I had just put the casket in the hearse and I was watching it drive away when a beautiful blonde woman comes up and embraces me… I said to her, ‘You have a drink on you? You have a car?’ She said, ‘Daddy, it’s me—Tatum!’ I was just trying to be funny with a strange Swedish woman, and it’s my daughter. It’s so sick.
Ryan O Neal in this months Vanity Fair