I keep getting cast as this bad guy, and I don’t know why.
My dad is a really honest, hardworking, straight guy.
I’m an equal-opportunity law-enforcement guy – I lock everybody up.
I am not a spiritual guy, but all of a sudden I felt the need to really feel things.
My friend told me I went over to this guy and he pulled a knife.
You can imagine my embarrassment when I killed the wrong guy.
We need leaders who will stand up for the little guy and listen once again.
I’m the guy to call. Look at the resume. I have kids of my own. I have dogs.
One guy told me I was a great actor, I just would never be on the cover of a magazine.
I’m not painting myself as a down-home, modest guy.
I don’t mind a gut. In fact, I would prefer a guy to have a gut than be too built.