| This is how I imagine that he got that role (at least it is humorous to me):
Director of gay cowboy movie: Heath, my man, my main man, the manliest of men...
Heath: What do you want?
Director: Have I got a role for you!
Heath: Shoot it at me you limey wank.
Director: Ok, picture this, two friends, good friends, they are cowboys... and you know how it gets cold? Well they become intimate...
Heath: They are gay?!
Director: Well, you could say gay, more like lovers... their friendship blossoms...
Heath: you want me to play a gay cowboy?
Director: Well, uh, sexually confused cowboy...
Heath: Hell n... gay cowboy?! Hell no!
Director: How about for $25 mil. (I don't really know what actors get offered).
Heath: Look man, you are wasting my time, I got this movie about coke dealers in Miami bro, you know what that means, Latin chicks and the beach. Besides, I played a Revolutionary War soldier... an American soldier, and I am Australian Mah Fugga, I played a friggin' knight, an outlaw, a skater punk, and I made out with Julia Stiles, I know at least five people who would want to do that. Ask that Orlando Bloom bloke, he is pretty fruity. Gay cowboys? What a dumb idea. Buggar off!
Director: I'll double what they are paying you.
Heath: Do I have to kiss a dude?
Director: Well, uh, yes, actually?
Heath: Add about five more zeros to that check buddy and you have yourself a deal, mate. I want five cases of Fosters a day, got that mate? And get those Olsen chicks over hear, I'll be their Uncle Jesse... if you know what I mean. |