In order to maintain the intense, small, in-club loyalty, Tony gave us a license to kill. Creatively speaking, of course. Everyone who worked the show looked up to our “fearless leader” adoringly, and we operated more like a fraternal organization than a standard TV production. It was very hard to get in; once you got in, it was very hard to get out; and once you were out, you were dead. Or might as well be.
