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Hi, welcome to soho grand. I'm here to see john favreau. One moment please. Whom may I say is calling? Jerry from newark, he's expecting me. I'm sorry, sir, mr. Favreau requested not to be disturbed. Tell him his 2pm is waiting. He has his telephone programmed so as to not be disturbed. It's 2:00 in the fucking afternoon. Would you care to leave a message? Would you you see if amy safir is in?

Hey. What you doing here? I was supposed to be meeting jon to discuss my script but now he's got the "do not disturb" on. Yeah, shooting ran late, we didn't wrap till 5:30. C'mon in. I brought him jersey's best sangweech, fucking best in the world. That was very nice. You want it? Oh, no thanks, I brushed my teeth. Here, have a seat. You want some coffee? No, I can't stay, I got business to take care of. If they ever knew I was into this. What i'm saying is... This kind of thing is unacceptable where I come from. Do you know if he read my script yet? I have your script. What? Jon asked me to give it an official read. Don't take it personally, it's his process. Billy bob wrote something he wanted to do with jon and jon had me read it first. (Phone) hello. Hey, honey, your cousin's here. Yeah, that's right, the screenwriter. Okay, I will. Gregory says "go fuck yourself". Union square cafe? Okay. Alright, i'll see you there, bye. What did you think about it? About what? My script. I love movies, I started with the dialogue, but then you gotta find the conflict and tell the story in picture arcs. I think it's-- it's got some real heart. Some good raw emotion in it. You should probably try and finish it. Yeah, I hit a fucking wall. Third act shit. Vicki king, in "21 days to how to write a movie in", she says that's not uncommon. These aren't third act problems, they're in the second act. Get the fuck out of here. See, you ended right here in the middle of page 83. Yeah, this sentence could've gone either way. See... When frankie says, "i don't know whether to shit or go blind", he's at a crossroads, he doesn't know. That's an expression, right? Like a joke, "shit or go blind". Well, no, 'cause later on his father gets that cancer of the eye. What do they call that, glaucoma? Whatever the fuck, runs in the family. They have to get him a guide dog. Oh. But the third act starts at page 90. I'm not in the third fucking act yet. You're inciting incident doesn't happen till page 12, it should be on page three. I knew that arc shit fucked me up. I tried making it all these three dimensions like she said. Here, sit, I'll show you. Okay. See, I was thinking... If you take the scene where rocco is fucking the two asian strippers. That's a plot point. I know, I know. But my question is what's at stake? The jeopardy's unclear. What jeopardy? There's a seven part hierarchy of human needs that explains and clarifies what drives us. Starting with the basic needs like food and water. So you like my script? It's very good, christopher. You want me to tell you what all seven are? Seven what? The human needs. Yeah. Survival. Yeah. Safety and security. Yeah. The need to understand.

Hi grandma. Grandma? Who is it? You woke me. It's me, anthony jr. I didn't know I had a grandson. I miss you. Yeah, you should. You never come see me. I've been busy. Everybody's busy. And don't lie to me. I know your father forbids your coming down here. He doesn't, honest. He just doesn't want us to talk about you in the house. You can go shit in his hat. He's mad at me right now. I shouldn't use that kind of talk. Don't let me ever catch you talking that way. Now what did you do bad? My dad doesn't like my attitude. So uncle pussy said that I should come talk to you because you're old and have wisdom and stuff. His mother's another one. Well, what'd you do? I took mom's car out of the garage and it got wrecked. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Was it bad? Uncle pussy already fixed it. Did you wear your safety belt? Yeah. Because there was an article in the paper the other day about a bunch of teen-agers from out near the delaware water gap. They overcrowded their car, it hit a tree, and it incinerated. And they got trapped. People could hear 'em screaming, they couldn't get out. The safety belts did it, buckled them in. See, that's what I mean. What's the purpose? Of what? Being... Here on our planet. Earth. Those kids are dead meat. What's the use? What's the purpose? Why does everything have to have a purpose? The world is a jungle. If you want my advice, anthony, don't expect happiness, you won't get it, people let you down. And I'm not naming any names, but in the end, you die in your own arms. You mean alone? It's all a big nothing. What what makes you think you're so special?

