Then, at the outset of the 1999-2000 TV season, Mohr took his revenge: As movie exec Peter Dragon on Fox's Action, he was the nastiest sumbitch in the Hollywood cesspool. He took a hooker as his lover (one whore deserves another), robbed screenwriters to pay Peter (Dragon) and generally acted a gleeful shit till Fox killed the show when there were still episodes to air. The last anyone saw of Peter D. was him flatlining in an ambulance--appropriate or ironic, same difference. It was the dream gig, playing the grinning nightmare man, but it was short-lived; last time Mohr was on Fox, he was drowning in the miniseries Black River. But fret not for the talented boy: He's got big parts in promising, upcoming films (among them director John McNaughton's marital-woes comedy Speaking of Sex); and he's back on the road, flexing the stand-up muscle. And he's always got that Fox Sunday-morning football pre-game gig to fall back on, but he deserves better. If you've seen it, so do you.