Back in October of 2007, what would eventually become the years-long and transnational saga of Randy and Evi Quaid had just started right here in Seattle. It began at the 5th Avenue Theatre, to be exact, where Randy allegedly raised hell on- and offstage during a production of Lone Star Love, a musical adaptation of Shakespeare's Merry Wives of Windsor. According to people at the theater, he eventually stopped showing up—though some said he'd sit in the bar across the street and scowl during performances—and let his understudy take over.

5th Avenue artistic director David Armstrong was reportedly glad to see him go.

A crew member sent this photo from backstage, explaining that one of the articles of war between the Quaids and the theater was the size of Randy's codpiece (as well as the color of his hair, which he kept changing):

The kerfuffle was amusing at first, but then took a turn for the sad. Quaid's fellow actors brought him up on charges of physical and verbal abuse. Evi responded by showing up to the New York Equity office and kicking a septuagenarian receptionist in the shins, "drawing blood." Quaid was banned from Equity for life. For dodging numerous court appearances, they can't set foot in California without getting arrested. They sought refugee status in Canada. And Evi sent me racy photos of the couple: her naked, splayed across a bed with a pistol in her hand; Randy shirtless with a cigar and what looks like a cream pie. They're probably unpublishable, but I'll always cherish them.

They seemed to quiet down for awhile, but just resurfaced with a video in which Randy complains that Rupert Murdoch and Warner Brothers never "thanked" him for all his hard work in their movies. Then Evi puts on a Murdoch mask and Randy simulates sex with him/her/it.

YouTube has already taken the video down, saying it violates their policy against "content designed to harass, bully, or threaten."

The real question, as always with the Quaids, is how long their money will insulate them the real world that the rest of us have to live in.

They've had a pretty impressive run so far, but it's got to end someday—doesn't it?