Guess I won't order us any espresso. I took an acting class once. Oh, yeah? How'd that go for you? But I didn't need it. Oh, yeah. I figured out as far as movies go, I want to be a player, not an actor. Smart man, like bugsy. That was another thing that kind of blew about "swingers". The acting? You know what's good fucking acting? Hanks, "private ryan". "Earn it." It's kind of unfair to compare the two. One's about young soldiers dying on the beach at normandy, the other one's about young guy's lookin' for blow jobs in vegas. Well, you made the movie. So... Listen... You mind if I ask you something? You strapped right now? Strapped, huh? Yeah. Fuck. Jesus fucking christ! Watch out, man. Holy fuck. Can I ask you something else? That's what I'm here for, jon. It will not leave this room, I swear to you. Have you ever--? Have I ever what? C'mon, you know. No, what? I'm not gonna answer unless you ask. That's cool, man, I'm sorry. No, c'mon, you can ask me. No, it's cool. Oh, c'mon. C'mon, rocky, c'mon, rocky! C'mon, ask me. Did I what, did I what? Have I ever what? It's cool, just take it back. What, this? I think the safety's on. Here we go, you're money. Did I ever what, did I ever what?! What? That's not cool, man. I got dialogue tomorrow. If my voice gets scratchy it's not cool. What'd you think of my script? Well... You know, like, frankie? I know frankie, he's my fucking leading man. He's... He's kind of like a contradictory character. In a good way, you know, like complex. You think he should wear those taps on his shoes? That's the question I was gonna ask you. They sound cool, they're his trademark. But in the hit against rocco, somebody's gonna hear him walking on the roof. That's a problem. What I was thinking was, in this script, in all scripts, really, it begs to show more of the author in it. Your life, your vision. The roof is soft tar! That'll work. The roof is soft tar! Okay. And the father could, you know, go blind sooner and then... Then he could smell the tar on frankie's shoes, then he knows that his son's the killer. Holy fuck, that's fucking great! That frankie's gotta put one in his old man's head! Blam, then another one, blam! Fucking brilliant.

I spent all day with my best friend anna picking out her bridesmaid's dresses. I still haven't found anything for anthony's confirmation. With all the flowers coming into bloom, I would love to be a june bride. Here's your june groom. C'mon. Sorry I'm late. Babe, I ordered you some pasta fajioli to start. And we're gonna get a plate of antipast to share. They got some rare imported salami. You feel okay, christopher? I'm fine. We were just dcussing anna's wedding. What about you guys? What about who guys? You should make it a double wedding. First someone has to propose. Has anna chosen her caterer yet? She booked villa de roma. 'Cause if you ask me, caravaggio's is slipping. I heard they fired their produce guy. Enough! I'm so sick and tired of hearing you people talk about food, food, food! That's all anybody ever talks about is proscuitto, cheese, and fucking fava beans. I'm drowning here. Take it easy! We're not even engaged yet! When you're married you'll understand the importance of fresh produce. Fuck the importance! Oh! He didn't mean that. Fuck him. I tried so hard to be supportive with his art and getting his screenplay made. His screenplay?

Any updates on wyczchuk? I'm working on it, I got my ear to the dirt. We're wiring you for the confirmation. You fucking prick. You think I'm wearing a wire in god's house? Actually, yes. We don't care so much about the service as the party right after at tony's house. You miserable motherfuck, I'm the kid's sponsor! Who the fuck is sponsoring you, motherfucker?

