Ed Wood Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1994
- 127 min
- 496 Views
Ed gives her a thumbs up -- perfect! He confidently takes the
phone.
ED (on phone)
Hello, Mr. Weiss? I heard about your
new project and was curious if you
signed a director. Oh -- you
haven't? Well, if we could get
together, I could explain why I'm
more qualified to direct this than
anyone else in town.
(beat)
Uh, I'd rather not go into it over
the phone... Alright. Great! l'll
see you then!
Ed hangs up and YELPS excitedly. He kisses Dolores. She pulls
away.
DOLORES:
Eddie, I don't understand. Why are
you the most qualified director for
the Christine Jorgensen Story?
ED:
(nervous, he lies)
Aw, er, it's just a bunch of hot air.
I had to say something to get in the
door.
CUT TO:
INT. LOW-RENT HALLWAY - DAY
Ed walks jauntily along, wearing a snappy suit. He reaches a
door that says "SCREEN CLASSICS ó George Weiss, President." Ed
fixes his hair, checks his clothes, then enters.
INT. SCREEN CLASSICS ó SAME TIME
It's a crowded root, piled with paperwork and files. Film cans
are stacked everywhere, and framed oneósheets for "TEST TUBE
BABIES," "BLONDE PICKUP" and "GIRL GANG" litter the cracked
walls. Sitting behind the messy desk is GEORGIE WEISS, 60, a
rug merchant turned exploitation film producer. He juggles a
large sandwich and angrily barks into the phone.
GEORGIE (on phone)
Look, when I said you could have the
western territories, I didn't mean
all eleven states! I meant
California, Oregon, and uh, what's
that one above it... Washington. Oh
really?! Well screw you!
Georgie slams down the phone. He smiles warmly at Ed.
GEORGIE:
Can I help you?
ED:
Yes, I'm Ed Wood. I'm here about
directing the Christine Jorgensen
picture.
GEORGIE:
Yeah, well a couple of things have
changed. It ain't gonna be the
Christine Jorgensen story no more.
Goddamn "Variety" printed the story
before I had the rights, and now that
b*tch is asking for the sky.
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