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One day I got high and found the family's bird guidebook. And I thought about how crazy it would be if you knew all the birds in that book.

One last question: Were there any costumes that made him cringe and think, “Oh, my God — I’ve got to wear that?”

“No,” Egerton said with a grin. “I’d love to say yes, but no. I think if you are gonna play Elton John, you know that you’re gonna be wearing something pretty outlandish. And if you’re not excited by that, you probably shouldn’t be playing Elton John. You have to relish that and be excited by it, and I was.”

Tell our story, Christian. Promise me. That way… I'll always be with you.

I called over there for a reference, left word with some snooty girl. Next thing you know, I got a fax from Miranda Priestly herself… saying that of all the assistants she's ever had… you were, by far, her biggest disappointment. And, if I don't hire you, I am an idiot. You must have done something right.