'Walken starred in a Broadway musical adaptation of James Joyce’s The Dead. A friend of someone in my office worked on the production as a stagehand. As the stagehand tells it, the cast and crew were relaxing backstage one afternoon when Walken, who until that point had been standing off to one side, interrupted the conversation with an off-point question.
"There is a show on television. The Nanny,” he said. “What is the name of that woman who plays the nanny?”
"That would be Fran Drescher,” someone offered.
"Fran . . . Drescher.”
"Yup. Fran Drescher.”
Walken considered this.
"Fran Drescher . . . Fran Drescher . . .” he mumbled, slowly drifting out of the room. “I would like to fuck that woman, yes!”'
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"There is a show on television. The Nanny,” he said. “What is the name of that woman who plays the nanny?”
"That would be Fran Drescher,” someone offered.
"Fran . . . Drescher.”
"Yup. Fran Drescher.”
Walken considered this.
"Fran Drescher . . . Fran Drescher . . .” he mumbled, slowly drifting out of the room. “I would like to fuck that woman, yes!”'
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