Michael: “Are you saying that no one in New York will work with me?”
George: “No, no, that’s too limited... no one in Hollywood wants to work with you either. I can’t even send you up for a commercial. You played a *tomato* and they still went a half day over schedule because you wouldn’t sit down.”
Michael: “Of course not, it wasn’t logical.”
George: “YOU WERE A TOMATO! A tomato doesn’t have logic! A tomato can’t move!”
Back to *T*.
