In My Opinion, New York City Police

I Love Acting. Oh, God, I Love It. But All This Fame And All This Bullshit Attention. I'm Not Supernatural. I've Done Nothing Extremely Special To Deserve The Position. It Happens Every Couple Of Years, And It's Happened To Hundreds Of People Before Me.

Want Know How I Got These Scars? My Father Was A Drinker And A Fiend. And One Night He Goes Off Crazier Than Usual. Mommy Gets The Kitchen Knife To Defend Herself. He Doesn't Like That. Not One Bit. So, Me Watching, He Takes The Knife To Her, Laughing While He Does It. He Turns To Me, And He Says, 'why So Serious?' He Comes At Me With The Knife. 'why So Serious?!'. He Sticks The Blade In My Mouth. 'let's Put A Smile On That Face!' And Why So Serious?

Never Give Up On What Makes You Smile

I Apologize For My Terrible Interview Skills.

You Learn More About Yourself Through Your Child, I Guess.