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He rubs against her wide, soft belly.

Slowly he pushes her panties down

to her knees. She's faint with passion.

She arches her back and

he lowers her down onto the buckboard.

The horses snort and whinny.

They, too, feel her passion.

The camera moves in

on the nostrils of the horse...

...as the buckboard begins to shake.(

God! Do you believe that?

Steve recommended that script.

He says they're hot for it at Universal.

They're gonna have a bidding war.

I heard a pitch today. It wasn't bad.

Stuck on a story point, though.

- I'm a story editor. Go.

- New York City, big advertising agency.

An account executive makes

a presentation to a potential client.

The client promises

to get back to him.

- Does it have to be advertising?

- That's not the problem.

The account executive keeps waiting

for the client to call him back...

...to tell him what he thought

of the idea, if he got the job or not.

But the client never calls.

The account executive gets so pissed off

and frustrated, he becomes obsessive.

- He decides to drive the client crazy.

- What does he do?

Sends him threatening postcards.

It's not important.

Here's the problem.

How long do you think...

...the account executive

harasses the client...

...before he becomes dangerous?

- Does it have to be advertising?

- How long?

If it were me...

One month?

Three months.

No, more. Five months.

- To be dangerous, five months.

- That's what I thought.

- Who's the writer?

- I don't know.

You don't know the writer

who pitched you the idea?

I don't know his name.

It's a couple kids.

TV writers.

Can we go to bed now?

I'm starting to wrinkle.

- See you tomorrow afternoon.

- Absolutely.

Burt, Larry Levy. I hope you don't

remember me, and if you do...

I hope there are no hard feelings,

I was working for Gassner then.

Take care.

- Who was that?

- An exec over at Fox.

Was until breakfast, anyway.

- Good morning, Mr. Mill.

- Hi, Susan. How are you?

I'm with Joel.

- Hi, Burt. Griffin Mill.

- Good to see you.

Hi, Charles. How are you?

- A**hole.

- One of a breed.

Actually, he's not. There's a whole

breed of them. They're breeding them.

Joel, you're losing your touch,

scheduling meetings so close together.

That guy didn't have time

to finish his breakfast.

He'd already eaten.

Gets up early.

- You went to Mellen's last night.

- Take this away, please. Yes, I did.

- How is he?

- I'd like a Vitelle water.

He's fine.

You left early. Why?

We had to work

on the museum party.

I will not work for Larry Levy.

I'm not asking you to.

I report to you. If I have to report

to Larry Levy, I quit.

You can't quit.

I won't let you quit.

You have a year and a half on your

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