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Chick, come on, what's keeping you?

Hi, Roger.

Take those things off.

I was expecting a kiss.

Or a smile.

Or at least a hello.

The game show part.

I got you the part.

Come on.

Didn't I?

Yeah.

Get on.

Now try this.

Roger, you can't be serious.

Do it. The game show part.

Oh.

Oh, yeah.

That's much better.

The game's so hard, I got it for you.

Harder! Don't you get any strength?

Harder!

No touching?

I gotta go.

Nothing? No.

How about an I love you?

I don't know. I... Why?

I've got this new kid coming into the office.

I think the kid's a little flaky. I'd lock up.

I have lived for the past four years or so in southern Catatonia

on refried dreams with Josie.

I guess we tried to make it the things we like to do and wanted to do.

Me with my writing and Josie with her crazy dancing.

Dances of life.

I woke up this morning after a nightmare that concerned the Los Angelization of

the whole damn world.

I decided to change my life and drop into the mainstream of society.

All that was left now was to say goodbye to Josie.

Josie?

Morning,

Josie.

Josie,

there

were some kids outside.

Yes. What?

Kiss me again.

No, no. Listen, I've got to tell you this.

There's some kids outside.

They just wrote glyphs all over your wall.

Glyphs?

Yeah, cryptic Mexican hieroglyphics.

You know, they call them glyphs. What do they say?

I have no idea.

You mean you can't read the writing on the wall?

It isn't funny.

One of them pulled a knife on me.

Are you kidding?

You should see what they did to your wall.

My wall?

Yeah. Did you forget?

I'm leaving.

It's your wall now.

Stuart.

Please. Don't cry.

But I don't... Now look, we discussed it.

Better for both of us.

me again it's my five-year plan i've told you that you that's right my five

-year plan damn it

i

don't understand

you love me but you're leaving me because of your five

-year plan

Walking outside, the feelings they hide, putting their pride through well-known

fate. Stranger, I know you.

We learn to walk together, loners, wondering whether we

really are.

I'd like to show you images of sister, brother,

standing off from one another.

But not very far Down, down in Hollywood town

The lost and found Come to find their way Walking outside The feelings they

hide Wouldn't they pride you well

Love grows apart.

To find a kind word.

We search in all directions.

Hungry for some small affection.

Each other's heart.

Hello. I'm Stuart Guber.

Oh, yes. Can I help you?

Yes, I was hired last week to be the new trainee.

Oh, yes, that's right, the new trainee.

Who hired you?

Mr. Schmidt.

Oh, Marvin, yes.

Yes, I'll ring him.

Mr. Goober here to see you, Mr. Schmidt.

He's on the phone.

Go on in and wait. It's right around the corner to the right.

Thank you.

Hungry? Well, listen, you tell him that if he doesn't want to compete, he should

go to New Zealand. See if I care.

No houses on the hill there.

I know.

Yeah.

I know it's a less competitive scene over there. But, Lyle, you tell him to

wait till the Japs take over any day. He'll see.

Yeah, goodbye, Lyle.

Well, Stuart, you really must want the job.

What a change.

I'm impressed.

Well, I really do want the job.

Well, that's yours. Like I told you, straighten up a bit and the job's yours.

But remember, you're a lone man.

You'll be called on to do all kinds of things.

Pick up clients at the airport, perhaps run their laundry to the cleaners, get a

coffee, anything.

Arnold,

Arnold, will you come in here, please?

Thank you.

You know, we almost all started at the bottom.

When Roger Feinstein opened his shop, it was in his girlfriend's apartment.

His filing cabinet was the refrigerator.

And now he's 32 and president of this firm.

And here is a walking example of what I'm talking about.

Morning, Larry.

Arnold, I want you to meet Stuart Goober.

Oh, glad to meet you. Likewise.

Stuart is a new trainee.

Oh.

Arnold was our last trainee.

And in four months.

Four months. He moved up to an account executive position.

He's making fabulous money, and he's got one hell of a career ahead of him.

