Despite having raked in untold millions selling every available photo, video, and autographed autopsy diagram relating to the death of her son and birth of her baby daughter, Anna Nicole Smith is still having difficulties making the monthly mortgage payments on her Bahamian home, which she insists was a gift from real estate developer G. Ben Thompson. TMZ is now reporting that Thompson, as part of his ongoing effort to evict the sedated new mom, has had the power turned off:

Without warning, Anna had no juice for her hairdryer, no power to watch herself on "E.T." -- nothing. Four hours later, after lots of threats from her lawyer, the power company agreed to a temporary reprieve until today.
But wait, there's more! Thompson and his son-in-law flew to the Bahamas on Friday and the son-in-law got on the property and served Smith with an eviction lawsuit. We're told Smith ran back inside the house and then appeared on the balcony and, in classic antebellum style, began screaming: "You get off this property. This is a gift and I ain't ever leaving. And I'll show you, Ben, you ain't never gonna see the baby again! You did a declaration for that f***head Larry Birkhead!"


Her reference to her photographer ex is but one of the memorable lines from what will be heretofore referred to simply as "the Bahamian balcony monologue," a masterful soliloquy which raises the entire seriocomic white trash tragedy to the level of Shakespearean greatness, and whose "You did a declaration for that fuckhead Larry Birkhead!" will do for Methadone-addled, opportunistic whoredom what Juliet's "That which we call a rose would smell as sweet," did for doomed teenage romance.