You Can't Pay Enough Money To... Cure

I Remember Being 18, And My First Boyfriend Said To Me, "unless You're In The Room, You Don't Know If It's True." We Were Talking About Gossip.

I'm The Type Who'd Rather Not Work Than Work On Something I'm Not Into. I've Done That A Couple Of Times, And I Feel Like I Can Totally See It In My Performance.

There's A Scene [in The 1990 Film Welcome Home, Roxy Carmichael] In My Bedroom Where I Start Eating Almond Roca. I Was So Young. It Was Before I Knew The Tricks Of Moviemaking, And I Didn't Know You Shoot A Lot Of Different Angles. I Gobbled Them And Didn't Realize I Had To Keep Doing It. So I Had To Eat 64 Almond Roca That Day. I Got So Sick. In The Beginning You're Like, 'ooh, That Looks Good.' But Hours Later, No.

Actors Do These Really Gross, Gun-'em-down Movies, And I Always Wonder Why. They're Not Good Movies. And It's Like, "why Are You Doing Them? Aren't You Rich Enough?"

You Can't Pay Enough Money To... Cure That Feeling Of Being Broken And Confused.