I'm tired of pretending like I'm not bitching, a total fricking rock star from Mars...
I know that sounds arrogant, but you can't not be special and have a 30-year career.
Early on, I used to think it was really cool and macho to jump out of the car and tackle the bad guy. But then when you see the stunts in the movie, you realize it could've been a lady in a poncho.
I don't believe in rock bottom. Rock bottom is like a fishing term.
We're Vatican assassins. How complicated can it be?
My success rate is 100 percent. Do the math.