Abby: "Should this tuxedo have cuffed trousers? I trust your taste. Because I have none."
Ray: "No cuffs! See you tonight."
Ray pours a bottle of water on Tommy's lap to wake him up, and they talk about what Tommy can do today -- right here, right now -- to be less of a mess for the next twelve hours. I think about this a lot, like, public appearances and stuff. You have to schedule your crazy times or else you will miss out on a lot -- but the catch-22 of crazytime is that you never know what is going to happen or even sometimes when. (This is why the least stable women carry the largest purses.) So there has to be somebody to pick the person up from the situation and make sure their schedule works out. I think this would be a great job. Especially if you liked, but did not respect, the person involved.
"There are three rules for making a Sean Walker film. I always walk towards danger. Two: I overcome odds not with muscle, but because I care. And three: People feel great when it's over. When they leave that theater they want to fight for what's right."
God, he's tough to take. It's a fun archetype, the action hero pushing fifty and still running around like a little boy, but I mean. Third person.
Mickey: "Right for whom? Like framing a father for murder?"
Sean Walker: "Careful! Rebecca here will think you're not talking about a movie!"
Mickey: "Thing is, I kind of think everything is about me, so I'm not interested in the finer points of fictionalization. The truth-or-falsity is moot."
Sean Walker: "Look, nobody's really guilty in the specific, for that night. Accidents happen. Like, a person could accidentally do a bunch of drugs and then accidentally shoot a woman fully in the head and then accidentally arrange a coverup that puts an innocent but very creepy man in jail."
Mickey: "So you don't ever think about how you shot a woman's brain out of her head?"
Sean Walker: "Not really. At a certain point in one's spiritual development, you process things and you move on. And I've named a charity after her, for victims of genital mutilation in the Sudan. Colleen's Children."
The way that he says this last bit, by the way, is one of the best and most layered line readings I have seen in a long time. For a moment, he is every oblivious movie star that ever sucked and had no idea he sucked so bad. Have you seen House Of Lies? Man, I love that show. It's the opposite of what people think it is. But the closest it ever came to being an Entourage clone was also one of the best storylines, with Matt Damon playing himself as this kind of person. It was just great.