Meet John Doe

She can get no further, for several people enter. They are

cowed and frightened. ANN hesitates a moment, then, there

being nothing for her to do, she starts to exit. She is

stopped by CONNELL's voice.

CONNELL:

All right, come in, come in! Come

in!

(to Ann)

Cashier's got your check.

(back to others)

Who are these people? Gibbs,

Frowley, Cunningham, Jiles—

(to Ann at door)

Hey, you, sister!

Ann turns.

CONNELL:

Don't forget to get out your last

column before you pick up your

check!

ANN's eyes flash angrily as she exits.

INT. OUTER OFFICE.

MED. SHOT:
ANN storms out. The painter again has to wait

for the door to swing back to him.

INT. ANN'S OFFICE.

FULL SHOT:
ANN enters her office and paces around, furious.

A man in alpaca sleeve-bands enters. His name is JOE.

JOE:

You're a couple o' sticks shy in

your column, Ann.

ANN:

(ignores him,

muttering . . .)

A big, rich slob like D. B. Norton

buys a paper—and forty heads are

chopped off!

JOE:

Did you get it, too?

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