Monday morning, I heard a shout from his office, and he said, “Will you come in here? I just got this script from California. Damn, I have to write a whole half-hour television show,” and I said, “I wrote one over the weekend, in case you’d like to see it,” and he said, “Give it to me,” and I gave it to him and he said, “It’s fine. Let’s do it just your way, and why don’t you direct it?” I said, “What are you saying?” He said, “You can direct. I’ve been watching you. Go direct it.” So I said, “Are you going to… the actors… No one is going to listen to a 20-year-old!” and he said — I was probably 21 by then — he said, “No, go ahead. Direct it. I’ll come on Thursday and make some comments.” So the actors did look at me strangely. It bore his name, the script. So we didn’t have to go over that, and I directed the show. He came in and made a nip or a tuck there or something, not much, and the show went on the air. But I was a very abrasive kid. The energy level was just too high. I was trying hard to be tactful, but I had a lot of ambition.