No matter how many times a spy has had to use his license to kill, or how many women half his age he's taken to bed, or how many times he's ordered a martini 'shaken, not stirred,' at some point it all begins to be too much to handle he begins to question the greater existential point behind all of the shooting, all of the romancing, and all of the drinking that he's done over the past 53 years. He begins to hate eve…
SOURCE: BroadwayWorld at 12:00PM on November 5, 2015