Excuse me sir, I don't want to have to tell you again this is a smoke-free environment. Yo, amy. Hey, you. What a nice surprise. I was in the neighborhood. Where were you? I was at the big chloe party. I sat across from alphonse d'amato. God, these things are killing me. I was thinking we could stop down at umberto's. Excellent, i'll just change real quick. I like those. Manolo blahnik. Let me see. What, these? Come here. You want to see these? Yeah. You want to see my shoes? You can look, but you can't touch. I can't touch? So, what'd your father do? Was he a movie producer? He's a neurosurgeon at cedars sinai. What is this, question and answer hour? I want to know about you. I'm not usually an open person. How come your old man didn't pressure you to become a doctor like him? I was premed at yale my freshman year. Fuckin' yale, I swear to god, you jews have your own cosa nostra hidden in that ivy fucking league. That's very funny. Very imagistic. Thank you. So... That blond guy in the club the other night, what'd you say to him? That's for me to know. You make him an offer he couldn't refuse? What'd you say? Nothing. C'mon! I told him "be a good boy and I'll let this girl blow you afterwards." You ever been with a member of the tribe before? Yeah. Really? What do you think, I discriminate? I'm P.C. No, you haven't. So why you gotta ask if you think you know it all? When? I don't fucking tell. When? Two nights ago. You have shag another skinny guinea? Oh, fuck, fuck me! My cousin. How are we gonna tell him? Amy, don't do this now. We'll figure something out, c'mon. I'm not a terrible person. Amy, get back here. Shit. Amy... Amy, listen. "Long shot, a nightclub. "Not just any nightclub. Cut to closeup on letter "c", then an "o", then a "p"." You're not supposed to be reading that. It's a limited distribution, numbered draft. "Pull back to reveal this is the copacabana. "Inside it's all fun and games as mobsters wine and dine their beautiful goomahs." Jesus, you can see it. You can see the movie from the words. This is the way you write a fucking script. Fucking shit! (Knocking) hey! Hey, come out of there! He used it. What, just 'cause he gave me that tar smell idea? I could've come up with that. What? The friend of mine, stone wiseguy, jon used his whole fucking story. The she-male and acid, it's all here. This is joey cippolina's fucking story! There's no character named cippolini. Forget it, he can't put that in there! It's not the same at all. What the fuck you talking about? You said your wiseguy friend was at a swing set. This guy gets his dick sucked at the statue of liberty. Don't you understand where I come from? I explained it how many times? Where are you going? We can't take it out now. We faxed it to oliver, who's agreed to be attached. It's his favorite thing. Don't, don't, don't, he's sleeping. How mad could your friend get? 12-04 checked out. Where is he?! This is so absurd of you to get so bent out of shape.

Can I see your production pass? I've been on the set before. I still need to see your pass. I know jon. Look sir, this is a closed set. No visitors, no press, no friends of jon. Hey! Hey buchiachia! Hi. Where's jon? He left this morning for L.A. That fucking cocksucking mezzofinook! What does that mean? You got more stuff like that I could use?

The confirmation starts in an hour. Would you let me in, already? I need to put my face on. You've been in there all week. I'm shaving! I don't want you coming in here while I'm in here! The only goddamn mirror with any good light is in there! Here's your fucking mirror. Jesus! Don't open that fucking door! Shit. Fuck! You fucking bitch! I'll kill you, I'll kill you! Dad! Jesus christ, what the fuck's with you?! What are you, bleeding?

Mr. Decamillo will be with you shortly. May I get you a water? No, thank you. Wow, robert rodriguez has signed on to do a remake of "viva, zapata" with harvey and bob. What is this shit? You don't return my fucking messages? Christopher, this is so not cool. You listen to me, you stupid bitch! You cannot use that story. Okay, alright. This is neither the time nor the place. You want to see me clipped? Have you touched base with jon? What the fuck? I call, I spoke to his jerk-off assistants, she said I should take it up with you. I'm sorry I don't even know who that would be, that assistant. Sir, are you here to see david decamillo? Get the fuck out of here! Look, I'm flying into l.A. This afternoon, we'll touch base. You were just gonna leave? What are you talking about? My script. Christopher, based on "mickey blue eyes" first weekend foreign, there's a wait and see attitude toward mafi-related projects. So we're gonna have to pass. Did jon say that? Are those his words? I speak for jon, and if you'd let me finish, we want to assure you that we'll certainly take a look at anything else you write. You're good. Christopher-- fuckin' walnuts don't lie as good as you. Amy. David's ready to see you. Right this way. Chris, it was wrong with us and... And greg and all that. I really liked you. It's getting kind of william inge here, isn't it? I gotta go. Fucking d-girl! Excuse me? Excuse me, I'm a vice president! You fucking asshole!

