Fate Pulls You In Different Directions

For A Man, Once You've Sired Your Pups, You're Done.

I Just Kind Of Had My Own Impressions Growing Up With Hoover As A Heroic Figure In The 40s - Actually The 30s, 40s, And 50s And Beyond - But This Was All Prior To The Information Age So We Didn't Know About Hoover Except What Was Usually In The Papers, And This Was Fun, Because This Was A Chance To Go Into It [ During Filming 'j. Edgar Hoover' ]

I've Lived Through The Shooting Of Movie, The Editing And Every Other Process Along The Way, So It's Not For Me To Really Judge It. I'll Probably Look At It Again Five Years From Now To Get A Fresh Feel For It.

I Have A Very Strict Gun Control Policy: If There's A Gun Around, I Want To Be In Control Of It.

Listen, Punk. To Me You're Nothin' But Dogshit, You Understand? And A Lot Of Things Can Happen To Dogshit. It Can Be Scraped Up With A Shovel Off The Ground. It Can Dry Up And Blow Away In The Wind. Or It Can Be Stepped On And Squashed. So Take My Advice And Be Careful Where The Dog Shits Ya!