JOAN: Great memories, unexpected memories. This came out of our meeting yesterday when Whoopi … when, Whoopi, you were suddenly talking about Marlon Brando playing the piano for you.

WHOOPI: Yes. Well, you know, I don’t even know what triggered it. He’s been on my mind the last couple of weeks anyway. I had never met him, and my agent called me one day and said, “Marlon Brando’s looking to get a hold of you.” And I said, “Yeah. OK. Right.” And he said, “No, no, seriously.” I said, “Fine. Give him my phone number.” I thought this was just bananas.

And the phone rang and it was Marlon, with that voice, with that sound. And he said, “You know, I would love to sit down and talk to you. I want to meet you. I think you’re wonderful.” All these great accolade things. I just thought, “Oh, OK. Marlon Brando wants to meet me. OK. Just stay calm,” and I said, “Let’s meet tomorrow.” And I gave him my address. He gave me his address. And I just sort of floated through the rest of the house. About an hour later, I hear the piano being played in my house, my house in Los Angeles, downstairs. And I think, “I don’t know anybody who can play the piano.”

LESLEY: How did he get into your house?

WHOOPI: Came through the gates and just walked right through because it was just open. So he came …

LESLEY: Oh, my God!

WHOOPI: … saw the piano and sat down and started playing. So I come downstairs and I’m looking. I’m saying, “Who the hell is this?” I look and it’s Marlon Brando. And I thought, “Marlon Brando’s playing the piano in my house.”

LESLEY: Oh, my God. Unreal.

WHOOPI: So, I say, “Hi. I thought we were actually meeting tomorrow. Did I misunderstand …” He says, “Oh, I just wanted to see where you live. And the gate was open and I came in. You’ve got this great piano.” And he played. He just played music.

LIZ: Do you remember what he played, Whoopi?

WHOOPI: No. I want to say it was like "Stardust." But maybe that’s because that’s my feeling for him, when I think about him.

LESLEY: That’s the best story I ever heard.

WHOOPI: Yeah. And after he finished playing we sat on my couch and I’m, internally, going, “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” And I’m talking very smartly, you know. I’m talking very interestingly and I’m being very intelligent. And my mom comes walking through and she kind of stops and I say, “Ma.” In that ma way, “Ma, don’t freak out. But, yes, this is Marlon Brando.” And she walked over, she extended her hand and she said, “How do you do, Mr. Brando.”

LESLEY: She was perfect.