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He was … very, very wrong.
I look back for my seat and the ushers and stage managers come and say,Mr.
Seacrest, your car is ready.
We dont have a ticket for you.
They sent me home to watch it on television like everybody else.
Next thing you know Im on Hollywood Boulevard going away from the Oscars.