Marvin.

We're mighty proud of Arnold around here.

Well, now I'm going to be busy, so Arnold will acquaint you with the

routine.

Oh, Stuart, just one more thing.

These are for you.

Now, this is the key to the officer's...

And this beeper you're to keep with you at all times.

Arnold will instruct you on its use.

And, Stuart, good luck.

That guy never stops. I mean, like, he has signed more contracts than probably

Roger and Carl. Hey, Mel, how are you?

Stu, listen, when you finish the trades, bring them to me. I'll check them over.

Well, it's pretty serious if you miss a client's name after you've been here a

while. Oh, okay. But don't worry about it. I know it's your first day. You'll

get used to the routine after a while.

Jimmy Ross is busy. I'll introduce you later. Stuart, Hank Toto, and his

secretary, Ben. Hi. Nice to meet you, Stuart. Nice to meet you.

Hi. Hello.

How's work coming?

Comfy, comfa.

Look like a new contract out of big time?

I'd say so.

Only Dana Sheridan's little foot was facing.

Good work, Hank.

See you later, man.

Hanks are token black.

Roger brought him in to help land the big-time record company contract.

You know Dana Sheridan, the rhythm and blues singer? Yeah. Well, she has a

sister that sings rock and roll. We're trying to get her, too. And Hank pedals

our man.

Wait a minute. Hi, darling.

How are you?

This way.

I'll introduce you later. Okay.

Marsha, I want you to meet Stuart Cooper.

The new trainee.

Hello. Glad to meet you.

Uh, Roger busy?

Of course.

You wait right here. One minute. I'm a paper boy with an old enough gauge and a

fat one.

Put in tames.

Arnold, out.

I want mean boys.

Not these boys.

Mean boys.

Come on, Stu. Let's go to lunch.

What's eating her?

Oh, Marsha? Yeah.

She's moody.

She really runs the place. She's the real boss. But no one gives her any

credit. And she's not up for any promotion, so... She's a bitch.

Well, who are those guys?

And what's going on there? Mr.

Yee, a pain-in-the-ass film producer from Hong Kong.

Oh, we're handling a promotion for one of his new martial arts films?

That's what the lineup is all about. You know it.

Come on, we're having fun here.

We're all familiar with the guest board account.

I hope.

Well, it's not easy coming up with promotions.

And I've been getting flack.

Marv.

When was the last time we did something for them?

Well, I put the host, Joe Tanner, on the cover of TV Times three months ago.

A three-month gap in publicity isn't too acceptable.

So I said, what the hell?

What can we do for them?

And I came up with a great little scam.

Arnold, you put an ad in Variety for the next three or four days.

I want beautiful, sexy broads.

You know, model types.

I want to interview a whole shitload of them all next week. Now, Marsha, contact

the local and national press and have the entertainment people come over to my

house, say, a week from this Saturday for a little press reception.

Here's the scene.

We get these broads over to my place.

And we have them pose with those guesswork games.

And we have a few drinks.

We have some hors d'oeuvres.

And the entertainment people take pictures.

Pretty original, eh, Arnold?

Roger, it's great.

It's original.

Who in the world can be dissatisfied with such dynamic publicity?

Can you believe that?

Original. He wants to ball them.

Roger is a real hose man.

You'll do fine. They'll love you.

But I'm really scared.

I don't know if I can do it.

It's a game show.

Nothing matters.

They're all just a bunch of idiots.

You mean it?

Sure. I wouldn't put you in a situation you couldn't handle. Stu, what do you

think of all this game show stuff?

I think it's all harmless nonsense.

There, you see?

It's all just a bunch of harmless nonsense.

I'm Joe Lippin, and welcome to Guess Word.

Karen Goldstein, come on in.

Oops, okay, take it easy.

Relax. Karen is a housewife from Sherman Oaks, California.

Now, what are you going to say? Quick.

Hi, Joe. Are we ready to get the question from behind the magic hole

board? Beautiful. What are your children's names?

You don't know. Okay.

