Even before my audition, there were several pages missing from my script because those bits were so unbelievably secret not even I was allowed to see them.
If they had a social gospel in the days of the prodigal son, somebody would have given him a bed and a sandwich and he never would have gone home.
I was walking along and this chair came flying past me, and another, and another, and I thought, man, is this gonna be a good night.

