Michael Caine: What it was, in those days, everybody I knew was not famous, and nobody I knew didn’t become famous.  It’s like — I had this friend called David Baron, who was an actor.  And he said to me, he said, “I’m going to write a play, and you’re going to be in it.”  I said, “All right, David,” you know.

He said, “I’m fed up with this. I’m going to be a playwright,” he said.  But he said, “David Baron’s not my real name. I’m going to write under my real name.”  I said, “What’s your real name, David?”  He said, “Harold Pinter.” I was in his first play, at the Royal Court, called The Room.  And you meet people like that.

And the other one, the other actor I was with was John Osborne.  He said, “I’m going to write a play,” and he said, “I’ve nearly finished it.”  I said, “What’s it called?”  He said, “Look Back in Anger.”  I went, “Oh, great.  Lovely.” You know.  It was time after time that you met people, that they just — everyone I knew.  Peter O’Toole, he was in the play; he became a movie star.  I was his understudy.  He became a massive star, you know.  Albert Finney, Tom Courtenay, they all became stars, and these were guys I knew.  Terence Stamp, he became a star.  I shared a flat with him.  So it was one of those eras like that, where everybody became someone.