I like the idea of that cop watching Fallon and screaming to his wife in the other room, “Hey Angie, it’s the guy from the photo. I told you I had an eye for talent. I’m moving to Hollywood, Angie, to produce movies. The first one is going to be about a cop who becomes a big shot Hollywood producer. It’s called ‘Private Eye (for Talent)!’ Maybe I can get this Mike Birbagabooga fella to play me– I mean, this fictional handsome cop producer. Anyway, you comin’ with?” In response, Angie: “Sure, Harvey Weinstein.” And that’s how it all started.