Charlie Meadows
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Charlie Meadows (Character)
from Barton Fink (1991)

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Barton Fink (1991)
Barton Fink: Who cares about the fifth Earl of Bathsdrop and Lady Higgenbottom and... and... who killed Nigel Grinchgibbons?
Charlie Meadows: I can feel my butt gettin' sore already!

Charlie Meadows: Look upon me! I'll show you the life of the mind!

Charlie Meadows: I sure do forget myself sometimes.

Charlie Meadows: Hell, you've got it made writing for the pictures, beating out that competition, and me being patronizing! Is the egg showing or what?

Charlie Meadows: The doctor, what's he gonna tell me? Can't trade my head in for a new one.

Charlie Meadows: I could tell you stories to curl your hair, but it looks like you've already heard 'em.

Charlie Meadows: Beery wrestling picture? Could be a pip, could be a pip.

Charlie Meadows: What a day. Felt like I couldn't sell ice water in the Sahara.

Charlie Meadows: Listen to me belly achin', like my problems add up to a hill of beans.

Charlie Meadows: Sometimes it gets so hot I want to crawl right out of my skin.

Charlie Meadows: You think I made your life hell? Take a look around this dump. You're just a tourist with a typewriter, Barton. I live here.

Charlie Meadows: I pulled off early today. Took your advice, went to a doctor about this ear. He says "You have an ear infection, ten dollars please." So I says "I told you I had an ear infection, you give me ten dollars!" Well, that started an argument.

Charlie Meadows: And I could tell you some stories...
Barton Fink: Sure you could and yet many writers do everything in their power to insulate themselves from the common man, from where they live, from where they trade, from where they fight and love and converse and... and... So naturally their work suffers and regresses into empty formalism and... well, I'm spouting off again, but to put it in your language, the theatre becomes as phony as a three-dollar bill.
Charlie Meadows: Well, I guess that's a tragedy right there.

Charlie Meadows: Heil Hitler.

Charlie Meadows: Yeah... Ladies do ask for attention. In my experience, they pretend to give it, but it's generally a smokescreen for demanding it back with interest.