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Gordon Cole... Look, Norma, I'm in the middle of a rehearsal. Make yourself comfortable.
Did you see them? Did you see how they came?
You know, crazy things happen in this business. I hope you haven't lost your sense of humor ...
Goodbye, young fellow. We'll see what we can do.
I'm not worried. Everything will be fine. The old team together. Nothing can stop us.
If I could be of any help...
I'm sorry, Mr. Gillis, but I just don't think it's any good. I found it flat and banal.
Exactly what kind of material do you recommend? James Joyce? Dostoosvsky?
Perhaps the reason I hated Bases Loaded is that I knew your name. I'd always heard you had some talent.
That was last year. This year I'm trying to earn a living.
So you take Plot 27A, make it glossy, make it slick
Let me help you. Betty Schaeter, Sheldrake's office.
Sure. Bases Loaded.
Hurt feelings department.
About that luggage. Where's the phone?
You forgot this.
Thanks.
I've been hoping to run into you.
What for? To recover that knife you stuck in my back?
I felt a little guilty, so I got out some of your old stories.
Why, you sweet kid.
There's one called....Window... something with a window.
Dark Windows. How did you like it?
I didn't.
Thank you.
Except for about six pages. You've got a flashback there ...
Is there someplace we can talk?
How about the Rainbow Room?
Now if I got you correctly, there was a short stretch of my fiction you found worthy of notice.
The flashback in the courtroom, when she tells about being a school teacher.
I had a teacher like that once.
Maybe that's why it's good. It's true, it's moving. Now why don't you use that character...
Who wants true? Who wants moving?
Drop that attitude. Here's some thing really worth while.
Want me to start right now? Maybe there's some paper around.
I'm serious. I've got a few ideas.
I've got some ideas myself. One of them being this is New Year's Eve. How about living it up a little?
As for instance?
Well....
We could make some paper boats and have a regatta. Or should we just turn on the shower?
How about capturing the kitchen and barricading the door?
Are you hungry?
Hungry? After twelve years in the Burmese jungle. I am starving, Lady Agatha starving for a white shoulder
Phillip, you're mad!
No, Phillip, no. We must be strong. You're still wearing the uniform of the Coldstream Guards! Furthermore, you can have the phone now.
O.K. I find I'm terribly afraid of losing you.
You won't. I'll get us a refill of this awful stuff.
You'll be waiting for me?
With a wildly beating heart.
Life can be beautiful!
Hello, Artie. Good evening, Miss Schaefer.
You don't know how glad I am to see youl
Stop it, Artie, will you? Where have you been keeping your self? I've got the most wonderful news for you.
I haven't been keeping myself at all. Not lately.
I called your agent. I called the Screen Writers Guild. Finally your old apartment gave me some Crestview number. There was always somebody with an accent growling at me. You were not there. You were not to be spoken to. They never heard of you.
Is that so? What's the wonderful news?
Sheldrake likes that angle about the teacher.
What teacher?
Dark Windows. I got him all hopped up about it.
You did?
He thinks it could be made into something.
Into what? A lampshade?
Into something for Barbara Stan wyck. They have a commitment with Barbara Stanwyck.
O.K. Where's the cash?
Where's the story? I bluffed it out with a few notions of my own. It's really just a springboard. It needs work.
I was afraid of that.
I've got twenty pages of notes. I've got a pretty good character for the man.
Sorry, Miss Schaefer, but I've given up writing on spec.
I tell you this is half sold.
As a matter of fact. I've given up writing altogether.
It's not your career it's mine. I kind of hoped to get in on this deal. I don't want to be a reader all my life. I want to write.
Sorry if I crossed you up.
You sure have.
So long.
Just so you don't think I'm a complete swine if there's anything in Dark Windows you can use, take it. It's all yours.
Well, for heaven's sake!
I mean it. It's no good to me anyway. Help yourself.
Why should you do that?
If you get a hundred thousand for it, you buy me a box of chocolate creams. If you get an Oscar, I get the left foot.
You know, I'd take you up on that in a minute. I'm just not good enough to do it all by myself.
What about all those ideas you had?
See if they make sense. To begin with, I think you should throw out all that psychological stuff exploring a killer's sick mind.
Psychopaths sell like hotcakes.
This story is about teachers their threadbare lives, their struggles. Here are people doing the most important job in the world, and they have to wprry about getting enough money to resole their shoes. To me it can be as exciting as any chase, any gunplay.
Check.
Now I see her teaching day classes while he teaches night school. The first time they meet ...
Look, if you don't mind, I haven't got time to listen to the whole plot ...
I'll make it short.
Sorry. It's your baby now.
I'm not good enough to write it alone. We'll have to do it together.
I'm all tied up. I can't.
Couldn't we work in the evenings? Six o'clock in the morning? This next month I'm completely at your disposal. Artie is out of town.
What has Artie to do with it.
We're engaged.
Good for you. You've got yourself the best guy in town.
I think so. They're on location in Arizona, shooting a Western. I'm free every evening, every week end. If you want, we could work at your place.
It's just impossible.
Nobody can be that busy.
Look, Betty, It can't be done. It's out.
You're tough, all right.