I gave my eardrums to MGM. And it's true: I really did.
My last days at MGM were like the fall of the Roman Empire in fast motion.
In the beginning I had a real work problem. Every time I had job I had to convince the immigration authorities I was the only man for that job and get a special work permit until I went under contract to MGM.
From the time you were signed at MGM you just felt you were in God's hands.
I kind of go for the MGM version of every musical style.
Under no circumstances would it be right for me to go with MGM. Irene shares my opinion.
I was born at the age of twelve on an MGM lot.
I was signed to MGM. I was in Vegas for sixteen weeks at the Sands Hotel.