Die, Mommie, Die! (2003)
Frances Conroy: Bootsie Carp
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Quotes
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Sam Fishbein : [At the funeral parlor: a producer friend passionately eulogizes Sol] Let us mourn the loss of a "warrior king," felled not in the field of battle, but by coronary thrombosis. As a producer myself, I would have preferred to see a man with Sol Sussman's stature lying in state: a draped catafalque, burning tapers... It distresses me that such a man should be hurriedly cremated like a mongrel DOG at the pound!
Bootsie Carp : Amen! At last the truth is spoken.
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Bootsie Carp : You've never fooled me! You're nothing but trash washed over the Canadian border!
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Bootsie Carp : Men are like Halloween pumpkins. They may look different but inside they're all the same mush.
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Sol Sussman : [Sol is in his den, on the phone, pleading with a money lender of apparently dubious character. Bootsie, the maid, passes by in an adjoining hallway and begins to eavesdrop the conversation] There were extenuating circumstances... Well, you're not in the movie business so you wouldn't understand. These things were beyond my control... What?
Sol Sussman : -
[Bootsie, still eavesdropping, enters one of the nearby doors to get closer to Sol's den. Sol's agitated phone conversation continues]
Sol Sussman : It's impossible... You gotta' give me... You gotta'... Please! Oh, God...
Sol Sussman : [the sound of the phone receiver slamming down is heard] Oh my God!... Oh my God!... Oh my God!... Oh my God!...
Bootsie Carp : [Alarmed at hearing Sol in obvious distress, Bootsie enters his den] Are you sick, Mr. S? Should I call Dr. Mendell?
Sol Sussman : No, no... Nathan Mendell I don't need.
Bootsie Carp : [Sitting down in front of his desk] Talk to Bootsie. Let her help.
Sol Sussman : -
[Confused and despondent]
Sol Sussman : I... I... I'm out of date. I'm out of touch. My kind of movies' pleas for tolerance of the Jew or the Negro or the immigrant Italian are made a mockery of today. These kids in the beards, they seek to tear down the Establishment. When the fuck did I become the Establishment?
Sol Sussman : [Sympathetically] You're a great man, Mr. S.
Sol Sussman : [Agitated] I'm finished. I'm kaput! Bootsie, the only way I could finance this film was to borrow money from... "less than reputable" associates.
Bootsie Carp : [Slightly shocked] The "Mob"?
Sol Sussman : The gods have turned against me. The rotten weather, an actress dying and... now the film has fallen apart. They're threatening to give me a bath in cement if I don't pay up! Bootsie, you're lookin' at a corpse.
Bootsie Carp : [Solemnly quoting Biblical scripture] "He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty." Proverbs, 16.
Sol Sussman : It's Angela. She's a witch! She put a curse on me! Oh, God! Oh, God! God, God, God, God...
[Sol breaks down, sobbing and wailing. Bootsie goes over to console him in her arms]
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Bootsie Carp : [Gathered outside the house after Sol's death: police are talking to family members, and paramedics are preparing to take Sol's body away] Mrs. S, it's best that I go. You're much too fragile, and way too famous.
Policeman : Mrs. Sussman, that'll be all for now. You've been very helpful.
Angela Arden : And you're a delight. I can't get over... you're all so darned good looking. You could be actors!
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Angela Arden : Where is Edith? We're going to be late for the funeral.
Bootsie Carp : I do worry about that child. But as my wise uncle Enoch used to say, "As ketchup is to meatloaf, so sorrow is a condiment to joy."
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Angela Arden : [Back at the house after the funeral for Sol] Bootsie, remove some of these floral tributes. They're wilting and I can't bear to be surrounded by more death.
Bootsie Carp : I think I'll put some of these petals in the pages of my bible.
Angela Arden : As you wish.