"Now you look here, young lady. You barge into my office all self-important and on a mission --- well, now you're going to listen to me. You sit down; you're making me anxious.
"For every role there's a hundred, a thousand ---maybe a hundred thousand --- gals that could do the part just as well as the one who gets it. And I'm the one who has to make the decision. If you think that's easy, why, you're wrong. I have more sleepless nights than you've ever dreamed of, when I toss and turn and wonder what made me get into this crazy business in the first place.
"Well, I'll tell you why. You may think that those of you on the stage are the ones who love the theater most, but you're wrong. You see all the rewards: your name in bright lights; the flowers; the applause; the stars in your eyes. But it's us: those of us who put the shows together, who find the Broadway Angels to pay for it all; we're the ones who truly dedicate ourselves to the boards. You can take off for Hollywood; who ever heard of a producer Hollywood couldn't live without? Nobody, that's who.
"But it's bigger than me, or you.....it's that stagehand who breaks down the set every night. It's that shopgirl who works all week, dreaming of the weekend when she can finally see a matinee. It's that society gal who finds her heart moved, and the old men and women who come to our shows for the memories of youth they thought they'd left behind forever.
"So the next time you come barging in here, all fired up and so certain you're right, think about the rest of us: the ones behind the scenes, or those in the darkness of the audience, making it possible for you to go on every night and shine bright like you do.
"Ever thought about that? No, I didn't think so. And now, Miss ------, I bid you Good Day!"
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