Is this her?

Yeah.

Beautiful. Great.

Now listen, baby.

When you bring in the Radar Sun two-minute hot dog cooker, remember, you

gotta say, cooks five hot dogs at once in two minutes.

And say it quiet so that the contestant doesn't hear it.

Cooks five hot dogs at once in two minutes.

Come on, Frank. Can't you see she's dying? Okay, Karen. Now it's time for

you to spin the magic wheel of fortune. Remember, it must make one complete

revolution in order for it to qualify.

That number will tell us what your topic is, where to get your question from, and

how much in hundreds of dollars that question is worth.

Give it a big spin.

Number seven, Karen. That's really very good for your first spin.

Hi, Joe.

Ready for the question from behind the magic hole board?

We certainly are. If you'll just take Karen over to the magic hole board, and

Karen, if you'll just reach into magic hole number seven and draw out the

question.

Thank you, honey.

Okay, Karen, your topic is television.

Of course, right now you know you have a choice between the $700 and the mystery

prize in the big black box.

While you ponder that one, let's reveal to our audience at home just what it is

behind that silver curtain in the big mystery box.

A Radar Sun electric hot dog cooker will be the prize for our lucky contestant if

she answers the question correctly.

All right, Karen, have you decided?

Cooks your dog in a minute? I better go with the $700.

Okay, for $700.

In the Captain Midnight series of the 1950s, Captain Midnight had a sidekick.

What was his name, and what was the actor's name who played him?

Oh, Icky Sid Melton. That's right, Karen.

and you've just won $700. And after a brief word from our sponsor, we'll be

right back to spend that magic little fortune you've been feasting on.

Okay, Joe, you're clear.

What the fuck is going on?

This is where they're held This

is where they're always held

The everybody-is-working-for-you super hype.

All account executives are required to attend, Stu.

So let's see. We're going to need one, two, three, seven chairs,

plus you.

Me? Yes. So we'll need eight chairs, plus Dana and her party,

minus the chairs that are in here.

So that way, you figure it out. I want them arranged perfectly.

What about the secretaries?

Not the secretaries. Never the secretaries.

You know, I think the real answer is something like Sonny. When you get

yourself a successful broad, make it big and then dump her.

Not only she got the biggest tits in town, but she goes in and she puts this

magnifying glass in front of her. So that, hey, shh.

They're here.

This was a big tub lawn.

You're kidding. I don't know. What's Peter Vagdanovich doing?

Oh, my God.

They were all on the lot today. He's on the commissary.

Oh, my God.

Sandy? I've got to go.

Bye. The conference room is right around the corner.

Use us both.

Right through.

Good morning, Miss Sheridan. Right this way.

Please, sit down.

We're all assembled here today for a reading of the will.

Dana, would you like some coffee?

Cece?

Johnny.

Marsha, would you bring in a pot of coffee and some tea, if you have it?

Now! I believe some introductions are in order.

Oh, Roger.

You're such a tight ass.

Loosen up, baby.

Listen, fellas. This is my little sister, Cece Sheridan, and I want to

make her a star.

Not that she ain't a star already in my books, but people got to know who she

is, if you know what I mean.

And they got to know what she does.

Because even though she's my little sister, she's different.

She doesn't sing Motown or...

jazz or blues like me, see these things, good old-fashioned rock and roll, like

the Ronettes or Mary Wells or the Shirelles.

You dig?

Now, I've discussed this with her, and that's her gig.

Her milieu.

So she's got to have some extra special treatment.

So, what can you do for me?

As I've already explained to Miss Sheridan, we can do a lot for CeCe.

Yowza, here come the hype. Give him a chance.

Lighten up, man.

Tom Crankshaw is our man on the talk shows and the quiz shows.

For instance, if you want to be on Hollywood Stars or Johnny Carson, you

come to Tom.

Marvin Schmidt is a friend of your big critics, the columnists, and the liaison

with the mainstream big city presses like the...

New York Times, the Chicago Trib, the Detroit Free Press, and the LA Times.

