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Sometimes the things that come out of my mouth are mortifying.
— Natasha Lyonne
film actor, actor, character actor, television actor, voice actor, presenter, screenwriter, showrunner, television producer, film director
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Sometimes the things that come out of my mouth are mortifying.
I’m a movie star. Can I talk to my entertainment lawyer?
As a rule people don’t think other people on drugs are funny. They think they are tragic. They have a point, but I still had the funny.
My fault has been honesty and I've been sentenced to a lifetime of independent movies, and that's it. That's how it feels right now.
Honestly, I'm as rebellious as I used to be and my definition of shaking things up isn't what it used to be.
I guess that is my biggest fear, sort of worrying about the fact that I keep getting more insecure as time goes on rather than feeling more grand with each turn. I feel more and more afraid. When I get my picture taken, I'm convinced it's because I must look terrible and they're going to put it in US Weekly as a joke.
The audience is equally responsible for making Scary Movie 3 as the studio system is because as long as they continue to go see Fast and Furious 4, they're going to make it. You have to remember that studio heads went to NYU and stuff and film school and they wanted to make great films and were seduced by The Godfather and instead, this is the world that were in.
My family moved to Israel when I was eight until I was 10, and then we came back, and my parents split up. I was suddenly in a single-parent home and on scholarship. Fifth grade was such a hard year for me.
My family moved to Israel when I was eight until I was 10, and then we came back, and my parents split up. I was suddenly in a single-parent home and on scholarship. Fifth grade was such a hard year for me.
My family moved to Israel when I was eight until I was 10, and then we came back, and my parents split up. I was suddenly in a single-parent home and on scholarship. Fifth grade was such a hard year for me.
