Time moves on. You can't go back in time. Everything has a consequence, and the last episode of the last season is no exception.

I'm a huge fan of television, and it's a really good time to be a fan of television, because there's so much good stuff out there. In every genre, really.

I remember opening my dad's closet and there were, like, 40 suits, every color of the rainbow, plaid and winter and summer. He had two jewelry boxes full of watches and lighters and cuff links. And just... he was that guy. He was probably unfulfilled in his life in many ways.

I like kids but I also like the option to close the door. Becoming a parent is a whole other life, and it doesn't stop.

I don't have any sort of calculus in choosing film roles.

I'm able to leave Don Draper at work. I'm quite dissimilar from him in real life

Would you want people walking up to you and pointing at your d--k? I can't believe I'm still talking about this. But I've worn underwear every day of my life and the fact that I'm painted as this exhibitionist is a little annoying. It's become a meme, I guess. Being someone who people want to photograph, you have to open yourself up to the positive and negative. It is what it is. If I get mad at it I'll look like a douchebag. But it's silly.