In a play, you know where you start and end and all the stops you have to do, but in television, you can't construct this carefully planned out arc for your character. You often get a script and you're shooting it two days later, and you don't know w...
For there is hope for a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that its shoots will not cease. Though its root grow old in the earth, and its stump die in the ground, yet at the scent of water it will bud and put forth branches like ...
When most people think about the future, they dream up ways that they might live happier lives. But notice this phenomenon. When people remember the crucial events that formed them, they don't usually talk about happiness. It is usually the ordeals t...
My homies that are around me never give me that 'star pass.' I've hung out with some stars who are playing basketball and everyone let's them score all the baskets. Shooting pool, they let them make all the shots. My homies don't let me get away with...
You know, I remember Career Day in high school. I remember plumbers and lawyers... I don't remember a booth where you could sign up to learn how to shoot chickens out of a cannon at the windshield of an airplane, 'cause there would have been a line a...
I don't want to admit it, but I do enjoy the feedback from the audience. It's instant feedback. It's like, you could do a movie, shoot it for a year, wait six months, it comes out and you gotta do three weeks of marketing. Three weeks of that, and ev...
The players don't play the position game as much as we used to play. A lot of young guys go up and down, shoot the puck, go for the rebounds. You're getting tired quicker because the body has to react where the puck is going to go. You cannot read it...
I am just pitifully nostalgic. I can't help but roll my eyes at myself frequently. I mean, I still shoot black-and-white film. And I am constantly reminiscing about the 'good old days.' I'm 28 years old. There haven't even been that many 'good old da...
The Joker: My balloons. Those are my balloons. He stole my balloons! Why didn't somebody tell me he had one of those... things? Bob, gun. [Bob hands him a gun, Joker shoots him] The Joker: I'm gonna need a minute or two alone, boys.
Acting is rare. You can be rehearsing Ibsen with Sir Richard Eyre and suddenly he has to take a call on his mobile telling him his friend Arthur Miller has died. Or you can come back from a job on the Isle of Man to be told by your agent you're going...
Nicky Santoro: She was doing pretty good with her lawsuit. But before she could start counting her money, the boys back home decided to settle the case out of court instead. So they sent me. [Nicky runs into Anna Scott's house and shoots her in the h...
Dr. Nefario: And here, of course, is the new weapon you ordered. [shoots a minion with the fart gun, making him pass out] Gru: No, no, no. I said DART gun, not... [grossed out] Gru: okayyy. Dr. Nefario: Oh yes. Cause I was wondering... under what cir...
Captain Reese: An on-the-job shooting is still considered a homicide. It's never an easy ride. If you do the right thing, I'll always have your back. Do the wrong thing and cross me - I will personally throw you under the bus.
Joe: You shoot to kill, you better hit the heart. Your own words, Ramone. [Ramone fires off two shots, but The Man With No Name stands right back up] Joe: The heart, Ramone. Don't forget the heart. Aim for the heart, or you'll never stop me.
John Baxter: Wait! Ramon! We'll pack up we'll leave, anything! Ramon Rojo: Are you sure Baxter? John Baxter: I swear it Ramon. Ramon Rojo: Maybe you should discuss it with your wife. I don't think she'll be too happy! [shoots him]
Police Dispatcher: [on Cosmo's police radio] Attention all units. Transit police report officer down at Balbo Station. Kimble is suspect! Repeat; Officer Down! Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard: What'd he do, shoot a cop? Cosmo Renfro: Chicago PD will eat...
[at the Firing Range, Pvt. Pyle is shooting at the targets, doing an impressive job while Hartman watches] Gunnery Sergeant Hartman: Outstanding, Private Pyle. I think we finally found something that you do well. Private Gomer Pyle: Sir, yes, sir!
Jimmy Conway: [Tommy has shot Spider] I'm fucking kidding with you; you fucking shoot the guy? Henry Hill: He's dead. Tommy DeVito: I'm a good shot, what do you want from me? I'm a good shot. Anthony Stabile: How could you miss at this distance?
Hyman Roth: [his last words] I'm a retired investor living on a pension. I came home to vote in the Presidential Election because they wouldn't give me an absentee ballot. [Seconds later, Rocco walks up to Roth and shoots him in the stomach, killing ...
[during the Battle of Helm's Deep, Gimli has killed an Uruk-Hai warrior] Gimli: Legolas! Two already! Legolas: I'm on seventeen! Gimli: Huh? I'll have no pointy-ear outscoring me! [kills another one] Legolas: [shoots two more arrows] Nineteen!
Kelly: John, John. You are my favorite photographer. John: Ohhh... Kelly: No. You are. I only want you to shoot me. It's true. [both laugh] Kelly: Oh my God, I have the worst B.O. right now, I'm sorry. [both laugh again]
