i saw this movie with several friends way back....

[Guest guest]

Catch Me If You Can (2002)

 

Starring:

 

Leonardo DiCaprio

 

Tom Hanks

 

Christopher Walken

 

Martin Sheen..

 

and a host of other terrifically funny actors.

 

only the unsocial and lonely would have missed the reference.

 

only an idiot would think i was using this above joke as my own words.

 

 

i mean..i headed the posting with the movie title.

 

lonely idiots are not usual here...though we do have a resident one

lurking right around the corner waiting to put his two pesos in on

every post done by the Magnificent baba bobji.

 

it's so fun to bait the little twerp.

 

ROFLMAO!

 

..b b.b.

 

An FBI agent tracks down and catches a young con artist who

successfully impersonated an airline pilot, doctor, assistant attorney

general and history professor, cashing more than $2.5 million in

fraudulent checks in 26 countries. Written by Anonymous

 

New Rochelle, the 1960s. High schooler Frank Abagnale Jr. idolizes his

father, who's in trouble with the IRS. When his parents separate,

Frank runs away to Manhattan with $25 in his checking account, vowing

to regain dad's losses and get his parents back together. Just a few

years later, the FBI tracks him down in France; he's extradited,

tried, and jailed for passing more than $4,000,000 in bad checks.

Along the way, he's posed as a Pan Am pilot, a pediatrician, and an

attorney. And, from nearly the beginning of this life of crime, he's

been pursued by a dour FBI agent, Carl Hanratty. What starts as cat

and mouse becomes something akin to father and son.

 

 

fun stuff!

 

here's some more quotes:

 

Carl Hanratty: Sometimes it's easier livin' the lie.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The

first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse, wouldn't

quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he churned that cream into

butter and crawled out. Gentlemen, as of this moment, I am that second

mouse.

Paula Abagnale: Just tell me how much he owes and I'll pay you back.

Carl Hanratty: So far, it's about 1.3 million dollars.

Roger Strong: Frank, would you like to say grace?

[Long pause]

Roger Strong: Unless you're not comfortable.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Absolutely. Two little mice fell into a bucket of

cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned, but the second

mouse, he struggled so hard that he eventually churned that cream into

butter and he walked out. Amen.

[All say: Amen]

Carol Strong: Oh, that was beautiful. The mouse, he churned that cream

into butter.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: 'Cause they have Mickey Mantle?

Frank Abagnale Sr.: No, it's 'cause the other teams can't stop staring

at those damn pinstripes.

Tom Fox: He doesn't have a passport.

Carl Hanratty: For the last six months, he's gone to Harvard and

Berkeley. I'm betting he can get a passport.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: Do you know what would happen if the IRS found out

I was driving around in a new coupe? I took the train here, Frank. I'm

taking the train home.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: [as Frank Conners] Your honor, ladies and

gentlemen of the jury, this is irrefutable evidence that the defendant

is, in fact, lying.

Judge: Mr. Conners, this is a preliminary hearing. There is no...

defendant. There is no... jury. It's just me. Son... what in the HELL

is wrong with you?

Principal Evans: Mr. and Mrs. Abagnale, this is not a question of your

son's attendance. I regret to inform you that, for the past week,

Frank has been teaching Mrs. Glasser's French class.

Paula Abagnale: He what?

Principal Evans: Your son has been pretending to be a substitute

teacher, lecturing the students, uh, giving out homework, uh. Mrs.

Glasser has been ill, there was some confusion with the real sub. Your

son held a teacher-parent conference yesterday and was planning a

class field trip to a French bread factory in Trenton.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: CHRIST. Terry. This is Italian knit.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Brenda, I don't want to lie to you anymore. All

right? I'm not a doctor. I never went to medical school. I'm not a

lawyer, or a Harvard graduate, or a Lutheran. Brenda, I ran away from

home a year and a half ago when I was 16.

Brenda Strong: Frank? Frank? You're not a Lutheran?

Frank Abagnale Jr.: Ah, people only know what you tell them, Carl.

Carl Hanratty: But, sir, we're gonna let him get away.

Assistant Director Marsh: No, Carl, you let him get away.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: Where's your mother?

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: I don't know. She said something about going to

look for a job.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: What's she gonna be, a shoe salesman at a

centipede farm?

Frank Abagnale Sr.: She's so stubborn, your mother - Don't worry I

won't let her go without a fight. - I've been fighting for her since

the day we met.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Dad, out of all those men - You were the one who

took her home, remember that.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: Two hundred men sitting in that tiny social hall

watching her dance. What was the name of that town?

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Montrichard, dad.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: I didn't speak a word of French, six weeks later

she was my wife.

Carl: I love my job!

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Stop chasing me!

Carl Hanratty: I can't stop, it's my job.

 

 

Hilarious Stuff!

 

don't miss it if you missed it.

 

invite some friends over to watch the DVD with you.

 

everyone will love it except the little creep not invited..ever.

 

so sad.

 

Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

 

..b b.b.

[Guest guest]

Nisargadatta , " .b bobji baba "

<Roberibus111 wrote:

>

> Catch Me If You Can (2002)

>

> Starring:

>

> Leonardo DiCaprio

>

> Tom Hanks

>

> Christopher Walken

>

> Martin Sheen..

