Swimming with Sharks Page #9

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Shall I bring anything?

No, not a thing.

Just get your cute

butt over here.

I'll leave the key out.

Buddy, Dawn.

Well, hi.

Shall I bring anything?

I'll leave the key out.

Midnight, right?

Yeah. Just like old times.

Midnight, right?

Just get your cute

butt over here.

I'll leave the key out.

So we're left

with just one thing...

the only thing I know

that drives men

to hurt, to want.

This is about a girl,

isn't it, Guy?

This is about Dawn.

All this over a chick?

You fool!

Please,

just shut up.

Aw, Guy,

you disappoint me.

You're gonna have

to start thinking

with your head

and not your hips.

I gave you everything.

But you weren't satisfied.

You had to have her, too.

Oh, some gift.

She's not what you think.

Come on, grow up!

You know as well as I do

that a bed

is the best friend

a girl like Dawn can have.

Be a man!

If you're gonna lose it

every time some bim

decides to climb

the social ladder,

you're never

gonna make it!

Isn't that right, Dawn?

Dawn, honey, so glad you

made it on time, darling,

"because you got

some 'splanin' to do!"

Buddy, what happened to you?

Guy, what are you

doing here?

Oh, don't you think

that's a question

that you should be answering?

What?

Oh, Christ.

No, Guy,

this is not

what you think.

Oh, really?

Well, tell us.

What are we supposed

to think? Huh?

A young, eager producer

comes up to the house

of a top executive

for a midnight rendezvous?

She's right, Guy.

It's not what you think.

She's definitely not

selling girl scout cookies.

What has happened here?

Oh, stop. Stop with the

f***in' stupid questions!

What do you think

has happened?

He's taken me hostage!

He's beaten me,

he's tortured me,

and I think

you're next, dear.

Guy, this--this is

completely insane.

Just put the gun down,

and why don't we

talk about this?

What the f*** do you think

we've been doin' all night?!

Dear, I don't think

you fully appreciate

the situation.

After you get past the

"oops, he caught us" stage

and realize we are both

f***ed, let me know, ok?

Shut up! I've got

nothing to do with you.

Aw, I'm hurt.

What happened to standing

by your man, Dawn?

n.

oh, that's right.

you don't stand by your me

you stand on them

as you climb up

to get to

the next one's bed.

yeah, let me tell you

somethin' about dawn here.

she used to be quite

the little f*** towel.

fresh film school grad

who f***ed her way

to top assistant desk,

f***ed her way

to junior executive,

and then f***ed

her way to V.P.

It was quite a rise.

Of course,

she stopped all that

the day she got

her producer deal.

Been 3 years now. Trying

to make important films.

Redeeming films.

See, she started to

worry about words like

honor, dignity,

and respect,

words that a one-time

two-bit tramp

could never afford.

How dare you judge me?

Who the hell

do you think you are?

Ok, fine.

You tell him, then.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

Why don't you tell him?!

No, I think it's better

he hears about

your past from you.

Shut up!

Both of you...

Shut up.

Guy, you are acting

like a child.

You are no better

than he is right now.

Me? What about you?

Tell me something.

H-h-how long have you

been f***ing him?

A couple of years now, actually.

Good years, if you--

shut up!

Guy, I know what

this looks like.

It is not what you think.

I came here for you.

I came here for us.

You came here for us?

I told him to promote you.

The film was getting made.

It's everything you wanted,

everything you hoped for.

No.

No, it isn't.

It--it's not

what I wanted.

It's not the way

it was supposed to be.

I wanted this for us.

I--I wanted this for you.

Excuse me.

Wait a minute.

You two think

you love each other,

and that's the only reason

you put up with my sh*t?

Jesus, that's pathetic.

That's about

the most pathetic thing

I've ever heard.

I told you to shut up!

Guy, this is

what he wants.

Put the gun down.

He has got to pay.

He is not worth it!

Let him do it.

Come on, Guy.

You know what

you have to do.

Don't you dare give up

everything you've worked for.

Come on, boy.

Take it.

We can fix this now

if you put the gun down.

You know what

you have to do.

It's yours, and

you know you want it.

If you don't take it,

I got no sympathy.

Don't you dare

throw everything away.

You have to do it.

You want to do it.

Do it!

All for nothing?!

Will you stay

the f*** out of this?!

I--I am trying to save

your life here.

And I am trying

to give Guy his.

Listen, baby,

he can't f*** his way

through the ranks

nearly as well as you can.

He's gotta kick and fight

and scratch his way there.

He doesn't have a choice.

You have nothing

to contribute to this,

so stay the f*** out!

Go ahead. Shoot.

I don't care.

Yabba-dabba-doo.

All right, Guy. Come on.

Let's finish this.

Give it to me. Show me

what you're made of.

Show me what you've learned.

Don't let me down, son.

Everything I've taught you

comes down to this.

This is the only way that

you could hope to survive.

Because life...

is not a movie.

Everyone lies.

Good guys lose.

And love...

does not conquer all.

So let's do this thing.

Let's finish it.

I'm sorry.

Do it! Come on!

Do it now!

Currently 78 degrees

in Hollywood,

and it's beginning to look

a lot like Christmas.

Hey, hey. Look who's

the new big man on campus.

Come on in

and sit down, Jack.

What? This is unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

You have got to be

the youngest executive

they've ever had here.

Yeah, well...

"Well," nothin'.

You deserve it.

You deserve it.

After you saved Buddy

from that crazy chick?

Unbelievable.

That's not quite

how it happened, Jack.

That's not quite

the way it happened?

Sh*t! This jilted lover

holds Buddy hostage,

beats him, tortures him,

and you ride in

and save the day.

Oh, above and beyond

the call of duty, Guy.

I was delivering

some scripts,

and I happened

to be there.

You pulled the trigger

on her, man!

You are a hero!

You deserve this.

So, you know,

do you think that you could

just, you know, pop a good word

in there for me, you know?

I mean, my year's

almost done here.

Let me tell you

something, Jack.

Everyone is gonna want to

give you the same advice...

tell you that you

have to pay your dues...

ask you to do them a favor.

"Do this for us."

They all want you to play

by the rules, Jack.

Their rules.

Well, save that

candy-striped sh*t

for the Wall Street

wimps...

because

this town is a jungle.

This is your inner city.

These are your mean streets.

And the only interests

that you need to protect...

are yours.

And the only needs...

that you have to serve...

are yours.

So the only question

that you need to answer

is this--

And think about this, Jack--

What do you really want?

Well...

I have to go to

a meeting, Jack, so...

Ok.

You are my God.

Hey, Guy, what do you say

we grab some dinner tonight?

I'd like to, Jack...

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