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Was auditioning for the first X-Men. My passport was expiring in under 6 months, which apparently you're not supposed to travel with. Blah blah blah. So they were like, whatever you do, don't tell them that you're here for work because they'll ask for a work visa. Say, "You're here for pleasure." And I'm like, "Oh my good God, I have to lie to a customs officer." And so I'm working myself up so much through the line. I'm like, okay, I just have to have a backstory. I got a back and I have to believe it. And um, and so he gets there and he was like, "Business or pleasure?" And I was like, "Pleasure." "What are you doing for pleasure?" "My brother's getting married." "He's like, where's he getting married?" [Music] "Wimbledon." "Is he American?" "Yes." "Do you have an invitation?" "No." "Are you telling the truth?" "No. No, I never worked, and I don't have a work permit, and my passport expires, and I'm not even supposed to be here." And I had to sit in a tiny little jail for like 5 hours while they called my employer. I felt tiny.