Hi there, I am John Travolta, the dancing one from "Saturday Night Fever" and the main singing one from "Greese".
Happiness is such a fickle thing, after all, one man’s meat is another man’s poison.
When I made “Look Who’s Talking” I was happy as a pig in shite, but things can change, one day you are exchanging witty quips and jokes with a talking baby, next day you’re talking to a frigging dog.
“Look Who’s Talking Now” was a great movie, but for some reason it didn’t do very well, I don’t think the world was quite ready for a pair of twatty voiced dogs.
I had a comeback with “Pulps Friction“, and you know what? I saw that as a challenge, how long would it take me to ruin all of my new-found credibility? Not long, as we speak I am badly be-wigged and making shit movie after shit movie, not bad work! Can you believe I get paid for this crap! Did you see “Phenomenon”? I can make a tree move with my mind!
I think Happiness is all in the mind anyway, nothing makes me happier than making movies that make other people happy, but they will never be as happy as me, I am the man from "Greese" remember, I was in "Look Who's Talking Too".
When L.Ron Hubbard died while oiling that speed-boat engine , he told me his last wish, he wanted me to make “Battlefield Earth” into a giant blockbusting movie, and I think I made a pretty good job of it, I know it’s a bit rubbish here and there, and yes, I do look a bit like a fanny, but I liked the way everyone else looks stupid, not just me.
You can actually see someone being sick in the toilet, that is real attention to detail.
I was talking to Tom Cruise yesterday about this movie, he liked the way the Scientology is good in it, he also liked the way I wear my hat, I couldn’t help but agree, so I let him out of my car, little did he know however, I had already farted.
At dinner my wife mentioned that we needed more milk, so I went to the store and found the Scientologist section, I got my alien milk and then went to leave, I then noticed that “Battlefield Earth” was only a dollar, my excitement could not be contained, I had to buy them all and send a copy to all my alien friends, sadly, they all sent them back saying they were dead.
Hey, let’s all get happy, I am naked right now. Crying. I think we all are in a way.
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Hey, cheer up, man. I mean, you got to see that crazy-ass awesomely amziang Hobo with a Shotgun, after all. Wasn't it the greatest? I mean, Gary muthafreakin' ROBOCOP Busey, man! What more could you possibly ask for?!(OK, true, I may have gotten a little bored with it myself by about 15, 20 minutes in, but later I heard I'd missed all the awesome parts.) Comment By: Codeine, 15 Nov 2014, Rating: 3/5