She Loves Me Not

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( coughing )

( groans )

( heavy equipment rumbling )

( clattering )

( coughing )

( hammering, stapling )

( power saw running )

( thudding )

CHARLIE?

Man:

ACTUALLY, TELL JEFF

TO COME HERE NOW...

YEAH, UM,

HAVE YOU SEEN:

MY ASSISTANT?

HE'S ABOUT THIS TALL,

DARK HAIR.

NO.

HE CAN'T HIDE FROM ME,

NOT IN MY OWN HOUSE.

( phone ringing )

Woman:

HEY, THIS IS CHARLOTTE.

I CAN'T GET TO THE PHONE NOW.

LEAVE A MESSAGE,

AND I'LL CALL YOU BACK.

YEAH, WHERE THE HELL

ARE YOU?

IT'S 1:
00 ALREADY.

( stapling,

saw whirring )

GIRLS' NIGHT OUT?

OR WERE THERE:

BOYS TOO?

SOME BOYS,

SOME GIRLS.

YEAH.

FIGURES.

DID YOU HAVE FUN?

YEP.

HOW IS IT THAT, UM,

THAT YOU DON'T RETURN

A SINGLE CALL?

I DON'T KNOW.

SERVICE?

RIGHT.

THERE'S NO FOOD IN THERE.

F*CK THE FOOD.

WHERE'S THE FUCKIN' ICE?

GODDAMN IT!

WHERE'S KARLA?

IF I ASK HER TO DO

ONE FUCKING THING

FOR ME,

IT'S JUST TO MAKE SURE

I'M WELL-STOCKED

WITH ICE.

I MEAN, GOD!

KARLA'S OFF.

WHY ARE YOU SO UPTIGHT?

I'M NOT UPTIGHT,

JUST THIRSTY.

WHAT?

WHAT?

YOU KNOW, I, UM...

I DON'T MIND THAT YOU

GO OUT EVERY NIGHT.

IT'D JUST BE NICE

IF YOU RETURNED A CALL

NOW AND AGAIN.

YOU KNOW?

JUST SO I KNOW:

YOU'RE ALL RIGHT.

HERE. SHAKE IT.

ENOUGH?

FILL IT UP.

COME ON.

COME ON.

OH, IT'S MAKING

ME SICK.

WELL, HERE.

COME ON. VITAMIN C.

IT'LL HELP YOU

WITH THE HANGOVER.

ARE YOU FUCKING:

KIDDING ME?

TRUST ME.

I DON'T WANT IT.

OKAY.

AH, YOU'RE MISSING OUT.

I MAKE ONE HELL:

OF A MARTINI.

BY THE WAY,

WHO TOLD YOU:

YOU COULD BORROW MY CAR

EVERY SINGLE NIGHT?

WHAT IF I HAVE TO

GO SOMEWHERE?

WHERE ARE YOU GONNA GO?

SOMEWHERE. ANYWHERE.

WHERE ARE YOU GONNA GO?

YOU LOS YOUR LICENSE.

NO, I DIDN'T.

I HAVE MY LICENSE.

OKAY, WHATEVER.

DID YOU GET LAID

LAST NIGHT?

THAT'S FUNNY, HUH?

FUNNY. WHY, DID YOU?

WHAT, LADIES NEVER TELL?

I HAVE TO SHOWER.

YEAH, THAT'S

PROBABLY A GOOD IDEA.

YOU KNOW WHY?

'CAUSE YOUR FACE

IS STARTING TO:

RUN OFF YOUR FACE.

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?

( hammer pounding,

saw whirring )

( groans )

YOU KIDDING ME?

SHIT!

UH-HUH. UH-HUH.

I UNDERSTAND.

HOW MANY OF THESE

DO I HAVE TO SIGN?

THE WHOLE BOX?

WHY?

OH, GOD.

I'M TRYING TO SWITCH

GENRES, PATTY.

I NEED NEW MATERIAL.

THE FUCKING WATER'S OFF.

PATTY, I NEED TO

CALL YOU BACK.

YES, YES.

I'LL SIGN THEM.

I'LL SIGN THEM.

ALL RIGHT, BYE.

WHAT?

THE WATER IS OFF.

WELL, GO USE

MY SHOWER THEN.

AND AFTER THAT,

I NEED YOU TO HELP ME

SIGN THESE BOOKS.

THE WATER:

IS GOING TO BE:

OFF IN YOUR:

BATHROOM TOO.

WHAT IS THAT, ANOTHER

REX STEPHENS CLASSIC?

I WROTE THIS:

BEFORE YOU EVEN:

HIT PUBERTY.

AND, YES, SOME PEOPLE

CALL IT A CLASSIC.

OKAY, NOW, HEMINGWAY

WAS A CLASSIC.

STEINBECK.

NOT REX STEPHENS.

I MEAN, EVEN BUKOWSKI,

IF YOU ASK ME.

I LIKE THOSE PEOPLE TOO.

I'M SURE YOU DO.

WHAT, DID YOU THINK I WAS

GONNA WALK ALL THE WAY

DOWN HERE NAKED?

WHY'D YOU MAKE ME GE OFF THE PHONE, CHARLOTTE?

THAT WAS BUSINESS.

BECAUSE THE FUCKING

WATER IS OFF.

WHO WAS THAT?

YOUR PUBLISHER?

AGENT, PUBLISHER,

BLOODSUCKING BOTTOM-FEEDER.

WHICHEVER YOU PREFER.

DID YOU READ:

MY BOOK?

I'M IN A PERIOD

OF TRANSITION.

I'M LEAVING THEM.

THEY JUST DON' KNOW IT YET.

RIGHT.

SO...

YOU DIDN'T READ

MY BOOK, DID YOU?

COME ON. LET'S NO GO THROUGH ALL THIS AGAIN.

YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY WRITER

IN TOWN, YOU KNOW.

OKAY, LOOK.

WHY DON'T YOU GO

TAKE A SWIM,

AND I'LL BE DOWN

IN A FEW MINUTES--

GET ME AN AGENT.

OKAY. I WILL.

AND I AM THE ONLY

WRITER IN TOWN.

( groaning )

ALL RIGHT,

ALL RIGHT.

GOT IT.

CHARLOTTE.

GOT IT.

SEE?

THERE IT IS.

YEAH? YEAH?

DID YOU WIPE:

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