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Sunset Boulevard
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(A group of EXTRAS from Cecil B. DeMille's latest extravaganza 'Samson and Delilah' crosses the stage. JOE thinks he recognizes a man with a false beard and gold helmet who's accompanied by a gaggle of scantily-clad DANCING GIRLS: SAMMY. HE raises his hand in a priestly gesture.) SAMMY Bless you, Joseph JOE That you, Sammy? SAMMY How do you like my harem? JOE How come you get such lousy breaks? JOE One learns to grin and bear 'em. GIRLS This is the biggest film ever made JOE What're you playing? ANITA Temple Virgin DAWN Handmaiden to Delilah JOE Let's have lunch, gotta run. (The FINANCEMEN, meanwhile, settle down to watch and wait. JOE moves swiftly towards a sharply-dressed middle-aged man, MORINO , his agent. MORINO is with a very much younger man and does his best to pretend not to notice JOE. When he realizes the encounter is unavoidable, HE makes a great show of pleasurable surprise and greets JOE with effusive bonhomie.) JOE You've got to find me a job. I'm way behind with my payments I thought you were meant to be my agent I need some work MORINO I only wish I could help This town is dead at the moment There's been this slowdown in production.... (JOE interrupts, indicating the YOUNGER MAN) JOE Who is this jerk? MORINO He's my wunderkind from Broadway. Every major studio wants him . YOUNGER MAN Playing one against the other.... JOE What I need is three hundred bucks. MORINO Maybe what you need is a new agent. (JOE spots a friend of his, ARTIE GREEN, a fresh-faced assistant director in his mid-twenties) JOE Hello, Artie ARTIE Joe, you bastard! JOE You never call me anymore. ARTIE Found a cuter dancing partner How are things? JOE Not so great. ARTIE Will this help? Twenty bucks? (ARTIE hands JOE a twenty dollar bill; JOE hesitates then accepts it.) JOE Thanks, you're a pal. ALL (Ad-Lib) Good morning, Mr. De Mille MYRON Good morning, C.B. (During this exchange, the lights have come up on SHELDRAKE's office. SHELDRAKE, a mournful, dyspeptic figure sits behind his desk, speaking into one of an array of phones.) SHELDRAKE This is Sheldrake Bring some water Get me that shithead Nolan. (HE puts down one phone and picks up another) Nolan, sweetheart, Great to talk This draft is so much brighter. You're the best Even so I've hired another writer. (HE puts the phone down as his SECRETARY shows JOE into the office, handing Sheldrake a tumbler of water as she does so. SHELDRAKE seems surprised to see JOE and makes some unconvincing stab at conviviality as HE shakes some bicarb into the water.) SECRETARY Mr.Gillis
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