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is to put good books
into the hands of readers.
Thank you, Mr. Perkins.
Now, scribner's has agreed
to give you our standard
advance against royalties.
If this is satisfactory,
we can proceed at whatever
pace is comfortable for you.
$500?
No one ever
thought my writing
was worth a dime.
Oh, lord!
Do you mind if
we start tomorrow?
Of course.
I promise to work hard.
Yeah!
Oh, lord!
I can barely...
Oh, mighty. Oh, indeedy.
"Mr. wolfe,
we intend to
publish your book."
No!
Tom!
Oh, my angel, thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you,
my lover, my love.
I'm so...
I'm so happy
for you. Oh!
How much you figure
we have to cut?
I'm guessing
around 300 pages.
It's not the page count
that's important,
it's telling the story.
There it is.
Four years of my life.
My heart bleeds
to see any of it go.
But I guess it's die dog
or eat the hatchet.
You took the words
right out of my mouth.
The last few weeks
working on the book
have been the most
thunderingly thrilling
You spend your lifetime
in the pages of books,
as we do,
and those characters emerge
that speak to you deep,
to the marrow.
They are your mirrors.
In my time,
Or Pierre
from the tolstoy.
But I know
that's not who I am,
much as I would have it so.
We are not those characters
we want to be.
We're those characters
we are.
I'm caliban.
That island creature,
monstrous and deformed.
Caliban.
So ugly.
So alien.
Hurt and shunned
into poetry.
What is Manhattan
but an isle full of noises?
"Sounds, and sweet airs
that give delight
and hurt not?"
"Sometimes a thousand
twangling instruments
"will hum about mine ears,
"and sometimes voices
"that, if I then had
waked after long sleep
"will make me sleep again."
I have a thought
about the book, o lost.
I think we should
discuss the title.
I don't know that
it truly captures
the meat of your book.
Here, imagine
you're a reader.
You're wandering
through a bookstore
and lots of books
and you see a book titled
trimalchio in west egg
and you see one
titled the great gatsby.
Which are you
going to pick up?
Gatsby.
That's why Scott changed
his original title.
He knew it needed
a bit more meat.
It's your book,
just give it a think.
Here we are.
My god, Max!
It's a mansion.
It is so nice
to finally meet you,
Mr. wolfe.
Max has told us so much.
Tom! It's tom.
Please.
And nice to meet you.
Every man Jack of you.
Or "girl Jack,"
i should say.
Max has been circumspect
about all these
beautiful daughters.
A bounteous sea
of loveliness.
Max tells us
you're working
on a new book.
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