My Recipe For Success Is Chance, Basically.

I've Weaned Myself Down To About, On A Great Day, On A Really Great Day, Three Cigarettes. For A Nicotine Junkie The Essential Cigs Are Three: The First-of-the-day Cigarette Smoked After Lunch, The After-dinner Cigarette And Then The One Taken Whenever You Want - The Luxury-wild-card Smoke. It Used To Be Quite A Bit More. It Used To Be, I'd Smoke The Table. I'd Smoke The Patch. I'd Smoke The Gum. So I Feel Good About It.

There May Be Something In The Fact That When I Was A Little Kid I'd Been Told Growing Up That We Had Some Degree Of Native American Blood In Us, I Always Found That A Point Of Pride. So, When It Came To Cowboys And Indians I Most Certainly Did Not Want To Be John Wayne. I Wanted To Be One Of The Indians.

I Still Approach A Scene As One Would Approach A Guitar Solo. You Don't Exactly Know How You're Going To Phrase This Or That. Which I Think Is Beautiful. That Idea Of Chance.

With A Character Like A Captain Jack, Who Can Essentially Set Up These Verbal Land Mines Around Him, And Just Keep Passing The "absurdity Ball" Around And The "irreverence Ball" Around, And Keep People Guessing And Keep People Confused, There's Great Safety In That. Me, Myself, Personally, I Learn From It. It's A Real Pleasure, And I Do Need Him.

Yeah, In Every Film That I've Been Lucky Enough To Do With Tim, There's Always Some Form Of Torture, And The Nails Were Tim's Idea. They Were The Length Of The Fingers And Stuff, But It Was Okay Because I Had A Troop Of People Who Would Help Me Go To The Bathroom. They Had To Have Treatment Afterwards But They're Okay Now. That Is True.