On a purely personal note, back in the 80s I was watching a movie in a small theater in Thousand Oaks, CA, which had maybe a dozen customers for a weekday matinee. A short time into the movie, an old man sitting four rows behind my spouse and me began discussing the performances with his partner, a loud discussion he was sharing with the entire audience. Not being very patient with people who disturb me in a theater, I turned around and asked/told him to in effect, SHUT UP! He did, the movie went on to its peaceful conclusion and we got up to leave. There was the old man, already walking out and almost to the exit. He looked familiar. We followed him out in time to see him get into this humongous white cadillac with the license plate, THE MICK. Yeah, I told Mickey Rooney to shut up ... and he did. Sorry, Mick.
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