The Dramatics: A Comedy Page #3

then make some money.

You think money's gonna

keep you f***ing secure

when someone is

banging down your door

trying to steal your

f***ing food and kill you?

No one's gonna bang down our door

if we're living in Hollywood Hills.

- Why not?

- Because we're in the Hills.

Away from violent,

hungry people.

Those people, they can't

walk up a hill, then?

- No!

- Why not?

Because they're too hungry.

You're f***ing...

Are you kidding me?

It's not a joke.

That's for real.

You kidding me?

That is so idiotic!

That is the most f***ing

idiotic thing I've ever heard!

You know what?

If you think money's gonna keep you secure,

go ahead and leave me.

All right?

And then, just go marry some rich dick head

like Alex Wilson Dickson.

How about that?

Alex Wilson Dickson.

You're mouth, it's already been in there. So

that's like sort of old territory for you.

- F***ing stuck in his dick.

- Honestly... Honestly...

- You can marry him and get a bunch of f***ing money.

- If it's between a rich dude

- and Mr. F*** Money...

- Listen to me. Be quiet.

- I have to buy a gun so I can feel like a man?

- Be quiet and listen to me.

You can have money and then you're gonna

mistake that for a sense of self worth.

- I will f***ing marry a rich dude.

- I promise you you're still gonna f***ing hate yourself.

- You're such a dick!

- You're still gonna hate yourself.

- You're such a f***ing... F*** you!

- I'm not a dick.

- It's the f***ing truth.

- You are a dick!

I should answer that.

I have to answer that.

It's the f***ing truth.

Why?

- It's my agent.

- So what?

- F***ing take it.

- Hello?

Hi Katie.

What?

I got the part.

- What? What part?

- The Master's Maiden.

I guess Bryan J. Macy watched

my tape and said I was his...

He said I was his girl.

So I got it.

I'm, um...

Production starts

next week in England.

Isn't that insane?

This is gonna be huge!

- Okay.

- Oh my God! I have to stop eating.

I'm gonna be in like

corsets and sh*t.

- F***!

- How long are you gonna be gone for?

- Six months.

- Ohh!

You'll come visit, obviously.

Why? So I can have

front row seats

to Bryan J. Macy

f***ing my girlfriend?

No, thank you.

I can't believe you're making

this about you right now.

This is a huge

opportunity for me.

- I gotta go.

- Where?

- Coach improv.

- Okay.

Wait...

I can't be seen drinking OJ.

Do you know what kind of political

ramifications there'll be?

I'm a black man.

- Black men drink OJ.

- Listen. Stop, guys.

This is why Capital Hill's

going downhill.

Scene. Okay, um...

That's was okay.

Was it?

I don't, I don't know.

Be real.

Make a decision.

What's unusual?

Play that, okay? Next scene.

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