Every once in a while I get the highly inappropriate proposal which is like, 'Wow, Really! You don't even know me and I don't know you at all, and you want that to happen? Tonight? Ok, I get off work at 7.30.'

I like the idea of working in different genres and transcending genres and hopefully finding success, and ultimately make movies people like.

Wrestling was like stand-up comedy for me.

The wall! Your success is on the other side. Can't jump over it or go around it. You know what to do.

Now, Bad Ass, you run your mouth about Summerslam. Well, here's the situation. The Rock says this, if the Rock hits you he'll kill you. If he misses, the wind behind the punch will give you pneumonia and you'll die anyway, so the choice is yours, jabroni.

The fact of the matter is this: Austin can take his ball, and go home. But as far as The Rock is concerned, as far as I'm concerned, this is home.

It doesn't matter what you think!