You know, sometimes I think I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me and now it's all gone. And I'll never get it back in me. It's too late. Life is a series of closing doors, isn't it?

Is it just me, or am I nailing this interview? I kind of feel like I'm nailing it.

This is BoJack. (Beat) Horseman. Obviously.