❝I took a script to Spencer Tracy. I had gotten a ten-minute lecture about how I was supposed to go around the back to the gardener’s shack and leave it with him. Well, I screwed up and knocked on the front door. Then I saw Katharine Hepburn through the window, doing the dishes. I thought, Oh, gosh, I’m getting fired. They really liked their privacy. Hepburn came out, wiping her hands on a towel. She smiled, said, “Thank you very much,” took the script, turned around, and called out, “Spensah. Spensah, your script is here.❞