By My Third Year Of

As An Actor You Appreciate The Security Of A Job. But I Don't Ever Want To Get Too Comfortable.

It's Over. The Franchise Is Dead. The Press Killed It. Your Magazine F**king Killed It. New York Magazine. It's Like All The Critics Got Together And Said, 'this Franchise Must Die.' Because They All Had The Exact Same Review. It's Like They Didn't See The Movie. Got Any More Gum?

By My Third Year Of Law And Order, I Was Climbing The Walls. But You Don't Leave A Hit Show, Especially When You Have A Five-year Contract.

Why Don't We Save Time And You Just Tell Me What I Want?

No One Ever Takes My Side.