I'm Not Sure I'm Adult Yet.

I'm A Dumb-ass, And I Poisoned Myself For Years. Now I Understand Things Better.

I'm Shy, Paranoid, Whatever Word You Want To Use. I Hate Fame. I've Done Everything I Can To Avoid It.

Here I Was Going To Work With Pacino Thinking, "i'm Not Going To Get Lucky Twice. There's No Way. This Guy Is Going To Hand Me My Ass." He Looks Like The Kind Of Guy Who's Going To Hand You Your Ass. It's Al Pacino.

Luckily I Am Very, Very Privileged And Feel Very Lucky To Be Getting Work And My Kiddies Are Not Feeling The Brunt Of Any Kind Of Horror That's Going On Today. So I'm Super Lucky.

Thats What A Ship Is, You Know. Its Not A Keel And A Hull And A Deck And Sails. Thats What A Ship Needs. But What A Ship Is. What The Black Pearl Really Is . . . Is Freedom.