Kinski walked off, packed all his things and was absolutely serious about quitting and leaving at once- he'd already broken his contract 40 or 50 times. I went up to him and said, 'You can't do this.' I told him I had a rifle and that he'd only make it as far as the first bend before he had eight bullets in his head- the ninth one would be for me.

It was worthwhile for what you see on the screen. Who cares if every grey hair on my head I call 'Kinski'?

[Biophilia is] a very good term, and I would apply it rather to the tree huggers, which is one of the biggest embarrassments in our civilization. It's so deepl…

I needed Kinski for a few more shots, so I turned them down. I have always regretted that I lost that opportunity.