Jimmy Roth is in charge of our music department.

He's your liaison with Cashbox, Rolling Stone.

As a matter of fact, he's in contact with the whole pop music scene.

And he's queer.

Not really.

Sorry, Jimmy.

Hank Tuttle over there is our man with the black media.

And that includes the Amsterdam News out of New York.

to Soul Magazine or Ebony or the black radio stations.

Hank's plugged into the whole scene.

Oh, Don Coutinho is Marvin Schmidt's assistant.

Dave Shapiro is our man on the trades. We'll get you into a variety in the

Hollywood Reporter all the time.

Arnold Goldner.

Well, we really don't know what Arnie does.

We can only suspect.

Arnie, just exactly what is it that you do?

Well, actually, I'm in charge of local press and billboards. Ah, that's all

right, Arnie. You've said enough.

Arnold's in charge of local press and billboards.

You might note that we have on permanent rental some of the most prestigious

billboards on the strip.

And I'm sure you've seen the one we put up for Dana. Yes, I'm very impressed.

I've seen it. I like it very much. Very impressed.

Last but not least is Stuart Goober.

was in charge of research and development.

If there is anything you want to know about, virtually anything, say you want

to know... Well, let's say, for instance, you want to

know... Who's the seventh dwarf?

Yeah, like who's the seventh dwarf?

Stuart would be the logical one to...

Like who the hell is the seventh dwarf?

There was, um, Dopey.

Well, let's see.

Dopey and there was Sneezy.

Dopey, Dopey, Dopey, Dumpy.

That's not a dwarf.

Yeah, tell him there's no Dumpy.

Grumpy.

Yeah, right on.

Uh, Dopey, Sneezy, Grumpy, uh, whatever.

Dopey, sneezy, grumpy.

Sleepy.

Dopey, sleepy, grumpy, humpy.

That really ain't a door.

Where do you come off with a name like that? And in the presence of a lady.

I'm sorry.

Dark. What? Dark.

There's no dark.

Yes, there is.

Really?

No at all.

Uh, by the way, let's see. We got, um...

Dopey, Sneezy, Sleepy, Grumpy. We already got that one.

Dopey, Grumpy, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Grumpy.

No, we got this.

Dumpy, Grumpy.

Bashful.

All right.

We've got it.

I always know you were great.

That ain't seven.

What?

Dopey, sneezy, grumpy, sleepy, bashful.

That's six.

Really?

Yeah, baby.

Stuart? Yes?

You are to find out from Miss Sheridan who the seventh dwarf is by tomorrow.

Shelly Reed.

Hi.

Okay. Read about them. Okay. And I think I checked your book.

You don't. No, I don't have one. I did.

Gloria Garcia.

Composite. Sandra Ford Miller.

Thank you. I have your composite. Thank you.

There's a Gloria Garcia who doesn't have a composite, so I'll make a note.

Composite. Hello.

Composite.

You don't what's your name?

I've got it.

Hello, Stuart.

Who is this?

It's Cece Sheridan.

Oh, hello, Miss Sheridan. What can I do for you?

Well, the first thing you can stop doing is calling me Miss Sheridan. The name is

Cece. And secondly, don't let anyone know that I called you like this.

What? You heard me.

I want to meet you.

Okay. Is this for any particular reason?

Oh, I don't know. I just like to get to know you better, that's all.

You see, I don't get to pick my friends very much. I'm watched a lot.

I don't want to get you into trouble. Listen, I got to get out of my own

sometime, right?

You know, it's like that old story, you go in... to a Chinese restaurant and

open up a fortune cookie and pull out the little piece of paper and it says,

Help, I'm being held prisoner in a Chinese noodle factory.

Well, it's like that.

All right, I've got this thing. I'll tell you.

How about the saloon in Beverly Hills for lunch?

Uh, no, no, no. It's too public.

Uh, you know where the Bella Hotel is?

Well, find it. It's on Sunset Going West and it signs to the right telling you

right where it is.

