Platinum Blonde Page #10

INSERT:
ENVELOPE

The corner of a fifty dollar bill protrudes.

BACK TO SCENE:

Bingy quickly shuts the envelope up. Grayson is watching

him closely.

GRAYSON:

So, you see how silly that rumor

is?

BINGY:

Why, sure. It's a lotta hooey.

GRAYSON:

That's what I wanted to say, but I

couldn't think of it.

Grayson starts leading him toward the door. CAMERA PANS

WITH THEM as Grayson leads him toward the door, talking as

they walk.

GRAYSON:

Thank you very much.

BINGY:

All right, all right, don't mention

it.

GRAYSON:

Give my regards to your managing

editor.

BINGY:

I certainly will.

They stop at the door. Bingy extends a handshake, which is

again refused. He stops and looks back at the jury.

MEDIUM SHOT FROM HIS ANGLE

The Schuylers all sitting silently and contemplating him.

BINGY:

Well, so long folks!

He flutters his eyes at Anne.

BINGY:

Thanks!

He takes one last look at Mrs. Schuyler and is again gripped

by a violent sneeze.

MRS. SCHUYLER

(rising to the

occasion)

Uh, bless you!

ALL:

Bless you!

BINGY:

Thanks.

The butler appears in the doorway behind him. Bingy exits

past him, beaming.

BINGY:

(waving to butler)

So long!

Grayson nods to the butler.

GRAYSON:

Smythe, bring in the other reporter.

SMYTHE:

Yes, sir.

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