>

> and a host of other terrifically funny actors.

>

> only the unsocial and lonely would have missed the reference.

>

> only an idiot would think i was using this above joke as my own words.

>

>

> i mean..i headed the posting with the movie title.

>

> lonely idiots are not usual here...though we do have a resident one

> lurking right around the corner waiting to put his two pesos in on

> every post done by the Magnificent baba bobji.

>

> it's so fun to bait the little twerp.

>

> ROFLMAO!

>

> .b b.b.

>

> An FBI agent tracks down and catches a young con artist who

> successfully impersonated an airline pilot, doctor, assistant attorney

> general and history professor, cashing more than $2.5 million in

> fraudulent checks in 26 countries. Written by Anonymous

>

> New Rochelle, the 1960s. High schooler Frank Abagnale Jr. idolizes his

> father, who's in trouble with the IRS. When his parents separate,

> Frank runs away to Manhattan with $25 in his checking account, vowing

> to regain dad's losses and get his parents back together. Just a few

> years later, the FBI tracks him down in France; he's extradited,

> tried, and jailed for passing more than $4,000,000 in bad checks.

> Along the way, he's posed as a Pan Am pilot, a pediatrician, and an

> attorney. And, from nearly the beginning of this life of crime, he's

> been pursued by a dour FBI agent, Carl Hanratty. What starts as cat

> and mouse becomes something akin to father and son.

>

>

> fun stuff!

>

> here's some more quotes:

>

> Carl Hanratty: Sometimes it's easier livin' the lie.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: Two little mice fell in a bucket of cream. The

> first mouse quickly gave up and drowned. The second mouse, wouldn't

> quit. He struggled so hard that eventually he churned that cream into

> butter and crawled out. Gentlemen, as of this moment, I am that second

> mouse.

> Paula Abagnale: Just tell me how much he owes and I'll pay you back.

> Carl Hanratty: So far, it's about 1.3 million dollars.

> Roger Strong: Frank, would you like to say grace?

> [Long pause]

> Roger Strong: Unless you're not comfortable.

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Absolutely. Two little mice fell into a bucket of

> cream. The first mouse quickly gave up and drowned, but the second

> mouse, he struggled so hard that he eventually churned that cream into

> butter and he walked out. Amen.

> [All say: Amen]

> Carol Strong: Oh, that was beautiful. The mouse, he churned that cream

> into butter.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: You know why the Yankees always win, Frank?

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: 'Cause they have Mickey Mantle?

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: No, it's 'cause the other teams can't stop staring

> at those damn pinstripes.

> Tom Fox: He doesn't have a passport.

> Carl Hanratty: For the last six months, he's gone to Harvard and

> Berkeley. I'm betting he can get a passport.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: Do you know what would happen if the IRS found out

> I was driving around in a new coupe? I took the train here, Frank. I'm

> taking the train home.

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: [as Frank Conners] Your honor, ladies and

> gentlemen of the jury, this is irrefutable evidence that the defendant

> is, in fact, lying.

> Judge: Mr. Conners, this is a preliminary hearing. There is no...

> defendant. There is no... jury. It's just me. Son... what in the HELL

> is wrong with you?

> Principal Evans: Mr. and Mrs. Abagnale, this is not a question of your

> son's attendance. I regret to inform you that, for the past week,

> Frank has been teaching Mrs. Glasser's French class.

> Paula Abagnale: He what?

> Principal Evans: Your son has been pretending to be a substitute

> teacher, lecturing the students, uh, giving out homework, uh. Mrs.

> Glasser has been ill, there was some confusion with the real sub. Your

> son held a teacher-parent conference yesterday and was planning a

> class field trip to a French bread factory in Trenton.

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: CHRIST. Terry. This is Italian knit.

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Brenda, I don't want to lie to you anymore. All

> right? I'm not a doctor. I never went to medical school. I'm not a

> lawyer, or a Harvard graduate, or a Lutheran. Brenda, I ran away from

> home a year and a half ago when I was 16.

> Brenda Strong: Frank? Frank? You're not a Lutheran?

> Frank Abagnale Jr.: Ah, people only know what you tell them, Carl.

> Carl Hanratty: But, sir, we're gonna let him get away.

> Assistant Director Marsh: No, Carl, you let him get away.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: Where's your mother?

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: I don't know. She said something about going to

> look for a job.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: What's she gonna be, a shoe salesman at a

> centipede farm?

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: She's so stubborn, your mother - Don't worry I

> won't let her go without a fight. - I've been fighting for her since

> the day we met.

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Dad, out of all those men - You were the one who

> took her home, remember that.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: Two hundred men sitting in that tiny social hall

> watching her dance. What was the name of that town?

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Montrichard, dad.

> Frank Abagnale Sr.: I didn't speak a word of French, six weeks later

> she was my wife.

> Carl: I love my job!

> Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Stop chasing me!

> Carl Hanratty: I can't stop, it's my job.

>

>

> Hilarious Stuff!

>

> don't miss it if you missed it.

>

> invite some friends over to watch the DVD with you.

>

> everyone will love it except the little creep not invited..ever.

>

> so sad.

>

> Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

>

> .b b.b.

>

 

 

 

 

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