Bel Air Hotel, tomorrow at 1.

What's it?

Oh,

one of my agents.

Einstein?

I don't know.

What's it?

You know, I forgot. I mean, they all sound so much alike anyway.

Jennifer Lang.

Yeah, just come forward a little bit.

More. Yeah, a little bit more, please.

Very nice. Yeah, ah, oh, very good.

Yeah.

Oh, I think you'll do nicely.

Oh, that's wonderful, thank you. Very nicely.

That's lovely.

I'm glad you like it.

May I keep this, of course? Well, please do. Thank you. That's what they're for.

Thank you very much.

Go ahead and take a look at my book, too. Oh, okay, sure. There's some really

nice things in there that I don't have in the composite.

Yeah, okay.

I love that one. That's my innocent look.

Is it?

Do you have a not-so-innocent one? Yes, I have one further back. Oh, good.

You might like that one. Would you like to show it to me?

Yes, it's right back here.

Here's another one. That's my period look.

The costal blue period.

Yes.

I think it's rather nice in there with my secretary look.

Very versatile. I can do whatever you'd like. Take shorthand?

No, I don't do that, but I'm a terrific actress. Good.

Motherfuck it!

What's the matter?

in the room.

There.

Sheep.

Bedspread.

It's the same cabinet one drawer down.

There. Yeah.

Hello!

Do you use this place much?

What you really mean is do I school around a lot, right?

Yeah, I guess that's what I mean.

You're such a silly.

How could I without a bed?

There are ways.

Do you think I'm a hussy?

No.

How many times do you think I've done it?

I have no idea.

Are you trying to play cool with me?

Good.

So how many times do you think?

76?

What?

Come on now.

Really? Oh, you think I'm a whore or something?

I don't know.

I just thought everyone around here is trying to get laid.

You forget.

I'm protected.

I'm little sister.

And, well, I just can't screw.

It's got to really mean something.

Well, I just can't seem to make it with brothers.

Black men, you know.

I know it's not all their fault, but... Well, sometimes they just come on too

heavy with me.

My father was a white man.

And my mother was, um... Well, like his outside woman.

And my family. And even her friends.

And the men.

Especially the black men.

They never forgave her for that.

I mean, they just kicked her out.

They didn't even bother trying to understand her feelings or find out

where she was coming from.

I think that was really mean.

So...

I guess a lot of energy has been put into preventing the same thing from

happening to me.

Hey.

Did you ever find out who the seventh dwarf was?

No.

Arnold said I didn't have to.

Huh. Figures.

Arnold.

The seventh dwarf.

everybody always forgets. You mean you knew it all along?

Well, sure.

I really couldn't believe those guys.

Well, uh, Roger, uh, uh, Dumpy.

Why are you so happy?

Because of the music.

You know?

You know, when I first came here, I had a five-year plan.

Oh.

I don't know what that is.

It means that I had to do something great in that time. Or leave.

How much time you got left?

About three months.

You better start packing, boy. Come on.

Just start being satisfied with myself But I couldn't make any money

writing what I wanted to so I wrote pornography to get by No,

it's not like you think hmm It

doesn't mean anything after a while mm-hmm Really

doesn't turn you on hmm

It's like writing about insects in Uganda or something.

Now what the hell do you know about insects?

Especially African insects.

Do.

Yeah?

Don't be blue.

Hey.

Don't you throw yourself at me.

I won't.

I think I love you.

No you don't.

Dr. Rowling should know about this change as soon as possible. Arnold, I

want to talk to you.

Now. That'll be all. Thank you. Mr. Goldman, let me remind you, we should

finish the subpoena today.

I know that. Thank you very much, Shelley. We'll get to it later.

You're handling Margaret Williams, aren't you?

Yes.

And Denise Bronson? Yeah.

We're about to lose both accounts.

I was afraid of that.

They're bitches to put into print, Roger.

Well, the last time I had Margaret interviewed by Joyce Haber, she was so

soused and so depressed that Joyce ended up putting her to bed and calling her

doctor for operas. There both has been. I know all that.

