You know that you're part of a Spielberg production when you've got some aliens involved, but you really know when you're sitting there at a table read, and they say, 'Steven really wanted it this way.'
I've noticed that when I am selling a lot of records, certain things become easier. I'm not talking about getting a table in a restaurant.
Waiting tables has never paid my bills, a fact which I prefer to hide from my colleagues with deep sighs about the price of just about everything.
I won't say, 'I have two degrees; I shouldn't be getting your latte.' Because I paid my dues when I got to the table, I actually had something to say.
We have associations to things. We have, you know, we have associations to tables and to - and to dogs and to cats and to Harvard professors, and that's the way the mind works. It's an association machine.
People have been to jail when they're innocent. I knew I would never miss a single ball on a snooker table on purpose and, until then, I was sure the evidence would support me.
There are certainly moments in the story room where you watch the movie die on the table. You put A next to B, and suddenly none of it lines up anymore. We feel that all the time. It's a terrible feeling.
And people talk about the stimulus package and the jobs that it was supposed to create, it certainly didn't have the intended effects that everybody was hoping for or that the president and administration certainly was hoping for. So I think it's tim...
Your political reputation affects how likely allies are to trust you, and what kind of deals they'll offer at the negotiating table. There's also some emotional response in there, so factions do bear grudges. Just like the real thing.
Hyman Roth: I'm going in to take a nap. When I wake, if the money's on the table, I'll know I have a partner. If it isn't, I'll know I don't.
Professor Trelawney: Here in this room, you will discover if you possess the Sight! [stands up, and promptly bumps into her table]
Vernon: You know how they say we can only access 20% of our brain? [Vernon points out the NZT pill on the table] Vernon: This lets you access all of it.
Ernest Hemingway: If you're a writer, [slams fist on table] Ernest Hemingway: declare yourself the best writer. But your not, as long as I'm around, unless you want to put the gloves on and settle it.
Cousin Eddie: [at the cookout] Aunt Edna! Supper's gettin' cold! Clark Griswald: [to Ellen] Is that *your* Aunt Edna? [Ellen slinks away from the table]
Mr. Pink: [Mr. Pink throws his tip on the table] All right, but normally I would never do this. Joe: Never mind what you *normally* would do.
Emma Horton: No, forget it, I'm not gonna make you feel better, I'm too mad. [slamming on the kitchen table and yelling to the kids] Emma Horton: DINNER!
Vladislav: Leave me to do my dark bidding on the internet! Viago: What are you bidding on? Vladislav: I am bidding on a table.
I didn't have any money. I had a sense of terrible loss. But what I also had was a fire in my belly. I wasn't going to go back to waiting tables. I felt I had to be better at fronting a band.
In my career, there have been roles I haven't taken because someone involved with the project gave me a bad vibe. I don't care how much money is on the table: No job is worth feeling uneasy every day.
When done right - or wrong, depending on how you look at it - deficits remove liberal options from the table. Suddenly there's no money for building bridges or inspecting meat. Not surprisingly, running up a deficit is a strategy favored by the wreck...
Ever since I was 2 or 3, I loved to perform for people. I would walk up to another table in a restaurant and crack a joke, sing a song, do a dance, or something entertaining, and the 'audience' would almost always smile and laugh.
