Richard Kind

And we used to, you know, as a young kid, we would go to the Formosa.

All of our friends, we would drink.

If he could sit at a typewriter and type everything he wanted in his life, from a dog to what the house would look like, to what kind of car, to what his girlfriend would look like, everything came true.

And I saw that it doesn't bring happiness, and I thought it would.

So anyway, I went to Vegas with Matt around two or three weeks after Friends premiered.

It was September, October.

We started at one side of the casino and went through and was looking both ways to see if he was recognized.

And he just walked through the casino.

The following January, we did the same thing.

He took two steps into the casino, and that's as far as he went.

And that was one of the saddest things.

It's what everybody dreams of, and they don't realize that they're dreaming of prison.

And it's prison.

He doesn't have a life.

I get to walk down the streets of New York and get to where I'm going.

I will walk down the street and somebody will say, Mr. Kind, you've changed my life.

You're wonderful.

You're a treasure.

Oh, my gosh, you're the best.

We love you.