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It's not to say I'm not happy | having him on the movie.

I think that's great, and | I'm sure he's very good in it.

I just don't get what | the big thing is with Calvin.

I think... you know, you picture | a role in a certain way...

And sometimes it's... | I'm not always right, either.

I know, you know, certainly | my wife thinks he's great.

FRANCESCA:
| I'm starving to death.

- Well, I've got it right here, | - I might actually faint,

OK, tuna, No celery,

No celery and no,

- Onion, | - Right,

Uh, so listen...

you know that thing | that we were talking about?

Um, I can't keep...

OK, I mean...

Come on, come on,

I'm uncomfortable dealing | with this aspect of your life.

I don't want to talk to them,

Well, I don't want | to talk to them, either.

I don't even want to talk | to the guys I'm dating,

Uh-huh. | Well, I'm not dating anyone.

A date is not dating.

Well, you know, | someone buys you dinner,

you owe them a phone call, | in my opinion,

See, dinner... | that's where I f***ed up.

It should have been lunch,

They all seem pretty nice | to me.

Well, they don't strike you as, | like, networky, freaky,

actress-dating | executive types,

with their water bottles | in, like, a mesh tote bag?

This is really... | this is disgusting,

I can't eat this, | That arugula is so bitter,

It's like | my algebra teacher on bread,

- OK, | - Ugh,

I'm truly, I'm... look at me,

I'm gonna faint, | I might actually faint,

We all know how you get | when your blood sugar's low.

All right. I'll be right back.

OK. Thank you.

- You're welcome, | - I need some wet naps, too,

- OK, | - Tuna fingers,

- Don't want tuna fingers, | - No, we don't,

- You're an angel, Thank you, | - Oh, you're welcome,

Oh, post-its!

LEE:
See, I knew | something was wrong, I just...

I didn't know it was that.

I had that one this morning,

CALVIN:
Hey,

I need to talk to you | about something,

- Lee... | - Don't,

Why did you even pursue this?

What? Wait a minute. | You came over and spoke to me.

Now, all of this began | because of you,

Are you saying | you weren't attracted to me?

No...

Gus told me | to watch out for you,

I'm forty-one tomorrow, | Calvin...

the age where | I could have a stroke,

in the middle of the night,

If you think I'm not going | to Gus', you're,

OK, I have a meeting, | Go f*** somebody else,

- Hey, | - Hi,

- You're still here? | - Yeah, I was just upstairs,

I was shopping | for my friend Gus,

- Oh, | - Yeah,

- Are you OK? | - Oh, yeah, I'm good,

I've just had really some | sad cases today, so I'm just...

- I'm sorry, | - I'm emotional,

Yeah. | What did you get him?

- Who? | - What did you get Gus?

Oh, They didn't have it,

- What was it? | - Yeah,

- Are you, | - It was a thing,

He's... he's, uh,

It was... they didn't... you know, | 'cause he's forty today,

and I was just gonna get him | some, I don't know, this...

- Are you OK? | - Yeah,

I just have to go, | I'm really late, so...

- Are you sure? | - Yeah,

I'll call you later.

Oh, OK,

Thank you.

Um, you need to find him,

I don't know if he knows | I'm here at the office,

so I have to have a contact | name in order to transfer you.

Um, Harvey's not here | at the office right now.

He sees on the TV a murder,

and as he listens to the murder,

His whole face | just goes white...

and he bolts | from his apartment.

Now, we follow him.

The murders... they deviate | at this key point...

for reasons nobody can | understand, because...

T ell Trevors I'm not gonna | do it, I'm not gonna do it,

Good, good, Go, Sorry, Go ahead,

Aah,

My brother Bob | should look at this,

Yeah, Good, Good!

- Great, | - Good,

CALVIN:
Motherfuckers,

Did you see their faces | looking at us?

Yes,

It was like a labrador | staring at a Picasso,

Right,

Ed, we walked in there

- They want beer mugs, | - Yeah, right?

I could so see myself | in that part,

Right?

F***!

- It's all right, | - All right, I gotta go,

- See you later, | - See you,

Hey, Ed, keep the faith,

It was good. It was good.

- Mr, Liveright, | - Hey, hey, Bill,

- Come on in, | - Thanks,

- Ann? | - Yeah,

My massage is here, | I'll call you back in an hour,

- How about in back? Good? | - OK, sure,

Um, what do you think | about the lighting?

A little light... too bright?

Whatever you're comfortable | with is fine, Yeah,

I think a little darker,

- Like so, | - Sure,

- Need some help? | - No,

Done it before, huh?

"Bill Liveright"... great name,

Well, a name with a message | is a good name, right?

I don't know, | It just always eluded me,

Mmm, | Money is just feminine energy,

Huh, It always seems so male, | I don't get it,

Money:
Mater, The Latin,

You connect with that,

You make it sound pretty simple,

- It is, | - Just connecting with it,

You're catching on, Ann,

Look, don't be

If you have purpose, | you can just wade right through,

It's like running past | people who are asleep,

OK,

you can turn over now,

I think I kind of drooled | a little bit,

Just scoot your head down, | so you're not in the hole.

OK,

You're from L, A,?

No, Miami, actually, You?

- New York, | - Oh,

Do you find me attractive?

What?

Yes,

In what sort of way?

In a human sort of way,

- Ann, | - Bill,

It's my birthday, Ann,

- Really? | - Yeah,

Happy birthday,

What's your philosophy | on release?

You know what, Bill, I know

and the thing is, | I don't do it, so,

Right, Not even | for a little extra money?

Mm-mmm, It's not | the kind of massage I do,

Right,

I offer a release | of tension and toxins,

and sometimes emotion, but,

Yes, well,

Well, I don't do it, so...

Oh, yeah, | You can come in thirty seconds?

- Do you have a second-hand? | - Look, I can't do it,

You could stop | after thirty seconds,

Five hundred dollars, | When was the last time,

you made five hundred dollars | for thirty seconds of work?

- You're cruel, | - I'm not cruel, I'm practical,

You need the cash,

This is crazy,

Five hundred dollars, Ann,

You can't make any noise,

- The place is noisy, | - No, You can audibly exhale,

You can't moan or grunt or sigh,

I can't moan or grunt or sigh, | just audible exhale only?

- Yes, | - Ahh!

No, Too loud, And if | you do it... it's too much,

I'll be quiet, | OK, Ann, I'll be quiet,

Are you ready?

F***.

Are you ready?

Will you just hand me | that plastic bag right there?

Well, why?

No reason,

Oh,

Oh, my God,

Ahem,

- Here, | - Thank you,

GUS:
Sh*t.

- Hey, Ann? | - What?

I'm sorry, | I thought I had more cash on me,

That's OK, Bill,

You know what? There's a limit.

There's a limit.

To the machine, You can only | get three hundred dollars out,

Could you move that, please? | That bag,

- You're kidding, | - No, I'm not kidding,

- I feel bad, | - You should,

You should feel | really bad and ashamed,

It's,

- Hold on, | - Forget it,

- Just hold on a second, | - You know what? Forget it,

It's pathetic.

"Mater equals money. " I mean, | give me a f***ing break.

All the world loves a winner,

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