Platinum Blonde Page #6

Mrs. Schuyler looks distractedly at Grayson.

17. CLOSER SHOT

Mrs. Schuyler and Grayson. She rises and speaks imperiously:

MRS. SCHUYLER

Dexter, go out and tell those

ruffians I have nothing to say.

Grayson faces her placatingly.

GRAYSON:

You can't do that. Leave it to me.

I know how to handle reporters.

MRS. SCHUYLER

(with a shudder)

All right, then - get it over with.

MEDIUM FULL SHOT

Grayson turns officiously toward the waiting butler.

GRAYSON:

We've decided to see the reporters.

Send in the man from the Tribune

first.

SMYTHE:

Very good, sir.

MRS. SCHUYLER

Oh, Smythe, some bicarbonate of

soda, quick - double strength. I

know those news mongrels[3] will

upset me.

SMYTHE:

I've anticipated it, madame. The

bicarbonate is ready.

The butler exits.

INT. SCHUYLER LIBRARY - DAY - FULL SHOT

This room resembles the Grand Central Station. It is lined

with bookcases filled with gorgeous first editions and

special bindings, and is furnished in the extreme of

magnificence and luxury.

Present are Stew and Bingy, reporter from the Tribune.

Stew is seated, idly leafing through a first edition.

Bingy, still with his hat on, spots an expensive music box

on a nearby table, opens it and does a little jig to the

tune that is emitted.

20. CLOSER SHOT

Bingy, as he lingers at the table. He is a lazy, sloppy-

looking guy. His face needs a shave and his pants need

pressing. There is a spot of dried ketchup on his tie. On

the table is a humidor. Bingy opens it and lifts out a

handful of cigars.

CLOSE SHOT - STEW

As he looks up from the book, he suggests:

STEW:

Hey Bingy, you'll find the

silverware in the dining room.

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