D.O.A. Page #2
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- 1988
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mortgaged to the eyeballs
with two kids and a third on the way.
Oh, congratulations, Graham.
Boy or girl?
Word around the faculty lounge
is that you recommended
your friend Hal to the dean, Dex.
I've been here longer.
I was next in line.
Well, I didn't put Hal's novel
on Putnam's spring list, Graham.
You know academic politics as well
as I do-- ''publish or perish.''
- Always has been, always will be.
- I have published.
Rehashing old classroom lectures
just doesn't count.
Oh, yeah? When was the last time
you published, Dex?
Now, there's an interesting article
for one of those ''obscure journals.''
Young literary lion produces
bril-- brilliant novel...
gets snapped up by snazzy college.
Strong follow-up
brings full professorship,
and then the third novel...
that is a little careless
and a fourth that kind of stinks.
But by then, the lion
is tame and tenured,
and number fiive never comes at all.
Well, you know,
that's still four more than you, pal.
Look, some of us
just wanna be teachers, Dex.
We don't have any literary pretensions.
We're just f***ing good teachers!
- F***in' a**hole!
- How'd you get this in here?
I don't know.
Uh, this is Gail.
Um, the papers came today.
Everything seems to be in order.
I-I just need you to sign 'em.
Listen, I'm sorry that you had
to move out so quickly. I know you-you
didn't get a chance to get everything.
Um-- Uh, there's
some mail here for you, and--
Christ, is it hot enough for you?
They say rain's on the way,
but I don't believe it.
Um--
I'll talk to you later, okay?
Bye-bye.
Uh, yeah, hi, Professor.
It's, uh, Nick Lang calling. Uh--
Mm-hmm.
Oh, sh*t.
If you don't like my novel,
I'll die.
No, I will.
I'll stop writing.
Shut that, will you?
- Sh*t.
- Why?
Time of year, isn't it?
Holiday depression and all that.
And this heat. Makes a guy
do all sorts of insane things.
Pretty grim.
- So's this.
- Yeah. Well, next semester...
I'm on the best-seller list and
we are up to our asses in Dewar's.
What the hell kind of problem could
a college kid have that he thinks
only a swan dive could solve?
That was no ordinary college kid.
You wanna talk about problems?
His father was a thief.
One night about four years ago,
he breaks into the Fitzwaring mansion...
killed the husband.
So what does the widow do? She puts
the thief's son through college.
- The Fitzwaring murder? That's the kid?
- Was.
Guess all the money in the world
can't buy Nick a happy ending, huh?
He was a poetic little f***er, though.
- That's Nick's independent project.
- Good read, huh?
- I don't know. I didn't read it.
- You didn't read it?
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