Let's be the film Terms of Endearment

I'm Debra Winger's fart that she aimed at that cunt Shirley

I'm the CANCER

I'll be the Jews Patsy dated after her divorce, because we are so interesting and we understand your secret thoughts better than anybody!

I'm the shots.

i am the hate most people feel for S M.....

R5 hi Debra. You cunt!

I'll be the bourbon at lunch...preferably Wild Turkey.

I'm the mean cashier

I'll be Auroras big ass breakfast. Enough for two people.

I'll be Debra's glasses. Only worn while driving or shortly thereafter.

I'm Debra Winger's left arm, waving out the window, as the station wagon slowly pulls away

I'm Flap's dislike of Aurora.

I'm Mrs. David O'Selznick's unsuccessful attempt to get this film made.

I'm Flap's hospital cafeteria tray, and I'm sickened this guy can eat at a time like this

I'll be Janice . Flaps whore he uproots his family.

He uproots his family for ^^^

I'm Flap Horton and I hear a Who

I'm Auroras gazebo in her back yard.

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r13 wins.

I'm the flattened sand crabs crushed by Jack's convertible

I'm Garretts swimming pool.

And I'm Garret's belly, keeping him afloat

Ill be Auroras immaculate food Flap fucks up too soon.

I'm that sweet little boy Teddy Horton, and I'm 42 years old now

What's all this "Lets Be" Bullshit?

Hey OP, let's be older than 12.

I'll be Janice's little folder under her arm.

I'm R27, and I'll be 13 in November

It's a time honored DL pastime, R26. Just be glad it wasn't Golden Girls related and move on.

I'm the Renoir. Why am I in this bitch's bedroom?

I'm the wisp of snot on Emma's face after she sneezes and then kisses Flap. Yuck.

I'll be the unforgettable Michael Gore score. Best score ever NOT to win an Oscar.

I'll be night light in Emma's bedroom that opens the film.

I'm the slap across the surly kid's face after he calls his mother lazy!

I'm the baby booties that will definitely NOT be knitted!

I'm the bug that Aurora has up her ass.

I'm the mute smiling Danny devito

I'm Lizbeth. Elizabeth? Liz Beth? Never mind.

I'm Rudyard.

I'm one of the many books in Emma and Flaps house.

I'm the bit of food Patsy spits at Emma.

I'm the person who saw it once a million years ago and can't remember anything about it except Shirley screaming at some point.

I'm Deborah Winger's feet, often on display and more than a little too large for her body.

I am the Midol, many groceries will be re-shelved to pay for me, I am the cheap laugh ploy.

I'm Shirley's amazing looking blonde wigs.

I'm the tie Emma picked out for Flap. It was goddamn Mardi Gras finding me but he was too dumb to understand.

I the customer in line at the supermarket who "must be from New York"

I am the lackluster sequel to this film that no one saw but everyone hates.

I'm Shirley's skirt. I TWIRLED up!

We are Flap's limitations, he doesn't know much but he at least knows us!

I'm Lee Daniels. I'm going to do an update of this movie with Oprah. I'm going to add a gay husband and an AIDS plotline, because you know, you can't do a black drama without husbands on the downlow. And I'm doing it with Oprah because she had announced that she was going to Broadway with Audrey McDonald in "Night Mother." Then Miss Oprah read the script and realized how difficult the role was and then Audrey got pregnant to get out of "Shuffling Along" leaving Miss Oprah high and dry, so I jumped in with the stupidest idea I could think of and Miss Oprah was desperate.

I'm not the move where Shirl sits on the piano and sings "I'm Still Here." I'm not THAT movie.

I'm the Evening Star? Morning Star? Evening Shade?

r54 That book was so good! I never saw the movie but maybe I should give it a whirl.

We're Sissy Spacek and Jodie Foster. We turned down the daughter role to do other things.

I'm Patsy's touchstone.

I'm the drops of water that splash onto the camera lens when Jack sticks his hand down Shirley's chest at the beach.

I'm Jack's expression when he was about to leave at the airport and Aurora drops the "L" word on him!

I'm the "turbulent brilliance"

I'm "The Big Chill." I just can't compete, even with a naked G crying in the shower.

R48 That was the checkout girl who was from New York, not the customer.

I'm Debra's performance, one of the best ever recorded on film.

I'm the Corvette Jack NIcholson drives with his feet along the beach

I'm the book. I was better.