It's a challenge, Arnold.

Get them in print no matter how you do it.

Put them on the Today Show. I don't know.

Oh, wait.

I've got it. We make up the name of a producer.

and will send out releases that he signed them for his new pick.

Roger. Arnold, are you listening to me? I am serious.

Make up a name.

Well, let's see.

Jackson Schwartz, out of New York, with Christ Regal Productions, has just

signed Margaret Williams and Denise Bronson, the star in Postmortem Blues.

Anything.

Jackson Schwartz.

Do it.

Hey, babe. How's it going?

Call me babe.

Tired of copying? Yeah.

Well, good.

I want you to do me a favor.

I want you to go downtown to the L.A. Times building and deliver this copy to

Charles Chancellor.

You're ready?

Yes.

Okay.

Stuart, you're not seeing Cece, are you?

Yes.

You'd better watch it.

You made your point, Arnold.

Can you tell me where Charles Taplin's office is?

Sure. Down in the corridor.

Make a right turn.

Yeah. Can I come in, Mr. Chandler? Yeah, sure.

I have some coffee for you. It's from Roger Feinstein.

The imperishable Roger Feinstein.

Okay. Thank you very much.

Mr. Chandler? Yes.

I follow your reviews, you know, working the capacity I'm in and all, and...

I really like your work.

Thank you. I appreciate that. Nice to hear it.

Are you into film yourself?

No, I'm more of a writer.

Doing anything that might be of interest to us down here at the paper?

Yeah, I have a couple things that I think you'd be interested in. Bring them

down. We'll take a look at them, and who knows, maybe we can do some business.

What's your name? Stuart.

Stuart, nice to see you.

Listen, when you go back, I wish you'd tell Roger something for me.

Every time for the last five years that I've accidentally had anything favorable

to say about one of his clients, he sends me a bottle of Chivas Regal.

Bottle after bottle.

And I really wish you'd tell him not to do it, you know. I don't drink.

So. Right.

Uh, Stuart, uh, who the hell is Jackson Schwartz?

I don't know.

You haven't read this?

Okay. Thank you very much. We'll see. Thank you. Bye-bye.

That's Josie

Lady

in the moon

I'm Stuart, her ex-old man.

Well, this song's for you.

It's called Stuart, her ex-old man.

Josie? Stuart?

What are you doing?

My dance.

Our act.

Our act? Yeah.

Me and Joel.

Pianist.

He's my old man, and this is our gig.

The City Arts Commission pays us to perform.

Josie?

I'm going to get some lunch.

Would you and Joel care to join me?

Well, uh... I would.

But, uh... Well, Joel... He's just warming up.

He won't want to come.

We'll go.

Come on.

It's cool.

City plays with about 20 bucks a performance, gives the truck driver

another 20, and just about gets us by.

That's it.

Are you happy?

Are you happy?

Yes, I am.

Just a second, Marvin. He'll be right in.

He's going to love this.

Really love it.

Oh.

Yes, Roger?

Oh, Arnold.

Just a small matter Marvin brought to my attention.

Champlin went and put your producer in the obituary.

He's dead.

Jackson Schwartz is dead.

Love it, love it.

Really love it.

Really love it.

Can I finish the trades?

Leave the trades? Who cares about the trades?

Be right there.

Are you ready to go?

You haven't forgotten our ride.

What ride?

I am taking you on a motorcycle ride.

Today? Today!

My work.

Forget your work.

It's Friday.

Nobody works on Friday.

Except the secretaries.

It's okay with you. It's okay with me. It's okay.

Wait a minute.

If anyone asks, we're going to a taping of Hollywood Star.

Isn't this better than working?

Of course.

This is where it all ends.

The Great American Trek. The Long March.

Ha! Jesus Christ.

This is as far west as you can go.

I mean, like in San Francisco, it's the Golden Gate.

Here, it's the pier.

Look at them.

