Things get so sloppy when you're under the influence.

Things with my dad were pretty good until I won an Academy Award. He was really loving to me until I got more attention than he did. Then he hated me.

The more love I craved, the more distant and abusive he grew. The role I longed to play was never written into Ryan's script: daughter.

Ryan is my bridge to the past, to memories that lose some of their sting when he recounts them.

Ryan finally came to my rescue. He'd thought working together in Paper Moon would help us bond.

Paper Moon didn't bring me love.