I don't know, I think I was about twelve-years-old and my parents took me to a log cabin in the mountains. We spent the whole day walking around looking at the countryside and taking picnics. I couldn't understand what I'd done wrong to deserve that kind of punishment.
WWarren
I think you need some time off. I mean, you can't expect to be in the limelight all the time. Take a long weekend.
Not at all! This is a clear case of suicide with malicious intent! How come he didn't just take an overdose at home or tie a plastic bag over his head like any normal person?! No! He had to throw himself under a train disrupting the lives of innocent passengers. What type of antisocial behavior...
[Warren walks around, takes hold of Sydney's arms and cuts her off]
Do you realize who I was? I was the High Priestess of Hip, the Icon of Trend! I knew Bruce and Demi, Warren and Annette! Johnny and Kate! I sailed with the Pearlmans and skied with Spielbergs! Helmut Newton photographed me wearing something rubber on a llama! I had Princess Di on my fucking speed dial!
I'm on a percentage of the drinks. I used to play the main room, Candy. The main room! Oh, god. Twenty years ago everyone knew me. I did three Jerry Lewis telethons. I knew all the players. Steve and Eydie. Rickles. Tony Newley. Paul Anka wrote "She's Having My Baby" for me. That was just a false alarm, of course. I was just late.
Joey learned to imitate me, and one day when I was out, he flew into mother's room and kept saying, "Time for your medication, dear! Time for your medication, dear!" Mother took sixteen doses of her diuretic. So Joey had to go - and so did mother. She lost twenty-two pounds in nine minutes!