Sliver Page #2
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- Year:
- 1993
- 107 min
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Carly Norris.
You must have liked her an awful lot
to spend $5.
I did.
We were pals.
- How's the market across the street?
- It's okay.
Welcome to 113. You'll like it here.
- Where do you live now?
- In the Village.
This will be quite a change.
Shall I show you
the rest of the apartment?
Have you grown tired of the Village?
Oh, I teach all aspects of it.
Cameras, camcorders...
This way.
Now, why don't you talk
His last book didn't sell very well.
Perhaps he's getting itchy at Random.
Perhaps he's blaming their marketing
and not the thinness of his characters.
Perhaps you can convince Lynn
to alert him to the inadequacies...
- of their marketing department.
- Are we negotiating, Alex?
Oh, I wouldn't call it that.
He's an attractive man, isn't he?
Alex, I ask you for a raise,
and you take me out to lunch...
and try to set me up.
Jack Landsford.
Shred of Evidence, Flesh and Blood,
police procedurals.
He hasn't written anything
in five or six years...
but he made so much off of
Flesh and Blood, he doesn't have to.
He's got a ranch in Montana.
- And speak of the devil.
- Hello, Alex.
- How are you?
- All right.
I'm the devil.
- Carla Norris.
- Hello.
You look familiar to me.
Maybe that's because
I live in your building.
Oh, yeah.
Jack, Carly is a big fan of yours.
She just loved Flesh and Blood.
- Hey.
- I haven't read it.
I'm sorry.
- Here you are, sir.
- She hasn't read me.
Alex, why is it she hasn't read me?
Everybody's read me. I'm easy to read.
Well, I haven't.
She has better taste than I thought.
She'll read me, though.
What if she doesn't like
what she reads?
- Hi, Jack.
- You'll read me.
I know you'll read me.
Because you have good taste.
You've lost her now, Jack.
So do I.
- See you around the neighborhood.
- Yeah.
Alex.
I spend seven years in a bad marriage,
and you say I like being in control?
But you ended it, didn't you?
No. No way.
No.
F*** both of you. You said $700, Mike.
Yeah, I know it's not f***ing Vogue.
So what?
Well, it's your choice.
Look, I'm hungry, I'm jet-lagged, and
I don't need this sh*t. Goodbye, Michael.
God, I'm sorry. I'm gonna get those
right out of your way.
- That's okay.
- I'm Vida.
- Carly Norris.
- Hi.
- I'll give you a hand.
- Thanks.
Damn doormen.
I really tip them well, too.
Everybody does.
That's why they're never around
when you need them.
You're right.
You should see them at Christmas.
Like flies on sh*t then.
Oh, yeah, this guy was here.
He left this for you.
- You're all moved in, then?
- Oh, God, no. I hate it.
I know. It's worse than anal intercourse.
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