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“You Jewish cunt!’ he screamed at Moss in front of the other members of the production, going on to make the outrageous claim, ‘If it hadn’t been for me you never would have got this job directing the show in the first place.”
Moss didn’t flinch. A quarter-century of backstage squabbles and tantrums with everybody from Marilyn Miller to Gertrude Lawrence had stiffened his spine. “I’m a writer,” he said quietly. “If we’re going to get into this territory, I can do it a good deal better and more cruelly than you can.”
–Steven Bach, Dazzler, The Life And Times Of Moss Hart