I'm Juliette Lewis. I played Melanie in the sequel.

I'm Father Time and I'm a BITCH!

Yikes, what did Debra due to her face? She looks like Laura Linney now.

I'm all the cocaine Debra was doing during the shoot.

I'm the husband who works at Ticketron.

I'm the maid telling the Dr he's mistaken about Aurora's age.

We're Jeff Daniels' white boxer shorts.

[quote]I'm Patsy's touchstone.

I'm Michael Eisner leaving Paramount for Disney a year later to capitalize on and take credit for Ron Miller's attempt to modernize the studio in his last five years on the job.

I'm the car that's blocking Garrett's driveway. My driver is breaking the law.

I'm Garretts sunglasses.

I'm the look of resignation and horror on Aurora's face when Garrett tells her that he left the t-top to his Corvette in the garage as he tears up the highway at ungodly speeds, destroying her carefully coiffed hair.

I'm Mary Kay Place doing the voiceover for the actress in the car. No one has ever explained why.

I'm ET, who was also voiced by Debra Winger.

I'm the whore who put her stocking feet in Danny DeVito's lap. Oh wait, that was "War of the Roses".

You biatches took my favorites. LizBeth and the Renoir.

Okay, I'll be Aurora's hospital cardigan.

I'm Shirley MacLaine. On my one day off, they decided to film the hospital scene. That fucking nutjob Winger threw a fit and said she couldn't do the scene without me present. I had to tell my Scotty Bower-supplied companion that I had to go into the studio. When I got there, that effing cunt acted like she was doing me a favor by calling me into work on my day off.

I'm the hood of the Corvette that Garrett slides over when someone illegally parks in his driveway.

I'm the shadow of William Hurt's penis from Broadcast News, James L. Brooks's film after Terms of Endearment.

I'm regret, I'm what the Oscar voters feel for giving Shirley an award for a performance she will proceed to repeat for the next two decades rather than the unstable Winger who gave one of the best performances many of us will ever see in this film.

At least it beats losing to a tracheotomy like I did when I was nominated for [italic]The Apartment[/italic].

I'm the oyster that Garrett obscenely slurps.

I'm Emma's bra strap that Aurora snaps.

We're the workmen who have come to hang the Renoir, at least we only had to put up with Aurora's shit for ten minutes.

I feel the earth move.

I'm John Lithgow commending Debra on her mothering skills right after she has screamed at her boys to get in the car.

I'm the last smile on Emma's face that Aurora misinterprets as lucidity.

I'm the disappointment the two young whores felt when they expected to meet a HERO but instead met some silly flirt who prowled after them all night long and couldn't button his jacket cuz his belly's too big.

I don't know how to Let's be this, so I won't.

But I love when they're about to have sex for the first time and he says "I like the lights on" and she says "So go home and turn them on!"

I'm the word 'goofy' which is what Debra played to depict 'youth' in the early scenes.

I'm Aurora's friends, which she doesn't seem to have - just male loser 'admirers'.

I am the oscar that should have gone to debra but now trapped with maclaine

I am that red polka dress that emma wears while giving that cute ass smile and hence one of the best first shot of a character

I'm Jeff Daniels miscast as a college professor when I seem dumb as a fence post.

I'm Shirley doing a brittle version of the daffy nymphomaniacs I've often played in he past.

Flap Horton was supposed to seem like that. It was excellent casting. Jeff Daniels is one of our most underrated actors.

R97, were you drunk when you wrote that?

Jealous much R100?

I'm the record of THE WIZARD OF OZ that is on young Emma's bed when Aurora is trying to figure out what they're gonna do with that hair.

We’re Lincoln, Nebraska, and we’re glad all these Hollywood assholes are gone.

I’m crib death, Rudyard.

I'm Aurora's dining room furniture, now sitting in Shirley's New Mexico house.

I'm also ME and I can't be fucked to find the link, so you'll have to believe me

I'm "Patsy" - at some later date.

[quote]Flap Horton was supposed to seem like that. It was excellent casting. Jeff Daniels is one of our most underrated actors.

I think he's quite highly rated, in fact.

R97 well to be fair he was a professional lor in Iowa and Kansas - not Princeton.

professor damn autocorrect

Just because he's a total idiot in real life doesn't mean he's unintelligent.

I’m the other thread about this same film and lately, you guys over here stink at this.

Jealous much, R111?

I'm Ethel Merman. I'm more fun to get stoned to than Mary Martin.