My girlfriend still doesn't know why her sweaters are always stretched out.

My girlfriend still doesn't know why her sweaters are always stretched out.

Home? I have no home. Hunted, despised, living like an animal. The jungle is my home. But I will show the world that I can be its master. I will perfect my own race of people, a race of atomic supermen, which will conquer the world.

One is always considered mad when one perfects something that others cannot grasp.

Nobody will ever notice that. Filmmaking is not about the tiny details. It's about the big picture.

Well, I started thinking about what you were saying about how your movies need to make a profit. Now, what is the one thing, if you put it in a movie, it'll be successful?

Do you still believe it impossible we exist? You didn't actually think you were the only inhabited planet in the universe. How can any race be so stupid?