As soon as you start to talk about your own mannerisms, you are screwed. Because if you are aware of your own mannerisms, or beyond that even what makes any one thing funny to people, I really ascribe to that that if you start deconstructing it too much, it is immediately not funny.

Everyone is flawed and everyone makes mistakes and is culpable.

In the United States, there is a restaurant called The Outback Steakhouse, and I could survive in there for several weeks at least, sustaining myself on bloomin' onions and, I'm sure, their legitimate and very Australian cuisine. In the real Outback? I give myself about 14 minutes.

It's not a master plan to do every remake and every recreation of icons. It's just what I've been hired to do.

I always feel so pretentious talking about comedy and deconstructing it. It always feels somehow self-centred to talk about any sort of process.

I tend not to be someone who's on all the time, or is always trying to make other people laugh.

Children are very smart, in their own stupid way. A child's brain is like a sponge, and you know how smart sponges are.