-Before the Tonys…
Q: You’re aware that one of you will probably win a Tony, right?
Lane:No, I think we’ll cancel each other out.
Broderick:We won’t cancel each other out. (Slouches meekly in his chair, ˆ la Leo Bloom, points at Lane, and silently mouths, “He’ll win.”)
Lane:(Blushing) No, no … Look - whatever happens, we’ll go up there together, all right?
-At the Tonys…
