When you're in a movie, they treat you like you're four years old and give you whatever you want. On some level it's really wonderful and gratifying, but on another level it's rather disturbing. I'm sure you've spoken to movie stars and wondered: How do these people survive without babysitters?

If Plato is a fine red wine, then Aristotle is a dry martini.

I'm a gentleman, if nothing else. It's taken me years to become one, but finally I have a sense of propriety.

I have a love/hate relationship with just about all technology in my life. My first typewriter in particular. I had a helluva time putting new ribbon on it.

I'll be directing some more 'Private Practice' episodes when we wrap 'Caprica.'

My perfect day is constantly changing. Right now, it would be to lie around in a hammock reading with a portable phone and a table of food next to it. I would spend all day there. And that's all that I can possibly come up with on the spur of the moment.

Let's not kid ourselves here, robots already run most of our world. We'll be their butlers soon enough.