Wayne Peter Liebman: My name is Wayne Liebman, I was born in L.A. where I still live, and this happened many years ago when I was an intern in surgery at UCLA Medical Center, which is now called the David Geffen School of Medicine. It was another time and being a surgical intern was like being a P.O.W. You slept very little, you had no time, you essentially lived at the hospital. So one afternoon I was hanging out at the nurse’s station on 7 East with the nurses and behind me a couple of them started tittering and saying, No, it’s him! It’s him! It’s Marlon Brando! And this made no sense to me because I knew all the patients on the ward and Marlon Brando wasn’t one of them. But I looked down the hall and there was a man shabbily dressed leaning against the wall outside the room of a patient who’d just gone down for a kidney transplant and it was most definitely Brando.

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