If I did have the impulse to be a parent, I would adopt - or foster.

As a kid I would be put to bed when my parents had guests and because I was such a show-off I would go to my mum's room, put on her nightdress and Jackie Onassis shawl, run downstairs, go outside, ring the doorbell and pretend to be one of the guests. I'd say, 'Hello, I'm Mrs. So-and-So.

The thing about lying is, it is quite exhausting - you have to remember a lot.

I find there aren't that many options as an actor.

Hmm... Death by mini bar, how glamorous.

You cannot be politically correct in a war.

Why are men talking about what clothes they're wearing? It's so unmanly, I think. It's like Versailles before the Revolution, without the style.