So, if I can recall, it’s a long letter, typewritten four pages, but I will give you some of the highlights of it: So, when I met my producer three years ago, he was a very subdued and reserved sort of a gentleman. Reserved, he says, would be the right word to use to describe him, very reserved. So, unlike the volatile enthusiasm of whom I formerly worked, he was very reserved. In fact, he couldn’t express the superlative in any way. In fact, his greatest praise was the word, good. So, you brought in the script and he would accept the script and his highest praise was good. Well, I thought I’m going to change this. So, I lay on the bed and I heard him say to me, great, just great. Now I hadn’t started on the script. I had just given him a script and he pronounced the script, good. I am now doing this about the next script. And I heard him distinctly. I went over and over in my study or set up as it were. So, I heard him inwardly pronounce the new script as great, just great. And while I am lying there, the phone rings, I haven’t started the script. The phone is ringing and it’s the producer. And he is telling me that the script that he had formerly pronounced good was great, just great. Well, he said, he threw me a curve because that’s not what I was expecting, it was about the new script, which I hadn’t even started. So, he not only threw me this curve, but someone had their lines crossed.671 ¶20