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| - This was my reading for Ocean's Eleven. Sadly, Clooney got the part...as Danny Ocean...and different lines too:
Rusty: You'd need at least a dozen guys doing a combination of cons.
Scott Ocean: Like what, do you think?
Rusty: Off the top of my head, I'd say you're looking at a Boeski, a Jim Brown, a Miss Daisy, two Jethros and a Leon Spinks, not to mention the biggest Ella Fitzgerald ever!
Scott Ocean: Have you checked out The Venetian?
Rusty: Didn't they name the new Pope at The Venetian?
Scott Ocean: Ha ha. Maybe. You would think so from just looking at it. "Kitch" is not really my architectural style...but I'm sure there's plenty of cash in the vault.
Rusty: You think we can make it out of there?
Scott Ocean: Easy. We'll disguise ourselves as gondoliers and row like hell through the canal. There are so many tourists walking around, they'll think we're shooting a chase scene from "The Italian Job 2."
Rusty: You probably look good dressed in black and white stripes with a pole in your hand.
Scott Ocean: Yeah, yeah. I already booked us in a cavernous luxury suite on the 20th floor of the new tower. We have a great view of their spectacular main pool and bikini-clad women.
Rusty: Nice.
Scott Ocean: I already mapped out where Linus and Yen will be waiting for us.
Rusty: Do they have Nacho flavored Doritos in the mini-bar?
Scott Ocean: What? You won't need to break into the mini-bar this time my friend. The hotel is littered with celeb-chef restaurants from Mario Batali, David Burke, Thomas Keller, and Wolfgang Puck.
Rusty: Get the Puck outta here! Ol' Wolfgang?
Scott Ocean: Yeah. I never did get to try Postrio. Or Burke. But I did eat at B&B, Bouchon, and Tao. The dining experience helped me take my mind off th Venetian Disneyland. You must try the calamari and grilled lamb chop with eggplant at B&B. Rusty, I even think you may even like the lamb's brains.
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