State And Main Page #18

CLAIRE:

(starts to cry)

You have no right to...

MARTY:

Cool it, Babe, you started this...

JOE:

What's the...

WALT:

Where have you been...?

MARTY:

You tell me:
you tell me now, I've

got to shoot on Wednesday and I will

not pay your blood money and P.S.,

Pal, I put the word out on the street

and Betty Boop can look for work in

squigglevision...

Claire starts to get up.

MARTY:

Siddown!

JOE:

I really don't think you should be

talking this way to a lady.

MARTY:

...would you excuse me, please...

CLAIRE:

You can't treat me like this. I'm

not a child!

JOE:

She's absolutely r...

CLAIRE:

I'm not a child... I have feelings...

Don't you... don't, don't... don't...

Claire exits crying.

MARTY:

(his suitcase next to

him -- into phone)

Well, you call him, and call me back,

but this is it, pal, you f*** with

me, and I'm going to tear out your

heart and piss on your lungs through

the hole in your chest. And the best

to Marion...

(beat, hangs up, to

Joe)

Where have you been?

JOE:

I...

MARTY:

He says they're looking for you all

day, you're on salary, he needs pages,

what are you, you been 'haying?'

Now:

WALT:

Marty...

MARTY:

Later for that, Walt, let's get this:

we need the "pages" for the new "Old

Mill"... alright? We need a new title,

we need a...

BILL:

Rewrites that Bob Barrenger

requested... the "dead horse scene,"

the...

MARTY:

Whatever it is. GO do it. How you

doing on the permit?

WALT:

It's just a formality.

MARTY:

That's why I want it.

(to Joe)

Type it up and get it back to me

in...

JOE:

I can't.

WALT:

Why?

MARTY:

You can't write it?

JOE:

I can write it. I can't type it.

WALT:

Why?

JOE:

I hurt my finger.

WALT:

Get a typist. Gettim a typist. Get

outta here.

Joe exits.

They turn to survey the board.

MARTY:

Eight hundred grand to show her

tits...

WALT:

Pay her.

MARTY:

I don't got the money.

WALT:

Find the money.

MARTY:

I got a company... give us a million

dollars, put their product in the

film.

WALT:

(looking at a paper

Marty hands him)

No no no no no no no no no find me

the money...

INT. JOE'S ROOM - NIGHT

Joe takes out paper, looks around. Sighs. Picks up phone,

calls back.

JOE:

(into phone)

This is Joe White... in six ten,

they're sending up a typist?

He takes out a sheet of foolscap and a pencil, starts to

write. A knock at the door.

JOE:

(into phone)

Okay, I, thank you. It's here.

He hangs up the phone. Goes to the door, opens it. It is

Claire.

CLAIRE:

You said, "You can't talk that way

to a lady...", you stood up for me.

(beat)

What do you have to drink?

She looks around. Sees a gift basket containing a bottle of

Stolichnaya and a box of matzoh, wrapped with a "Welcome

Back" ribbon.

CLAIRE:

Matzoh! Are you Jewish?

JOE:

I, actually yes.

CLAIRE:

I love Jewish men.

JOE:

Why?

CLAIRE:

You know... Where's your bathroom?

She goes into the bathroom.

JOE:

You liked the script, huh...?

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