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I read one of your stories
Wasn't it Scribbner's? Some magazine
Titled something with windows
It was "Dark Windows", if that's what you mean
That's right, I really liked it
I'm all warm and runny inside
Let me pitch it to Sheldrake
I may be broke, but I still have my pride
Come on, get off your high horse
Writers with pride don't live in LA
Silence, exile, and cunning
Those are the only cards you can play[JOE]
Sheldrake won't buy the story
He likes trashy stereotypes
Jesus, think of the effort
Trying to get him to heighten his sight
Every movie's a circus
Can't we discuss this? Schwab's Thursday night?
What for? Nothing will happen
I have to go now, fight the good fight
What's the rush?
See those palookas?
Yes, what about them?
Do me a terrific favor
Keep them amused while I escape[BETTY]
If you're at Schwab's on Thursday
Done
Those guys were after my car
If I lose out in this town, it's like having my legs cut off
Let's duck into the soundstage
Come on, Gillis, give us the keys
Or I'll reshape your face
Please be quiet, Mr. DeMille is shooting over there
So what?
They're doing a red hot scene, you wanna stay and watch?[REPO MAN 1]
No
I think we have five minutes























































