Cobb Page #3

There's a board meeting at

Coca-Cola in Atlanta.

Tell them I can't make it

for medical reasons.

No, personal reasons.

And sell everything I've got in 3M.

Got him!

Like hell you did!

- I shot her damn throat out!

- You are so full of sh*t!

If Mr. Cobb says he got him, he got him.

Then you're full of sh*t, too.

You have no goddamn vision.

A writer with no vision is a waste of time.

I've hired the wrong son of a b*tch.

I better head back to San Francisco

before the storm hits.

I'll take care of these transactions.

And I will be leaving, too, since you think

I'm the wrong man for the job.

Shut up, Stump,

we both know I'm your meal ticket.

I beg your pardon?

We need each other.

We'll start in the morning.

No!

Yeah, bright and early.

Mr. Cobb, I don't think

I've made myself perfectly clear.

Mr. Cobb!

Ready.

Chapter 1, page 1.

Ready!

"Know ye that a prince and a great man

has fallen this day. "

What the hell is that?

That is what Robert Lee said over the grave

of my grandfather at Fredericksburg.

So I'm taking notes?

Hell no,

it's the first line of my autobiography.

- I'm not writing that.

- Why not?

It's horseshit.

It's a third-person comment

about somebody who's already dead.

An autobiography has to be

in the first person...

plus it can't come from the other side

of the goddamn grave.

My story can come

from any damn place I want.

Not to mention the fact...

you can't call yourself

a prince and a great man.

That's for the-

What kind of a writer are you,

tied up in rules and regulations?

What's the use of a writer

if you can't say what want?

You're not treating me like a writer,

you're treating me like a stenographer.

"... that a prince and a great man...

"has fallen this day. "

- It has a certain ring to it.

- It certainly does.

And I thought you might like it.

It's yours, it's a gift.

From me.

"Cobb...

"a prince among men...

"misunderstood in his genius...

"as genius always is... "

That's the second line

from what's gonna be...

the greatest biography

of a great man ever written.

Type the damn thing up!

Bethlehem Steel is going in the toilet.

I'll be a striped-ass ape!

Jameson, Bethlehem Steel's

going in the toilet. Dump it all right now.

You got a stock tip for me?

Buy Coca-Cola.

We're about to go out in cans.

Coke in cans? I don't believe so.

You know what's wrong with Ty Cobb?

Every goddamn disease known to man,

I've got them all.

But they ain't never gonna get me

into a hospital.

My heart leaks. My doctors, nothin' but

a bunch of hacksaw artists...

give me Digoxin to keep it pumping.

They give me Darvon

for the cancer in my back.

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