From the bottom of my heart, Mrs. Gummer, I pity you. So perfect. Jersey girl, Yale, perfect starts. Perfect Polock. Perfect everything, English people, Australians, everything like this. But you know, really, when you think about it nobody is that perfect, right? You know, how about the pith Hellmann?
[Meryl Streep, leans back in her chair, mouths "Oh my God", and hides behind her son, seated next to her
In any event, you are perfect. In a way, they're making you a sacred cow. I know how much ...