The Saxon Charm

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I have an appointment

with a Mr Matt Saxon.

Is he well enough to be seen?

Apparently, Mr Saxon has no

idea what a hospital is for.

He's in 901.

And you'll have to join the mob that's

trying to get past his private watchdog.

Thank you.

Still asleep.

You can't go in there.

But I'm supposed to

see Mr Saxon at four.

The name is Busch.

Eric Busch?

I'll see if he'll talk to you.

Hermy has already

told us Saxon is asleep.

You'd better prepare

yourself to get nowhere.

The way the treats us, you'd swear his

last 2 shows were hits instead of flops.

If that's the way you feel

about him .. why are you here?

I loved your last book, honey.

I mean, it's got class.

And still the average intelligent

person like me can get most of it.

Thank you.

Oh .. are you making

it a play for Saxon?

No. I've never met Mr Saxon.

Oh.

You've never met Mr Saxon?

He'll see you right away, Mr Busch.

The rest of you people, there

isn't a chance until tomorrow.

We're in a hospital.

Nice of you to come, Busch.

I hope you are recovering

from whatever ails you.

I always break my neck trying to find

out what other people are reading, too.

Snobbishness, I suppose.

Do you play darts?

Should you?

Why not?

I mean, your health.

Oh, I'm not sick.

They're painting my house and

I can't stand the smell of paint.

I can't stand hotels, either.

Fifty cents a game alright?

I guess so.

You married?

Yes.

Been married long?

Six years.

You live in New York?

We moved here from Virginia recently.

I tried "gentleman of farming" and

found it didn't mix with writing.

Any children?

Not yet.

Why not?

Well .. the war had me away for

three and a half years and ..

Anyway, there is plenty

of time for children.

I owe you fifty cents.

Mr Saxon.

You should do something

about those noisy people outside.

That is your problem and not mine.

Is there anything else I can do for you?

Yes, my flatulent Florence Nightingale.

You can close that door from the outside.

A very efficient woman but

her stupidity appals me.

I must buy her a gift

before I leave here.

Where is that .. ?

What did you do with ..?

Oh, yeah.

Tell me, Busch. How did

you happen to write to me?

I mean, me in particular.

Did you ever see any of my productions?

Years ago. I've never forgotten them.

How does today's theater impress you?

What I have seen lately impresses

me very little .. for example.

You cannot compete with life

in these melodramatic times.

The politicians have

stolen all our tricks and ..

Blown them up into

earth-sized untidy productions.

And discarded the happy endings.

The playwrights on the other hand,

have all turned into do-gooders.

I'm surprised any sane novelist would

try to fool with the theater these days.

Especially one as successful as you.

It's natural to want to try another

medium. Yes.

Yes, this is not the first play

about Molire, you know.

No.

I believe there are more than thirty of

them in which he appears as a character.

Thirty-three.

First one, in 1778.

In 1788.

[ French language ]

I don't speak French.

You don't speak French.

You write a play about Molire.

Well, you'll have to learn.

I like the title.

Comic Spirit.

A tragedy.

Is that you, Eric?

Yep.

Hi.

Hi.

What's the ..?

Hmm.

Pardon the first one.

What's in the package?

Don't know. A man staggered in with it.

Why didn't you open it?

Because it's addressed to you.

How did you do with Matt Saxon?

He's reading the play.

He liked the title.

What kind of a man is he?

Oh, he's ..

I don't know.

A brilliant mind, of course.

But his personality isn't something

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