Cloud Atlas Page #4
It wasn't that bad.
No?!
"Mr. Hoggins should apologize to the trees felled
for the making of his
bloated autobio-novel. Four hundred vainglorious pages
expire in an ending that is flat and inane beyond belief."
Steady now, Dermot. What is a critic,
but one who reads quickly,
arrogantly, but never wisely.
F*** it.
Dermot!
Ladies and gentlemen!
We have an additional award tonight, fellow book fairies.
An award for "most eminent critic".
Mr... Oh, beg pardon,
Sir! Felix Finch! O, B and E!
And what might my prize be, I wonder?
A signed copy of an unpulped "Knuckle Sandwich"?
Can't be many of those left.
Well?
Just what does that leadless pencil you call an imagination
have in mind to end this scene, hmm?
I t'ink you're gonna love this one.
Now, that's "an ending that is flat and inane beyond belief."
My thoughts?
If I'm honest, I admit that the obvious emotions like shock
and horror flew as Finch had, here and gone.
Tequila, couple of fingers.
While deep down, I experienced a nascent sense
of a silver lining to this most tragic turn.
Overnight, Dermot "Dusty" Hoggins became a cult hero
to the common man.
"Knuckle Sandwich" shifted ninety thousand copies
in less than two months.
I was for the briefest of moments, Cinderella
and all memory of past misfortune receded
in the rearview mirror
of my dream come true.
- What the f***?!
- Timothy Cavendish, I presume.
Caught with your cacks down!
Uh, my office hours are eleven to two.
And my secretary
would be more than happy to schedule an appointment
if you so desire.
Friends like us don't need appointments.
We like it all cozy like this.
- Visited Dermot in the joint.
- Our brother's got a question for you.
Where's our f***in' money?
Boys. Boys, look here.
Dermot signed what we call a copyright
transfer contract,
which means that legally...
Dermot didn't sign no f***in' contract for the event
of the f***in' season!
Uh, uh-huh. What? Perhaps, uh, we could moot
a provisional sum
on the basis of... ongoing negotiation.
Okeydokey.
What sum we gonna moot?
Fifty K'd will do for starters.
Fifty sounds reasonable.
Tomorrow afternoon.
Tomorrow afternoon?!
Cash. No bullocks.
- No checks.
- Old-fashioned money.
Gentlemen,
- the law says...
- The law?!
What'd the law do... for Felix f***in' Finch?
[Neo-Seoul, the year 2144]
Ordinarily, I begin by asking prisoners to recall their
earliest memories...
to provide a context for the corpocratic historians
of the future.
Fabricants have no such memories, Archivist.
One twenty-four hour cycle in Papa Song's is identical
to every other.
May I say you speak consumer surprisingly well.
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