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I’ve known you many years, but this is the first time you’ve asked for help. I can’t remember the last time you invited me for a cup of coffee. Even though my wife is godmother to your only child. But let’s be frank here. You never wanted my friendship. And you were afraid to be in my debt.

The Godfather (1972) dir. Francis Ford Coppola

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“When Blanche first arrives at Elysian Fields [the street where Stella lives], you have the impression that she’s a little shaky, perhaps from travel, and hyper,” says Anderson. “You don’t have a sense yet of the depth of loneliness or despair or financial insecurity or tragedy that she has been through recently – and, it turns out, since childhood. That unravels during the play as Stanley starts to ‘smoke her out’ … She arrives in a gold dress and gold shoes, seemingly put together. I was interested in the state she was in before she put on that armour and that facade and knocked on her sister’s door.”
(Gillian Anderson, The Guardian)

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“I think probably the most delicious surprise for me was the humor, to begin to discover that aspect of his character was, I think, undoubtedly used, in a conscious sense for some purpose, to make some point. There are accounts of people that came to ask him a question of, to them, great importance, found themselves in his presence, got a handshake, a story, and were out of the room before they even realized it. That’s good politics, but, I also think it was innately part of him. I think there was a very joyful element to that, actually.”   – Daniel Day-Lewis on what he learned about Abraham Lincoln 

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DD: I have these very selective, kind of weird, very vivid memories that make no sense of that time… flashes of certain things that aren’t significant, like that. Do you have any memories that stand out? Like if I were to say give me five memories from the Vancouver years— being on set— just the first thing that comes to mind. […]
GA: …scene in the Pilot, with the rain.
DD: The rain.
GA: Yeah, is that a big one for you, too? Oh my god, the rain. My lips wouldn’t move! I was so cold!
DD: You were adorable.

(IBG Conversation, July 2011)

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Every day, you ride the bus and count the minutes, hoping you’ll see her again. She smiles, and you feel a strange tingle up the back of your neck. Something carnal inside of you causes your body to break out in sweats. You feel like the luckiest man in the world. She sits alone, just like every other day, and looks out the window lost in her thoughts. You know that look. She’s just as alone as you are. But she doesn’t have to be. You could talk to her. Tell her you’d love to sit next to her today and every other day, because life is short, and no one deserves to ride the bus alone.