The Silence of the Lambs
“Remember, Tony, the line is, “I ate his heart with some zucchini and a fine Cabernet.”
“No, no, I don’t care for that. I don’t like that at all.”
“What’s the matter with it?”
“I don’t like zucchini, first of all.”
“Maybe not, but Dr. Lecter likes it.”
“How do you know, Jonathan?”
“Because it’s in the script.”
“But I’m an actor. The creative process means I get to decide things about my character even if it goes against the script.”
“Well, that’s stupid.”
“Jonathan, if I don’t like zucchini, how can I possibly get into the mind of a man who does?”
“Acting.”
“No. I’m going to change it to fava beans. I adore fava beans, don’t you? With liver instead of the heart. Liver is so much more subtle, I think. And for the wine, I’ll just come up with something in the moment.”
“OK, whatever. It really doesn’t matter. Back to one!”
“I’m a good actor.”