Either they head back east, walk out into the ocean, or just sit there and

drink beer all day.

I don't know, Stuart.

Just don't know.

Any cops around?

No? Good.

I'm not supposed to do this, but...

Well, it would be a lot safer if you held on to me instead of the seat.

Now I'm going to show you someplace really better.

There.

Wow.

Get off. Look around.

Have you ever read any Ibsen?

Jesus, Arnold.

What kind of a question is that?

Answer my question.

As a matter of fact, I've read most of Ibsen's plays.

Well, this is just like an Ibsen play.

This place?

How did you find a place like this?

In an Ibsen play.

The protagonist takes a character who he really likes and means a lot to him

up to a very high place.

The heights.

The heights.

There, he shows the special person his world and

makes love to him.

No, Arnie.

The protagonist never, never makes love in an Ibsen play.

Arnold?

What?

I'm not like you.

But I really love you. No, Arnold, I'm sorry.

Don't tell Roger.

My job... Arnold, this job isn't your last chance.

But it is.

Is it?

Well, what about your wife?

And your children?

Are they just a front?

I tolerate them. What does that mean?

Let's get out of here.

I'm being beeped.

This is Stuart Goober. I'm with Feinstein.

You gotta be kidding.

I'm not getting paid enough to be on Rogers' beck and call at 6.30 in the

morning.

what's up

Thank God you're here. You're not going to believe what's happened. What is

happening? Come on in.

Follow me.

hell is going on

jesus

roger came home and found that bobby jackson had broken in and was hiding in

his closet you remember bobby from big time come on man you're brutalizing me

shut up roger what what are you gonna do kill the motherfucker no roger you don't

want to do that

Listen, Roger, we'll call the police.

He broke into my house.

A man's house is his castle.

I don't care if he's black, white, red, yellow, or turquoise.

I'm going to kill him.

It's my constitution, right?

Stu, I'm afraid, man. It's silence.

Couldn't you do anything?

No, I called you. What am I fucking with?

Careful there, Stu.

Hey, what's going on?

What happened?

You sure I won't need this?

Not where you're going.

You really like it, don't you?

Yeah. Well, take it, but you're not going to need it.

Why don't you go into the bedroom? It could be reporters.

Well, if it isn't honky Casanova.

Please, Dana, let me see Cece.

Maybe it's not cool at all for you to be here.

It may be injurious to your health.

Let us hear it, Dana.

Let's fucking stay here. You ain't gonna see her. And if you hear when Hunter

gets back, he's gonna break you in half. So get away.

Please, Dana, let him in.

Are you crazy?

Hasn't there been enough trouble around here?

Things have gotta get back to normal. Well, I ain't mad at him.

Listen, little sister, you can be crazy as you like, but that fight man is not

setting foot in here.

I just found out.

It's okay, honey.

They think Roger's responsible.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, what you guys try to do to Bobby Jackson?

Kill him?

You know Roger's crazy.

Hey, is Bobby all right?

Oh, he's a little hurt.

His pride, mostly.

Except he says he's going to get himself a piece now.

He's not going to hurt anyone.

What about you?

I don't know.

She's gone away.

Susan, are you going to have an abortion?

I don't know. I think I'm going to have the babies do it.

What about your career?

Well, it's over, I guess.

People here are pretty pissed off at me. They spent a lot of money.

Where are they sending you to?

Cece!

Shut up!

Ain't just a lot of niggers down there, baby.

No place for a candy-ass boy like you.

Now that's it with him.

You shut your mouth, you hear?

Please, Stuart, you better go. She's not kidding about Hunter coming back. He

just went to get us something to drink.

He could hurt you.

Please go.

Okay, Cece.

I hope I see you someday.

Make me a part of your past too.

Good morning, Stuart.

Well, I like that. I don't even get a goddamn hello.

Goddamn hello.

Stuart's here.

Send him in.

You heard him.

Morning I'll sit down make yourself comfortable

Quite

a night last night

Yeah, I Take

it we lost big-time contracts.

