Whose that Movie?

• Do you know fear? Have you ever had your heart beating in your chest so intensely... that you can't even breathe?This is a story of... monsters... hideous nightmares crawling in the night. I've seen them. I've seen them in visions. And you... will... too. (Laughs.) I know what you must be thinking, what's this crazy guy doing out here in this godforsaken landscape? Well, I'll tell you. For this is the only place in the country where I can tell the truth and they can't. Hit me.
• (It seems appropriate today for some reason....here's a obscure reference and an oblique hint....with great power comes great responsibility.....it is not what it seems)

Whose that Movie?

Huma: If there ever was a time we definitely needed every ounce of allure, it's tonight. If we're going to wreck Donald Trump's evening, we've simply got to be a sensation.

Hillary: Baby, don't you think I could be a sensation without the corset?

Huma: You're competing with an Eastern girl. I'll wager Trump doesn't make a move without a corset.

Hillary: Well, I certainly don't relish wearing this thing. But pride has come to the rescue. For tonight, I'll do anything.

Huma: It'll be worth it. If we can create a breathtaking effect, it'll be simple to monopolize all the worthwhile men.

Hillary: Exactly. There are only going to be about twenty boys worth looking at anyway. We can certainly handle twenty men. I should hope! Can you handle ten?

Huma: Seven or eight.

Hillary: If you'll guarantee eight, I can handle the rest of them. After all. We are lesbians. There no emotions involved. Let's get out there and fool them.

(You can't blame it on the Ferguson effect but you would be close to meeting up in there)

If the Hillary Campaign could be taped....what would we hear

Huma: It was bad, Mama. They laughed at me. They have made a documentary about it now. Hold me, Mama. Please hold me.

Hillary: I should've killed myself when he put it in me. After the first time, before we were married, he promised never again. He promised, and I believed him. But sin never dies. Sin never dies. At first, it was all right. We lived sinlessly. We slept in the same bed, but we never did it. And then, that night, I saw him looking down at me that way. We got down on our knees to pray for strength. I smelled the whiskey on his breath. Then he took me. He took me, with the stink of filthy roadhouse whiskey on his breath, and I liked it. I liked it! With all that dirty touching of his hands all over me. I should've given you to God when you were born, but I was weak and backsliding, and now the Devil has come home. We'll pray.

Huma: Yes. Allah Akbar.

Hillary: We'll pray. We'll pray. We'll pray for the last time. We'll pray.

(Whose that Movie)