It brought me back to the days we made the film. Daniel Craig and I enjoyed filming in Montenegro. After a long day of on the set we'd gamble for real and drink dry martini's. We both hated them but got caught up in Bond-like moment.
We over did it when we rented an Aston Martin. It was all fun and games until he threw up his stuffed cabbage and Niksicko beer all over the interior. I can't tell you how many nights I had to drag his drunk ass into his hotel room.
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did you pass along my phone number to Daniel? At this point, all I've got going on is my plow guy ... and he's married. I do love Daniel ... and that movie in particular. His steely, blue eyes over the poker table ... sigh. Sorry I missed your scenes though. I fear I'd tower over him? Does he likes tall women?
English movies? Ha! We were watching Paul Blart, Mall Cop --- AGAIN!
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