That's why whenever I have a really good idea, I'm always worried about theft.

If we're not counting kids' movies - because my kid is constantly watching The Jungle Book - I would have to say Wall Street.

I have terrible memory and really bad teeth as a result.

I hate liver, but I could imagine eating some with a little bit of ketchup. Like, a lot of ketchup. I could survive in a Turkish prison, probably.

I did pass the bar in Pennsylvania. I can practice Amish law. But it's long expired, my bar license.

We saw The Man From La Mancha, and I remember there was a scene where the woman's skirt fell off, and I got embarrassed and excited at the same time.

I click my teeth together every time I want to take a mental picture of something, like, "Wow, what a beautiful sunset!" Slam your teeth together.