Loitering with Intent Page #5

Someone else could find a better use for it.

It got a little complicated...

Missed you.

Change of plans.

We're not leaving.

So, upstairs in five,

back to work. Is this hot?

G, just so you know, you f***ed up

my rib, really bad. It's killing me.

- Let's go. Back to work.

- So...

...you write and then you dream,

or you dream and then you write?

- Which comes first?

- I dunno, that's a good question.

Sometimes I think the dream is writing me.

So if we find her,

why don't we bring her back?

I'm not sure, I'm not sure.

Because if we bring her back, the movie ends.

I'm not so sure about that,

I'm not sure at all.

What's so special about this cult?

Primary colors,

Stanley the dog, abandoned peers.

Keep that close,

abandoned peers.

Trans-cranial

magnetic stimulation.

Grapefruit the size of cannonballs.

The realism of nature combined with the

serial-ism of nature, aka, whimsy. Aha!

What?

Carlos Puyol beats Real Madrid with his head.

With his head!

Raph, Raph, Raph. What?

Okay, what is all that?

Where you going

with all this?

You see how quickly

young Ava dropped her robe?

You gotta love a girl who can

think on her feet, huh?

If you're a man with sight, you'll

notice she had a little fur down there.

I've been wondering for some time now if

the kids have been bringing bush back.

Kojak has been ruling

the area for a long time now.

Back in the day,

your sister had a full on Joan Baez.

- Okay, stop, stop. Please, stop!

- What? What?

These are my notes.

These are things that can spark my vision.

We have to stick with it to get somewhere.

I need to circle the muse. I need to let

the character emerge. I'm not a machine!

You need to circle.

You seem to circle

a lotta things.

Oh, I see what's happening here.

I'm just saying man,

sometimes, you gotta push.

Man, you gotta jump!

All right!

Okay! All right!

Just forget it, forget it! Back to

the story, okay? Back to the story.

Just give me something real man,

something deep, something truthful!

Oh, it rubs me the wrong way

when you say deep, and truth.

It just rubs me the wrong way!

The guy who wants success in ten days.

The guy who wants everything now.

That guy's gonna talk to me

about truth, about death?

- You don't wanna get in there.

- Get in where, get in where?

You're just saying words, I dunno

what you're talking about!

This is the omphalos of the entire story.

- The omphalos?

- The navel, the central point?

F*** you, word of the day.

You gotta be kidding.

Dark, Mediterranean man sits at his computer,

a pensive look on his face.

- Hi, Ava.

- The curious girl enters the room.

Hey, look, Ava, you're a really nice girl, but

I thought you were gonna be quiet as a mouse.

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