Dolby Theatre, the Oscars ceremony had reached its final stretch.
The sound of music and the tide-like applause traveled from the front to the back stage.
Martin followed the staff, walking through the corridors backstage.
Coming toward him was Julian Moore, who had just received the Best Actress award. Martin stopped and politely said, "Julian, congratulations."
Still not fully recovered from the excitement, Julian slightly bowed and took Martin's hands, "Thank you, thank you..."
Martin smiled and nodded, then arrived at the backstage entrance.
The crowning award of the night, Best Picture, would soon be presented.
Director and producer Hamilton came over and had a PricewaterhouseCoopers staff member hand the envelope to Martin, instructing, "As soon as the music starts, you go on stage immediately."
Martin was about to nod when he saw the envelope in his hand. He specifically looked at the text on the cover and asked, "The list for Best Picture isn't wrong, is it?"
