I have no shortage of material or offers, it's just a case of what you select to do. But I think it's realistic that my chances of playing Romeo are now over.

I'm fed up with the idiots... the ever-widening gap between people who know how to make movies and the people who green-light the movies.

There are women who take it to the wire. That's what they are looking for, the ultimate confrontation. They want a smack.

A martini. Shaken, not stirred.

It's not the worst thing to slap a woman now and then.

I hope to work, support my children and die quietly without pain.

Personally I give us . . . one chance of three.