Man, he's in bad shape. And that idiot interviewer is asking him questions.
Richard in 1993: "Since the earthquakes last year didn't kill me, the drugs didn't kill me, the fire didn't kill me (although it hurt like a bitch), and my ex-wives (God bless them all) didn't kill me, there is no way I'm going to let the MS kill me, But, yes, I think about dying. I just don't want to die alone, that's all. That's not too much to ask for, is it? It would be nice to have someone care about me, for who I am, not about my wallet."