What you like. What books you've read. What movies you're into. It's fucked up, you know?
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You know those are real guns, right? Of course they are real.
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I have some news for you. Javi Ford coppola. Sit. Eat with me.
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Can't we just focus on the good times we did have together? Addy, that trip we took across the desert. I never showed you this before, but I keep this little photo in my wallet to remind me of all the fun we had.
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You think she can help you, Sergio, hmm?
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Oh! Hollywood Javi. There he is.
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Fuck!
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I'd like to introduce my wife Barbara. Why for? She was born in Santa Barbara, California.
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Custom Springfield armory. Made specifically for the film. Is this supposed to be me? It's... Grotesque. Just look at the guns. If you don't mind me asking, how much did you pay for this disturbing statue? Hmm. About $6,000. I'll give you $20,000 for it.
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But here's what I keep coming back to. Would either of you have wanted to prevent me from living my artistic dreams? Because I sure know I wouldn't have wanted that for either of you.
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And, uh, I know it wasn't great, but that song... I meant that moment that I wrote in that song. I meant it. You didn't write it. You got drunk and you made it up, because you couldn't stand not being the center of attention for two fucking seconds. Addy. Because everything always has to be about you.
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You're the kind of friend I could not see for years, and not even really talk to and just pick up right where we left off. I totally agree.
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Nick... I meant what I said back there.
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You... you're into Gabriela? Are you fucking kidding me? I can't be with Gabriella, because that would put a target on her back. Wait, you seriously didn't realize that we liked each other? You're in the CIA! I'm not in the CIA. I'm a goddamn actor. You know that. The only organization I'm a part of is the screen actors guild of america. And aftra. But I don't even know what that is. I think it's a radio thing. Just put down the gun. No way. You go first. I'm not going first. You brought my family out here. This is so fucked! I don't wanna kill you. You're the last person I wanna kill. I fucking love you! I love you!
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Okay. You just run out there. You get the truck. You come back and get me. I will keep a lookout. Uh-huh. Love it. Love the plan. But given that you've saddled me with what basically amounts to fucking penny loafers maybe you should go, and I'll stay here. I love that plan, I do. But you are a faster runner than me, even with subpar footwear. I saw how fast you were in national treasure. No, that'd be the stunt department. Not according to the making of featurette.