I'll bump into a guy in a bar, and he'll say, "I'm sorry, Sonny!" It's surreal.

When I played three-on-three with twenty-year-olds when I was fifty, I didn't care if the guy was six eight - I threw the elbow.

One night I went over to get some dope from some Hollywood tough guy. After I left, my son Scott, who was only fifteen, went over with a baseball bat to kill him. I was laughing out of one eye and crying out of the other. I thought, Who am I kidding?

I play a guy who believes he's a king. He's the most common man in the world; in fact his family, like his suits, are just make-up. It's about dysfunctional people and dysfunctional relationships.

I don't want to be that guy mumbling into his drink at a bar.

I don't want to be that guy mumbling into his drink at a bar.