Charles: I know you're nervous. I know your last Broadway show was a disaster. Everyone knows that. The world knows it. Mabel: Fast forward, fast forward. Charles: But you, sir, are a talented young man. You have a gift for leadership. And when you ask me to join this production. Oliver: Hold, please. I asked you?
Howard: We thank you for your attention. Brief anecdote. I remember when I auditioned for Mr. Oliver Putnam for this very play. Oliver: True. Howard: Do you remember what you said to me, Oliver? Oliver: I sure do, I said. How about you be my assistant instead? Howard: That's right. Word for word.
