Cutlets, Muscat and Doubt

"Mmm.  Those herbed veal cutlets Quigley were simply manna from heaven.  It troubles me to mention, however, that the bread was dryer than a camel's toes-what on earth happened Quigs?  Your loaves are usually baked to perfection!"

"Yes, I'm sorry about that Mews.  Perhaps it's all that's happened this week.  I've been a little distracted."

"Well, I've a cure for that," Mews says pulling out a DVD and a small bottle of liquor with elan.  A glass of muscat and a movie should ease your troubled mind, no?"  Quigs nods takes a look at the movie title.

" 'Doubt?'  Isn't that the tale about a conflict between an accused priest and a prudish Meryl Streep?  Oh dear, don't we have something more on the lighter side of things Mews?  I'm already battling a gnawing case of acid reflux."  Mews smiles.

"Let's watch it.  I think it will give us some insight on this trouble with Horst.  All this finger pointing, all these prejudices and assumptions. I think it is just the movie for us gentlemen."

"Very well Mews, very well.  Hand me that Muscat at once though, won't you?"   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwfOJcdNZhA&feature=related