Word: jacketted
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...first check all your personal belongings, including jewlery, scarves, gloves and everything in your pockets, into a locker in Concord's lobby. Then you walk into the "trap," where a wide metal door rolls open and shuts again with a loud, ominous clang. You take off your jacket and shoes and give them to a guard to inspect. After walking through a metal detector, you are patted down by the guard--who even checks your mouth. Then you put your shoes back on and wait for a steel-barred door to wheel open...
...BEST MOMENT in Robert Altman's film version of Sam Shepard's play Fool For Love comes when the heartsick cowboy Eddie pops a quarter in a motel room Magic Fingers machine. Sprawled out on an unmade queen-size bed, dressed in faded jeans and a trailworn denim jacket, and nursing a tin of day-old Skoal and a bottle of worm-blessed Mexican tequila, Shepard rides the bed like a rundown rodeo star, and when he throws his girl May a particularly wistful smile, all the humor and pathos of Shepard's writing comes shining clean through...
...know that kid, Davey, that lady's son. I mean, I don't really know him, but I saw him last week after some Puerto Rican kids stole his jacket. It was a new leather jacket. They held a gun to his head. I saw him in the subway, and I gave him a hug. I didn't like him or anything. I just wanted to show him that not all Puerto Ricans were like that...
...always on your mind. You practice in your house. So I planned on a Monday, you know, to fight. But it didn't work out. So Tuesday I went. I had on my red Jordache. In those days it was in style. Not anymore. You like this jacket? And my sneakers and a red sweatshirt. And I saw her. Everything I had to say I told her the day before in an argument, so I ran out of words. I told my friend to tell the girl that I wanted to fight her, because I don't like...
...always calling us pieces of crap. He's garbage. I hate him. When he hit my back, he took my jacket and put it over my head, and banged me against the floor. After that I thought he was finished hitting me, but yesterday he said he was going to step on my face. You want to dial the cops, but you can't. I never talk about him to my boyfriend. I didn't even want to talk to Geraldine at first. I didn't like her at first. I liked Mary Paul better. I thought Geraldine, you know...