I won't mention names, but in my career, the most talented people invariably are the easiest and nicest to get along with.

People say, 'Gee, you do a lot of mafia movies.' I think I've done two, out of 60.

Unless I love something or hate it, I don't want to deal with it.

To get over my divorce, I got a prescription to live at the Playboy Mansion for a while.

One night I went over to get some dope from some Hollywood tough guy. After I left, my son Scott, who was only fifteen, went over with a baseball bat to kill him. I was laughing out of one eye and crying out of the other. I thought, Who am I kidding?

I'm sort of a Walter Mitty. I got fewer brain cells than most people, so when I got friendly with cowboys, I started rodeoing. When I was calf-roping, there was something about the dirt that made me feel clean.

Sometimes it seems like this is the choice - either kick ass or kiss ass.