Being Jewish has always been important to me. I now have 6M tattooed on the inside of my left arm. It's only a half-inch, but every time anyone sees it, they're reminded of the six million who perished, and so am I.
I read the papers, I surf the Web. At the beginning of the year, I try to see at least two episodes of every show on our network. Am I surfing? All the time. I'm aware of the landscape. I'm a competitor, so I have to know whom I'm competing with.
I have the strangest time to get cast in anything. 'Ghost' was the same thing. Six months I had to wait for them to decide they had seen everybody possible. Why not? What limits me? I'm black? Oh, am I black?
I'm not a big spender or shopper. Neither am I extravagant, nor do I have big expenses. I mainly spend on travel. I don't buy overpriced clothes, as I feel such expenses are unnecessary. I probably wouldn't buy expensive watches or jewellery either.
Jean-Louis Gaudet: Are you a real cowboy? Tex Panthollow: Sure am, kid. Jean-Louis Gaudet: So where's your gun? [Tex takes out his gun and twirls it] Leopold Gideon: Will you put that thing away!
Vesper Lynd: Am I going to have a problem with you, Mr. Bond? James Bond: No, don't worry, you're not my type. Vesper Lynd: Smart? James Bond: Single.
Wallace: [tugging on his rabbit ears] I can't answer the door! Not like this! Hutch the Rabbit: [going up the stairs] Charming! I'm Wallace. Wallace: Ah! I already am!
Ellie: It was a virus created by scientists in a lab. You can't honestly blame the apes? Carver: Who the hell else am I going to blame? It was a simian flu. They already killed off half the planet.
Robert E. Lee "Prew' Prewitt: Well, what am I? I'm a private no-class dogface. The way most civilians look at that, that's two steps up from nothin'.
Captain Davenport: What's he going to do, sail into New York, pop the hatch, and say "Here I am"? Jack Ryan: It might be just that simple, yes.
Eleonore: This year you bring a lady guest? Jamie: Ah, no. There's a change of situation. It's just me. Eleonore: Oh, am I sad or not sad? Jamie: Uh, I think you're not surprised.
Walt Bishop: Holy Christ, what am I looking at here? Laura Bishop: He does watercolors. Mostly landscapes but a few nudes. Walt Bishop: Did she sit for this?
Leonard Shelby: [running] OK, so what am I doing? [sees Dodd also running] Leonard Shelby: Oh, I'm chasing this guy. [Dodd shoots at Leonard] Leonard Shelby: No... he's chasing me.
Lisa: [In the diner after being woken at 5 AM and staring at the menu where the options are simply 'breakfast', 'lunch', and 'dinner'] Breakfast? Vinny Gambini: You think? Uh, good choice. Two.
[driving while drunk] Alicia: How am I doing? Devlin: Not bad. Alicia: Scared? Devlin: No. Alicia: No... no, you're not scared of anything, are you? [the car nearly swerves off-road] Devlin: [correcting himself] Not too much!
Pinocchio: [of Lampwick] Don't hurt him, Jiminy. He's my best friend. Jiminy Cricket: [outraged] Your *best friend*? And what am *I*? Just your conscience? Okay! That settles it!
The Operative: Are you willing to die for your beliefs? Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I am... [they draw. Mal fires first, and the Operative is forced to take cover] Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: 'Course, that ain't exactly plan A.
Jeff Megall: [Talking to Nick on the phone, late at night] Gotta go. London. It's 7 AM in the Old Empire. Nick Naylor: When do you sleep? Jeff Megall: [pause] Sunday.
[after being badly beaten by Johnny Friendly and his goons] Terry: Get me on my feet. [Father Barry and Edie help Terry stand up] Father Barry: How're you doing? Terry: Am I on my feet?
Private Henry Hook: [after being ordered to help prepare for the Zulu attack] What for? Did I ever see a Zulu walk down the City road? No! So what am I doing here?
I know that campaigns can seem small, and even silly. Trivial things become big distractions. Serious issues become sound bites. And the truth gets buried under an avalanche of money and advertising. If you're sick of hearing me approve this message,...
