There are two protagonists in Inglourious Basterds.
So I’m a hillbilly looking to end the war, and a Jewish girl looking for revenge.
UGH. IT’S NOT THE 1940’S ANYMORE.
I AM THE PUNISHER.
I AM THE BLACK BANDIT.
ODIOUS YOUR ASS IS MINE
FUCK THIS SHIIIIT
I DON’T WANT TO BE A NEWSIE
AT LEAST NOT FOREVER, OOOKAYYYYYYYYY?
I’m going to be stuck on a spaceship with a couple of robots, forced to watch bad movies for the rest of my life.
FUCK THIS SHIT.
KING OF ENGLAND!
Or, you know… the Queen…
Hurray for The King’s Speech!
DUDE! I am IRON MAN!!!!
I’m a Browncoat!
I’m a Starfleet Officer!
RECOVERING ALCOHOLIC/DRUG ADDICT!!!!!! I WIN!
I’m the captain of a stupidly-named cruise ship, which will sink and in which I will surely die. At least forever will be short.
I mean, I’m okay with the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist part, but really, I can do without the ‘Merchant of Death,’ and I really, really get enough of that from the undergrads…..
And I find it extremely unlikely that I’ll ever get a Steve. Or a Pepper. Or a Bruce. Or a chosen family like that, ever, ‘cause, really, the only thing that guy and I share is extraordinarily bad luck. I’ll probably end up with the shrapnel….
You know, I can cope with being an independently wealthy smartarse - last film was Much Ado About Nothing. I can also cope with Clark Gregg being my uncle who gets drunk with me.
STARSHIP CAPTAIN MFY!
Sexy Starship Captain and/or crew? i can get with that.
All I know is, it’s damn hard to do my job with Mike Nelson and Kevin Murphy making fun of everything that comes out of my damn mouth! Hey — I’m trying here! DON’T YOU SAY THAT I SURE AM TRYING! THAT’S NOT FUNNY!
I guess my job now is being flung through half the buildings in Metropolis.
Hello! I’m the Doctor. =3
Haha I’m Gru!