He loves to continue to torture me. I’ll be sitting there, five o’clock in the morning in the makeup wagon having a lovely chat with the hair people, and he’ll come in and say, “Yeah, I watched Beverly Hills Chihuahua this weekend with my kids. You look like the chihuahua.” I’m like, “Okay. First of all, ‘Morning.’ Second of all, that’s pathetic. Thirdly, what’s your problem?” It’s a complete delight.
—  Gwendoline Christie, on working with Nikolaj Coster-Waldau