I doubt it

They're acting as if nothing happened.

They want it kept quiet.

What happened?

I guess they know that if they broke our contracts, then it was to be all over

town.

After all, we are a PR firm.

White magic, black magic.

What was it?

Man builds and man destroys.

Sort of.

We'll keep the big-time contracts.

Except, of course, for Cece.

She's probably through.

Stu.

I'm promoting you.

What?

I'm promoting you.

You're all right, Stu.

You didn't think I was going to punish you for humping Cece.

I've done the same thing myself.

Things like that happen.

Rods get banged up.

In fact, to me, you've proven you're a man.

That's what's important.

You're virile.

You're a man.

You're one of us.

This is going to be a big surprise.

A big surprise.

They're going to love it.

Are you sure you've weeded out all of them are going to be offended by

something like this?

Yes, Roger. You must never offend the press.

You're going to love this.

Oh, really?

Yeah, really.

Are you ready, Roger? Not

just yet.

Lights! Okay,

Joe, come on.

Hi there, I'm Joe Lippman, and tonight we're going to play Pump the Stars, or

What's Behind the Curtain. And remember, what's behind the curtain is what you're

going to get. Now, if one of our luscious ladies will deliver the name of

the first contestant.

Thank you, sweetheart.

Ho, ho, ho. The first contestant is Tom Anderson of television today.

Tom Anderson, come on in.

Okay, Tom. We're going to give you a chance to spin a big wheel of portion

over there. Remember, it must make one complete revolution in order for you to

qualify. Where it ends up will determine what your topic is and where we get your

question from the magic hole in the wall board.

In fact, if you play your cards right and pick the right hole, you may get a

little something extra tonight.

Okay, girls.

Number eight, Tom, that's terrific.

Okay, girls, take them over to the magic hole board.

And, Tom, if you'll just stick your hand in the magic hole number eight and pull

out a question.

Oh, my God.

Well,

what's the matter, Tom? Just pull out a question.

Pretty nice, huh?

Mm-hmm.

But wait just a second, folks.

Don't you think Tom deserves a little bit more than that? I mean, after all, a

top TV writer should at least get his rocks off.

Okay, girls, go to it.

Okay, Tom.

Okay, Tom, that's enough already.

Tom, will you get your question and come over here, please? There's a lot more to

go.

Okay.

Now for your question and your chance to win what's behind the curtain.

The subject is Hollywood.

First, let's give the audience a chance to find out what he has to win.

A 300-pound Polish bulldog complete with built-in S&M features will be the prize

for our lucky contestant.

Okay, Tom, your question.

What is Tony Curtis' real name?

Bernie Short.

That's right.

You get to enter the box.

Right here on this stage. For a 12-6 cage.

Equipped for any age. Woo! Money is safe.

A house over a day. At least for a day or maybe two. In the booty of the

century.

I quit.

Marvin. Congratulations, Stu.

Would you come in here, please?

What do you want us to do, kiss your ass?

You think you're different than us, don't you?

I'll have you know, I'm an art collector.

Look, I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings.

I just want to go.

Is that all?

Oh, I had such high hopes for you when you cut your hair. That was quite a

sacrifice, huh? Is that all?

You think your shit doesn't smell? Please, Marvin.

Stuart!

Didn't you forget something?

The key.

The beeper.

I don't like it down there anymore.

It's not harmless nonsense.

They hurt people down there.

They hurt Marvin.

They hurt Arnold.

They even hurt Caesar.

I just can't take it anymore.

Will you take me back?

There's no more five-year plan.

Can I stay here?

Down, down in Hollywood town, the lost and found come to find their way.

Walking outside, the feelings they hide, putting their pride through well-known

pain.

Stranger, I know you.

We learn to walk together, loners, wondering whether we

really are.

Images of sister brothers standing off from one another, but not

very far.

Down, down in Hollywood town, the bus is bound on the primary way.

Walking outside, the feelings they hide, wasn't their pride too well?

out the nose

small affection each other's heart

reaching out to know those