Comeback Is A Good Word,

When I Was Like 12 Or 13,muhammad Ali Gave Me A Pair Of His Trunks That Were White Satin With Gold Stripes. They Were Full Of Blood, And My Mother Threw Them Away. I Think It's The First Time I Ever Cursed At My Mother.

I Had Achieved So Much Success In My Career And Then Had This Spectacular Fall From Grace That Left Me Unemployed And Living In A Town, Los Angeles, That Is Built On Envy. Once You Fall, People Don't Really Root For You To Come Back Again. I'd Go To Restaurants Where I Always Had The Best Table And Half The Time They Wouldn't Even Let Me Pay. And Then When I Stopped Making Movies, The Same Places Wouldn't Even Give Me A Lousy Table, Never Mind The Best One!

I Started Having Some Memory-loss Issues. I Took A Neurological Exam, And They Said, "well, You Should Stop Fighting Now." And I Kept Begging Them For One More Fight, One More Fight, And The Doctor Said To Me, "how Much Are They Going To Pay You?" I Was Supposed To Fight Three More Times, And One Would Have Been For A Cruiser Belt. So I Said, "i Just Need To Fight Three More Times." He Said, "listen, You Can't Even Get Hit In The Head One More Time, Your Neuro Is So Bad."

I Had A Bonding Problem When I Went Off And Boxed For Five Years. I Was Over In Europe And Asia Fighting Because I Wanted To Do Something Different; I Was Tired Of Acting. But The Thing Is, When I Was Done Doing That, I Couldn't Get A Job.

I Probably Did A Dozen Plays, Like Off-off-broadway Stuff.