Being in your forties - any woman who isn't there yet, I just have to say to you: Euphoria is coming to you.
I put a bullet into the back of the crocodile's neck just behind the head, thus killing it. If a crocodile is hit in any other part of its anatomy it disappears into the water and is irrecoverable.
I wanted to go to Jupiter. That was my plan from day one, and David Lynch gave me the ticket.