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Everyone does the impression: the stops that land mid-thought, the emphasis wandering off to unexpected words. So here is the punchline the numbers deliver: measured, Walken’s pacing is textbook. Thirty-one pauses in two minutes, each holding about three-quarters of a second — frequency and length both optimal — with melodic range and harmonic clarity optimal beside them. Which means the famous strangeness was never about how much he stops — the amounts are exemplary. It’s about where. The instrument measures quantity, not placement — and on quantity, the oddest delivery in Hollywood is a model citizen.