If Somebody's Dumb Enough To Ask Me

What Happened Is I Was Going To College In 1950. L. A. City College. A Guy I Knew Was Going To An Acting Class On Thursday Nights. He Started Telling Me About All The Good-lookin' Chicks And Said, "why Don't You Go With Me?" So I Probably Had Some Motivation Beyond Thoughts Of Being An Actor. And Sure Enough, He Was Right. There Were A Lot Of Girls And Not Many Guys. I Said, "yeah, They Need Me Here." I Wound Up At Universal As A Contract Player.

Nothing Wrong With Shooting...as Long As The Right People Get Shot.

The Country Has Come A Long Way In Race Relations, But The Pendulum Swings So Far Back. Everyone Wants To Be So Sensitive.

My Wife And I Are Both Libertarian; She Was A Democrat And I Was A Republican, And We Both Met In The Middle Somewhere.

Scott Eastwood Always Came In And Did A Good Job. And He's Now Graduated To Better Roles, And The Chicks Are All Calling And Asking Where Scott Is. They Used To Ask Where I Was. Now They're Going, "what About Scott?"