling me how much you loved me.
Birdman
2s
...did not mean I did not love you.
Birdman
4.3s
They know the guy from the bird suit who tells coy, slightly vomitous stories on Letterman.
