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He’s one of the best-crafted leading man roles in American musical theater. I contrast him with the other character that I play, which is King Arthur in Spamalot. So I have those two arrows in my quiver. But I like Billy Flynn the best because he’s as complicated as he is charming and funny.


She is, truly, one of the most beautiful women alive. I think she is the personification of what Roxie is—that sense of this wonderful coquette that wants so badly to be famous. She just plays this character perfectly. Bless her heart, she hasn’t had the training that many people have, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have the courage about being up there and doing with what she has. And I think that’s fabulous. I further underscore that by the fact that I couldn’t get a date to the senior prom when I was in high school, and now I have Christie Brinkley on my lap.


Not at all. Billy Flynn is a very knowing type of character. He’s as eloquent as he is dangerous. J. Peterman was never dangerous. I compare him to Mr. Magoo—no matter what happened, he always came out on top. Life was an adventure, even a trip to the latrine.


When Rob Schneider was playing my assistant. I thought that he and Elaine were having a little tête-à-tête on office time, so I was trying to encourage it by dropping off two tickets to the circus. This is the monologue that they had cut: “Elaine, don’t worry. I, too, am no stranger to love on the clock. My father apprenticed me to a honey factory in Belize. The chief beekeeper was this horrible hag of a woman, with gnarled teeth and a giant wart that she called a nose. She was not attractive, even by backwoods standards. But love is truly blind, Elaine, and as the days went on, working closer and closer together, that sweet smell of honey in the air, I knew I had to have that horrible creature. And I did. So you and Bob have a good time tonight.”