I wanted to live and cross over into  that fictional world, which is — I would always just open people's closet doors.  (Laughter) I would just go through my mom's boyfriend's closet, and there was not a secret magical land there.
Je voulais vivre et atteindre  le monde fictif. En fait, j'ouvrais toutes les portes  des placards chez les gens. (Rires) Chez le copain de ma mère, il n'y avait jamais de monde magique.