@wandeljw,
Richard Harris used to tell a story about when he and O' Toole were in the West End together. They play was on, but they didn't appear until the second act, so they were drinking in a nearby pub. Suddenly they realised that they were due on, they ran down the road frantically. O' Toole with his long legs started to pull out in front, but Harris was on first.
They just made it with no time to spare, Harris ran to the stage cutain, but slipped, and slid on his stomach all the way across the stage and stopped, eyeball to eyeball with someone in the front row. He smelled Harris' breath and exclaimed.
'My God, Harris is drunk.' To which Harris replied, 'If you think I'm drunk, wait until you see O' Toole.'