Where were you in 1995? Brittany Murphy was making a masterpiece.

Tai: I could really use some sort of herbal refreshment.
Dionne: Oh, well we do lunch in ten minutes. We don’t have any tea, but we have Coke and stuff.
Tai: No shit. You guys got Coke here?
Cher: Yeah, this is America.

Tai: Do you think she’s pretty?
Cher: No, she’s a full-on Monet.
Tai: What’s a monet?
Cher: It’s like a painting, see? From far away, it’s OK, but up close, it’s a big old mess.

Cher: As if.

More Cluelessness after the break.

Murray: Woman, why don’t you be answerin’ any of my pages?
Dionne: I hate when you call me woman.
Murray: Where you been all weekend? What’s up? You been jeepin’ behind my back?
Dionne: Jeepin’? Jeepin’? No. But, speaking of vehicular sex, perhaps you can explain how this cheap K-Mart hair extension got into the backseat of your car.
Murray: I don’t know where that came from. That looks like one of your little stringy somethin’ or an others you got over here.
Dionne: I do not wear polyester hair, okay? Unlike some people I know like Shawana.
Cher: Dee, I’m outty.
Dionne: Bye.
Murray: Why do you got to go there? Why do you gotta go there? Is it that time of the month again?

Cher: Been shopping with Dr. Suess?
Dionne: Well at least I wouldn’t skin a collie to make my back pack.
Cher: It’s faux.

Amber: Whatever.

Le sigh. Is it possible to love a movie more? I seriously need to watch this today…

Whoa, I just read on TMZ that Brittany Murphy died early this morning (Dec. 20) after she went into full cardiac arrest and could not be revived. A 911 call was made at 8:00 AM from her husband, Simon Monjack’s home to the Los Angeles City Fire Department, according to TMZ. They state that Brittany was taken Cedars-Sinai Medical Center where she was pronounced dead on arrival. I’m sure this is just the beginning of this story, but regardless of the cause of her death, it’s terribly sad. Brittany was only 32 years old.

I know I teased Brittany on this site, but she was in one of my all-time favorite movies, Clueless. I always loved her because of that role! She will be missed.

Um, yeah. So this happened at LAX today. (EW HIS HAND.)

Because her face is completely enveloped in her dog’s ear canal, you can’t really tell it’s Brittany Murphy, but it is. And the Artie Lange looking dude that’s molesting her, is actually her husband Simon Monjack. The dog is an innocent bystander in this mess. It’s not even like Brittany and her husband are reuniting at the airport–they were flying out together.

Obviously Brittany is just trying to drum-up publicity because really, who again? Clueless and then Ashton Kutcher and then … I’m drawing a six-year blank. But does she have to be so disgusting about it? Even the dog is trying to figure out how to book a one-way flight to Mumbai just to get away from these two creepers.