The Late Shift Page #2
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- 1996
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HERE SHE COMES.
YOU SAID WE'D HAVE
PRIVACY HERE.
I JUST SAW ARNIE KLEINER
IN THE CORNER:
DOWNING A THAI BEER.
OH, MY GOD,
HOWARD STRINGER.
( laughing )
RIGHT. A PLEASURE TO MEET YOU, HELEN.
A LITTLE BUSINESS OVER LUNCH.
THIS LOOKS LIKE:
WE WOULDN'T WANT TO
WASTE YOUR VALUED TIME.
ALL RIGHT. NOW,
WE THINK THE WORLD OF JAY.
AND WE THINK HE'S READY
TO BE A STAR, RIGHT NOW.
AND WE HAVE SOMETHING
NO ONE ELSE CAN OFFER HIM.
11:
30 WIDE OPEN.HOLY SH*T.
A DEAL MEMO ALREADY?
YOU GUYS ARE SERIOUS.
YOU... YOU TAKE THIS,
I DON'T... I DON'T WANT TO HOLD ONTO THIS.
WITHOUT THE PAPER
IF YOU PREFER.
THE SHOW OPENS IN SEPTEMBER.
HE'LL GET $6 MILLION
TO START.
HOW DOES THAT SOUND?
$6 MILLION.
YEAH, ALL RIGHT,
I'M IMPRESSED,
BUT, UH, WE MAY BE
RUSHING THIS A LITTLE BIT.
JAY'S A LOYAL PUPPY.
HE'S GOT A THING
FOR THE TONIGHT SHOW,
LIKE EVERY OTHER COMIC
IN AMERICA.
OF COURSE.
BUT ISN'T HE STILL
THIRD IN THAT LINE,
( laughing )
NO, I WOULDN'T SAY THAT.
BUT I WOULD SAY THA WE HAVE SOME REASON
TO FEEL A LITTLE, UH,
AND, UM, I'LL ADMIT I TO YOU, HOWARD, I LOVE THIS OFFER.
I'M SURE YOU DO, HELEN.
( all laughing )
COMPLIMENTS OF MR. KLEINER.
( all chattering )
THIS FEELS LIKE:
THE LATE-NIGHT D.M.Z.
DOES THAT MAKE ME NIXON?
I GUESS I'M KISSINGER.
YEAH, YEAH.
WITH YOU NEGOTIATING, THAT WAR
WOULD'VE GONE NUCLEAR.
OH, YEAH. WE HOPE.
HI, BRANDON.
HEY, MORT, HOW YOU DOING?
GOOD TO SEE YOU.
ENJOY THE EVENING.
HEY, WARREN,
WE GOT HOWARD STRINGER
HUMPING LENO'S LEG.
WHAT ARE WE GONNA TELL
THE G.E. GUYS IF WE LOSE HIM?
MY DOG ATE MY:
LATE NIGHT HOST?
I MAY.
I MAY.
HELEN NEEDS A STROKING.
JAY, I HEAR HOWARD STRINGER
WANTS TO TAKE YOU
TO BERMUDA FOR:
A ROMANTIC WEEKEND.
( all laughing )
HELEN.
HI, HOW ARE YOU?
FINE.
JAY, HONEY, IT'S TIME TO GO
GET YOUR MAKEUP ON.
YOUR SPOT STARTS
IN 30 MINUTES.
MANAGER AND NETWORK
NEED TO BE ALONE, I CAN TAKE A HINT.
HEY, UH, BRANDON,
WATCH YOUR WALLET.
( laughing )
HEY, DAVID.
OH, HEY. HEY, JAY,
GOOD.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
LISTEN,
HOW'S N.B.C. TREATIN' YOU?
GOOD, YOU KNOW.
I MEAN, WHO KNOWS?
OK, I GUESS.
HEY, I SAW THAT SHOW
THE OTHER DAY WITH SANDRA BERNHARD.
OH, JESUS.
IT WAS GREAT, COME ON.
YOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE SAYING, IT WAS SO FUNNY.
HEY, ARE YOU GUYS
GONNA STAY AROUND?
UH, NO, WE... WE GOT TO TAKE THE REDEYE BACK.
I HATE THE REDEYE.
LISTEN, YOU KNOW, JAY,
WELL, I'LL HAVE
MORTY CALL YOU,
WE'LL BOOK YOU ON THE SHOW
WHEN YOU'RE NO FILLING IN FOR JOHNNY.
YEAH, WHATEVER. GOOD.
YOU KNOW ME, I'M READY,
AS LONG AS IT'S OK WITH HELEN.
AH, RIGHT, OF COURSE.
WELL, YOU KNOW, WE'LL HAVE
MORTY CALL HELEN, AND DO IT THAT WAY.
ALL RIGHT.
I'LL TALK TO YOU LATER, DAVE.
ALL RIGHT.
OH, LISTEN, JAY,
CALL MORTY, ALL RIGHT?
YEAH, TELL HIM
TO CALL HELEN. ALL RIGHT.
ALL RIGHT.
GOOD TO SEE YOU.
I GOT TO TELL YOU,
I GOT A HELL OF:
I DON'T KNOW.
I MEAN, JAY WANTS TO STAY
AND TAKE OVER WHEN
CARSON STEPS DOWN,
BUT, BRANDON,
I NEED A COMMITMENT.
HELEN, YOU'RE AS SUBTLE
AS A KNEE TO THE GROIN.
I DIDN'T HEAR THE WORDS
TONIGHT SHOW IN THERE ANYWHERE.
WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?
YOU WANT US TO:
BOUNCE JOHNNY NOW?
YOU WANT TO DEPRIVE HIM
OF REACHING:
HIS 30TH ANNIVERSARY?
JUST LOOKING TO:
PROTECT MY GUY.
LOOK AT HER WORKING BRANDON.
IS SHE SHAMELESS OR WHAT?
DAVID, I DON'T SEE ANY REASON
WHY YOU SHOULDN'T SAY
HELLO TO BRANDON.
OH, FOR GOD'S SAKE.
NOW'S YOUR CHANCE
TO LET SOMEBODY KNOW YOU WANT THE TONIGHT SHOW.
LET'S WAVE HIM OVER.
WAVE HIM. JESUS.
YOU DON'T WAVE
HEADS OF NETWORKS.
AND HOOKERS AND, UH...
BRANDON.
GOOD LORD,
HOW CAN A TELEVISION SHOW
BE WORTH:
THIS MUCH EMBARRASSMENT?
HEY, DAVID.
HEY, BRANDON,
HOW YOU DOING?
DAVID, I THINK I HEARD THEM
CALL YOUR CATEGORY,
BUT DON'T WORRY,
LITTLEFIELD RAN IN TO ACCEPT FOR YOU.
OH, THANK YOU.
TOO BAD HE COULDN'T COME,
THEN I COULD'VE BEEN
PHOTOGRAPHED WITH ALL OUR LATE NIGHT STARS
BEFORE THEY ALL STAR FILING FOR FREE AGENCY.
( all chuckling )
DAVID, I, UH...
I KNOW YOU WAN THE JOB AS MUCH AS JAY.
LISTEN, BRANDON, I'M NO CAMPAIGNING FOR ANYTHING.
I'M NOT... I'M NOT SAYING
YOU ARE.
THAT WE HAVEN' FORGOTTEN YOU.
WELL, THAT'S, UH...
THAT'S GOOD TO HEAR. THANKS.
SURE.
NEW YORK IN JULY,
AND I STOPPED BY
TO SEE YOU,
BUT LAURIE SAID:
YOU WERE IN REHEARSAL...
YEAH, NO, ACTUALLY, I WAS
LOCKED IN MY OFFICE, SOBBING.
I'M SORRY ABOUT THAT.
I'LL TRY NOT TO BE
AN ANTISOCIAL JERK NEXT TIME.
AND, BRANDON, LISTEN,
I... I REALLY DO APPRECIATE IT.
SURE, DAVE, GOOD LUCK.
SEE YOU.
OH, I FEEL LIKE A DADDY
WHO'S JUST GOTTEN ALL HIS CHILDREN TO BED.
( Helen )
BRANDON, YOU SH*T.
( phone ringing )
WE HAVE TO TALK.
HELEN, I'M RUNNING THROUGH
A CONTRACT NEGOTIATION
WITH THE GUYS FROM CHEERS...
LISTEN, LISTEN, I'VE HAD I WITH THIS RUNAROUND.
YOU DON'T GET BY WITH
VERBAL ASSURANCES ANYMORE.
SEE, I HAD A VERBAL COMMITMEN FROM BRANDON A YEAR AGO,
NOW HE'S GONE TO PARAMOUNT.
JOHN, NO OFFENSE.
THE SAME MANIPULATIVE SHI WITH ME YOU TRY ON
AND I'LL F*** YOU BACK GOOD.
SEE, I DON'T HAVE
A CONTRACT WITH YOU.
WITHIN A MONTH.
THAT WOULD LEAVE YOU
WITH CARSON:
AND HIS RETIREMEN HOME AUDIENCE.
SO LET'S CUT THE SH*T,
SHALL WE?
THIS HAS JUST BEEN
A BUSY PERIOD.
COME ON,
THESE THINGS TAKE TIME.
YOU'RE NOT LISTENING,
A**HOLE.
I DON'T WANT TO
HEAR ABOUT TIME, I WANT A PIECE OF PAPER.
I DON'T KNOW WHEN CARSON
IS GONNA GE THE F***ING MESSAGE AND QUIT.
I WANT JAY SIGNED.
HELEN, I HEAR YOU.
BELIEVE ME.
GIVE ME ONE WEEK?
A WEEK'S 7 DAYS, JOHN.
TRUST ME, I CAN COUNT.
RIGHT.
( car horns honking )
( people chattering )
( man )
TAXI!
JESUS CHRIST.
OH, MAN!
HEY, MORTY.
HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?
JESUS CHRIST.
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
THERE'S NO SOURCE FOR IT.
MY GOD.
WH-WH-WHAT'S THIS
MEAN NOW, MORTY?
IT MEANS NOTHING.
IT MEANS HELEN:
GOT ON THE PHONE.
YEAH, BUT WOULD N.B.C.
TREAT JOHNNY THIS WAY?
THIS IS RIDICULOUS.
I CAN'T BELIEVE
THIS WOULD'VE HAPPENED
IF BRANDON HADN' GONE TO PARAMOUNT.
I MEAN, HE HAD SOME CONTROL.
HELEN WOULDN'T PULL THIS SHI WHEN BRANDON WAS THERE.
MAYBE... MAYBE... MAYBE
THIS IS ALL N.B.C., THEIR WAY OF DEALING JAY IN.
NO, DON'T ASSUME
THESE A**HOLES HAVE A PLAN.
FOR GOD'S SAKE.
WHAT'S THAT MEAN?
IT'S NOT N.B.C.'S STYLE.
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