I spent loads of time in Scotland as a kid. My dad would take us back up to Aberdeen loads, and I have very fond memories of getting chips from his favourite chippy and heading down to the beach to eat Baskin Robbins ice cream.
So I'd say that the Doc Antles, the Jeff Lowes, these people were very guarded. Carole Baskin wasn't and Joe Exotic, wasn't, obviously, because he's such a narcissist and an egomaniac that he did so many things against his better judgment.
While I do not have a sweet tooth, I am a fan of the dark chocolate ice cream at Baskin Robbins.
I didn't want wrestling anymore; I wanted to not want it. But I couldn't get a job anywhere, which was part of the reason I was homeless. I couldn't get a job pumping gas. I couldn't get a job working at a warehouse, I couldn't get a job at Baskin Robbins, I couldn't get a job anywhere.
Scott Lang: Thanks for the hook-up, too. I needed a place to stay.
Luis: You wait 'till you see this couch. You're gonna be really happy. You're gonna be on your feet in no time. Watch.
Scott Lang: I hope so.
Luis: Yeah. And I gotta introduce you to some people. Some really skilled people.
Scott
Lang: Not interested.
Luis: Yeah, right.
Scott Lang: No, I'm serious, man. I'm not going back. I got a daughter to take care of.
Luis: You know that jobs don't come easy for ex-cons, right?
Scott Lang: Look, man, I got a master's in electrical engineering, all right? I'm gonna be fine.
[cut to him working at Baskin Robbins]