‘The TV guy had three kids, and he was just so, like, dictatorial with them. At mealtimes, he’d tell his kids “Hurry up and eat, you dumb little shit.” There’s no way I’d say that to my kids, if I had any. But then I’m not married. Actually, I can’t even find a girlfriend, and I’m stuck doing this super-nothingy job. I sort of worry about myself sometimes.’
