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Nice place you got here, malek.
You're moving up in the world.
Hmm. Suits my work.
Your work?
I guess if your work's panhandling.
You know, you used to be a writer.
Guess i ain't paying you enough.
What the fuck are you doing down here?
Eh, different strokes, i guess.
Speaking of...
i don't want to spend all night in this shithole.
Let's do it.
Shit's good, huh?
It'll knock you out.
Come to daddy.
Ohh.
Where'd you get this?
What's wrong?
Ohh. Nothing's wrong.
It's the best goddamn blow i've ever had in my life!
Ha! Hh. Sometimes i wonder where you writers
Come up with some of that sick shit you come up with.
Whew. What, you got somewhere to be?
Oh, no, no. I was, uh...
just thinking about this girl.
Oh, yeah? Ere.
Take some and go fuck her brains out.
Oh, no. It's all yours, mr. Glissberg.
Ha!
Call me stan.
You know what, malek?
I rethought my opinion of you.
You're not just some shithead genre guy.
You're a shithead genre guy who's gonna go far.
Hey, stanley...
guess what?
I'm still thinking about that girl.
You remember katherin.
You ready to talk?
It's been a half an hour, don.
You're not gonna say anything?
I haven't decided.
you really are an asshole.
Everybody has one.
An opinion, i mean.
What is it?
You just didn't think i'd find you down here?
What's going on?
Hmm. I'm tired.
You should be. It's the middle of the night.
What are you doing down here?
Jesus christ, don.
Hey.
You need another drink?
No, i just need more ice.
Right.
I'm just gonna leave.
Hmm, so soon?
It's fucking bizarre, don.
Please tell me what you're doing here.
Well, she didn't ask.
Oh, please, spare me the cryptic fucking bullshit.
This is supposed to be a professional relationship.
I'm not your babysitter and i'm definitely not your fan.
Well, since you put it that way,
Maybe you shouldn't be my agent.
Really? S that what this is about?
Do you want me to cut you loose,
Tear up your contract? 'Cause we can do that.
I definitely don't need to track my writers down
At the edge of skid row in some fucking crack den
In the middle of the night.
I know you're a fucking great writer.
But there's a line of good writers
That stretch from here to torrance
That would kill to fill your shoes.
Think they're any good?
You know i can throw a stone
And hit a good writer here.
What about a killer?
What?
A killer. Could you find a great killer?
I can find anything i need.
And when i do, rest assured
There's always someone or something better
Just around the corner, ready to fill their shoes.
Hmm. You're probably right.
But, you know, right now,
I'm about the best you'll find anywhere.
Really? Ell, the proof's in the pudding, don,
And you haven't written a thing in two fucking years.
Look in the bathroom.
What?
Look in the bathroom.
Why?
It's my latest work.
Yeah? Ou want me to flush it for you?
My work is in the bathroom, ava.
Don, if it's a shit joke...
you and i are done, okay?
Absolutely fucking ridiculous.
Stanley.
Don, what the fuck is this?
Told ya. My newest creation.
More performance art than narrative, really.
All right-
But there is a story,
If you're paying attention.
I am paying attention. I got it.
It's an intro.
Stanley, what the fuck are you doing
Down here in this part of town?
I've never seen a guy in your position
Go this far for a gag.
All right, fine. I'm intrigued.
Do you have a script?
In the refrigerator.
Oh. You guys are too much.
Good job, stanley.
I'll tell you, this is a fucking first.
All right, where is it?
Right here.
Of course it is.
Okay.
What?
I get the joke. The joke's over.
It's not funny anyway.
What is this?
Uh, open it.
What do you think?
What the fuck is it?
It's glissberg's appendix.
Are you guys kidding? I mean, really, it's a fucking joke?
Does it look like i'm kidding?
You wanted to see what i'm up to.
Here it is. Hope you like it.
You ain't seen nothin' yet.
Okay, let me get this straight.
Black market body parts,
Stolen organs, a man in a tub.
Retelling of burke & hare?
We can do this, as long as you stay in the present.
Contemporary is where it's at.
If we do a period piece, i can't sell it,
I can't pitch it. Nobody wants that,
Especially not from you on this comeback thing.
So is that where we're going?
If you insist.
All right.
It's good, don. It's pretty fucking good.
I like the scenery-
Shitty, seedy hotel thing.
I like it. It can attract names.
Yeah.
What do you think, asshole?
Oh. Mumbling.
Well, you know, that died with brando.
But you're not bad at this whole acting thing.
I can get you, you know, classes,
Get you maybe a discount...
for your new calling.
aren't you freezing?
Awesome. Okay.
It'll be really bad for business
If the head of your studio dies
While acting out a scene from your script.
Isn't any press good press?
Yes, it is.
But any funding is not easy to come by,
Especially when you haven't had a screen credit
In two years.
Be smart about this, don.
You have one of hollywood's most powerful men
Buried up to his neck in ice
In a crack den on skid row at 2:00 a. M.
It's not smart.
Take him out of there, dry him off,
Get him warm, make sure he's at the office tomorrow.
We'll seen the deal. I'm already sold.
Get him to sign the deal,
And then we can discuss why you went behind my back
After my percentage is in the bag.
If you insist.
I do insist. Now, please...
can i have the screenplay?
Come back tomorrow.
Fuck you, don.
I'm still fine-Tuning.
When? Tomorrow?
What time? No, 8:00.
And don't pull my dick. I'm not going back down here
To see another fucking stage play.
I'll take any draft you have,
But i'm not leaving empty-Handed.
Stanley, i'm leaving.
Just don't die before tomorrow.
Oh, you don't look so good.
Can you hear me?
Do you feel anything?!
you're not...
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