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Other than Jack Daniel's?
I know that part, Amy,
hence the question.
I don't know.
You got weird on that one.
You'd write it mostly at night, I think.
- What do you mean, "influenced"?
- I don't know.
Like, by another story?
Look, forget it.
Mort, you swore the one time
was the only time.
Forget it, please.
Please, just forget it. Come on.
How's Ted?
He's fine.
I was thinking that he and I should get
together sometime, have a drink...
...because we've been to a lot
of the same places.
- You know what? I gotta go.
- So do I.
Okay.
- Is he there?
- No.
We're not together.
Wow, well...
...I'd be lying if I said I wasn't on
the verge of doing Snoopy dances.
No, Mort.
What I meant was we're
not together at the moment.
He's coming over later. He hardly ever
comes here. I usually go to his house.
There's a useful detail.
Thanks for that.
Don't ask, then.
It was working just fine that way.
over to the house more.
Such a nice house. I like it.
I mean, I love it. That's why I bought it.
Goodbye, Mort.
Goodbye, Amy.
Sh*t. Sh*t. Sh*t.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
- You read it?
- I did.
I imagine it rang a bell, didn't it?
Oh, it certainly did.
When did you write it?
I thought you'd ask that.
That's the whole point.
Two writers have the same story,
it's all about who wrote the words first.
- Wouldn't you say that's true?
- I suppose so.
I suppose that's why I came
all the way up here from Mississippi.
I wrote it seven years ago, 1997.
How'd you get it?
That's what I really want to know.
How in the hell did a big
money-scribbling a**hole like you...
...get down to a little shitsplat town
in Mississippi...
...and steal my goddamn story?
- Drop it.
- Drop it?
Drop it. What in the hell
do you mean, drop it?
You said you wrote your story in 1997.
I wrote mine in late '94.
It was published for the first time
in June 1995 in a magazine.
Nice try, Mr. Shooter,
but I beat you by two years.
If anybody's got a b*tch about
plagiarism, it's me.
You lie!
- No, I don't!
- Prove it!
I don't have to prove a thing to you.
Go look for yourself. Ellery Queen's
Mystery Magazine, June 1995.
- And how am I supposed to find that?
- That's not my problem.
Am I supposed to drive down to your
house in Riverdale, New York...
...and ask your wife, Amy, for it?
I read it on your book jacket.
That's not my house. That's hers.
What the hell does that mean?
What do you think, you ignorant hick?
I'm in the middle of a divorce.
D-I-V-O-R-C-E. Divorce.
You strike me as the kind of guy...
...who's on the lookout for a head
he can knock off with a shovel.
But what you don't understand is,
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