Happythankyoumoreplease Page #4

"In a world of Sams,

Sam 2 is so much better."

Oh, that was cheesy.

May I?

Help me out with

something here, Sam #2.

- You work in legal, right?

- Yes, I do. Yes.

- Seventh floor.

- Mm-hmm.

Why are you always

lurking around down here?

Oh, come on, everybody knows

the party's on five.

Philanthropic giving!

Whoohoo!

(laughing)

- Annie:
Oh God.

- Oh.

- Can you...

- (camera shutter clicks)

Oh, that's good.

That was a good one.

- One...

- (camera shutter clicks)

Got it.

(giggles)

Annie:

Oh my God.

Sorry.

Here, sit.

Listen, they're going

to deal with you,

get you back home

or wherever.

If they ask any questions,

um, just tell them you've been

walking around or something.

You know, don't...

don't mention my name.

I don't want to get

in any trouble.

It was nice meeting you.

(faucet running)

So Dave thinks he's going to get

this thing off the ground.

- Mary Catherine: That's great.

- Yeah.

He was the happiest

I've seen him in a long time.

- (faucet stops)

- LA seems to agree with him.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

He says he doesn't

miss New York at all.

I knew he'd bail.

He was always way too much of a wimp

to stay here forever.

- Do you want to know what I want?

- Hmm?

- An omelet.

- Oh, wait. I'm just curious.

Why do you hate

Los Angeles so much?

Because it's the epicenter

of all that is awful.

- Wait.

- Feed me.

Dave told me this awesome thing

about LA. No, listen.

He says the whole town

is like this blank canvas,

and whatever you bring to it...

that's what it is.

It's just this random collection

of neighborhoods where it's always sunny

and it basically reflects

wherever you're at back at you.

So if you're happy, LA is great.

If you're not, LA sucks.

But it has nothing to do

with Los Angeles

because... get this...

there's no such thing.

And?

And that's it.

If you don't feed me soon,

I'm going to eat your face.

Let's go.

Okay, what's going on?

Dave said what?

He wants to partner

with me, 50/50.

But...

we'd have to be out there.

When?

End of the month.

And you want to do it?

What I'm missing, I think,

is a great subject.

Like... like the novel,

that which is new, you know?

Where's my...

what do I draw upon?

- I don't know.

- Exactly.

I mean my great shame

as a writer

is that I'm just this suburban kid

with good parents.

You know,

I was fed, clothed,

carpooled...

hardly Dickensian.

- You know what I'm saying?

- Totally.

I mean you...

with your situation...

(clicks tongue)

That's a gold mine.

You got, like, tons of material

all at the ripe old age

of whatever.

How old are you anyway?

I don't know.

You don't know how old you are?

When's your birthday?

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