Don't tell me. McCarthy put him on the black-list?
Hello, wardrobe? Who's this? Hannah? Listen, Hannah, this is Milt Fields, one of the writers. We're working on a sketch here and we need a dark suit, size forty regular. As soon as possible. Yes, yes. That's fine. No, I can't come downtown. We need it here in the writer's room. Would you, please? Take a taxi. God bless you, Hannah. I love you. Be right with you. Helen, Milt. Max is up in his office. I want you to call me in here the second he comes down. The exact minute you see his feet, you call me immediately. Someone's life, who we both love very much, depends on this. Okay? Lucas when she calls me, I'll rush into the men's room. I'll stay there until Hannah gets here, then you bring the suit to me in the john.