Tony! Hey! There they are. Ton', congratulations. Thanks, thanks. Kid did real good up at that alter, didn't he? Sabenedic'. (Doorbell) were you proud of him? Oh yeah. Where's carm? In the kitchen. Ang. Some place you got here, ton'. Hey richie, have a drink. Fucking resorts international. Hey, little brother. The bars down the hall, richie. Over there. Oh, and we count the silverware. Hi, I'm janice soprano. Janice now? I don't know. I heard won't be bothered anymore from our neighbor wyczchuk. No neighbor of mine. What'd you hear on that? Tony, we're out of ice in here. Alright. (Someone coughing) (kids chattering) oh shit. You two, get out of here. Tony, we also need more cokes-- what is that smell? What kind of animal smokes marijuana at his own confirmation? I don't know. Enough with the "i don't knows". What are you yelling at me for? Even grandma says the world has no purpose. Get inside right now and join your guests. Be a good catholic for 15 fucking minutes! Is that so much to ask? What happened, what's the matter? You don't want to know. Fucking kid's down in the garage getting high. Alright, let me talk to him. Anthony? Would you go away? No, I'm your sponsor. We need to talk, you need to listen. You know, you see your parents as these great big dictators, these disciplinarians. But I know your dad from the time he was younger than you. What difference does it make? Listen to me, alright? You listening? Yeah. I know him. I was 16 years old, and my kid sister nucci, she had the spinal meningitis, and she got a to a point where she couldn't breathe. She was real sick? Yeah. And she was in the hospital. And your father, he was the only one, he came with me every day. He sat by her bed, he looked at her drawings. He watched her for me when I had to use the john or get something to eat. I was down there waiting on waiting for a hamburger when she passed away. She died? Yeah. You know what pisses me off about my dad? He did all these great things, then, before he was my dad. Now he's just an asshole. Hey, hey, hey, listen to me. Your father would catch a bullet for you. Don't you ever forget that. He's a stand-up guy. I don't know. Not to me he's not. Well, I do know. And I know what kind of man he is. Don't ever forget it. Uncle pussy, what's the matter? Nothing. Now go down and enjoy your party. Make your parents happy. You got your health, your family. Enjoy it while you can, while you got it all in your hand. Come here. Give uncle pussy a hug. And get out of here. Hey. Hey, it's down there.

Where the fuck you been? This is for A.J. I got one son and you miss his confirmation ceremony? I figured with all my sins I don't want the church caving in on everyone. Hey! On the fucking rag again. No, I'm on the rag. She's just wondering who the fuck you are. No lectures, alright? I'm not in the mood. I agree. I'm gonna go back in there and be with my guests. Exactly ten minutes, I'm gonna look up, if you're not here i'm gonna assume that you went to look for whatever the fuck it is that's calling you out there. And then I will never see you again. If you are still here, then i'm gonna assume that you have no other desire in the world than to be with me. And your actions will show me that every second of every fucking day. You understand me? Don't answer me. Take the ten minutes, you think about it. Hey you, come here. C'mon, let's take the picture. C'mon, let's get the picture. A.J., C'mon. Wait, where's pussy? Where's the godfather? (Sobbing) (sobbing) (italian opera music playing)

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Hi, welcome to soho grand. I'm here to see john favreau. One moment please. Whom may I say is calling? Jerry from newark, he's expecting me. I'm sorry, sir, mr. Favreau requested not to be disturbed. Tell him his 2pm is waiting. He has his telephone programmed so as to not be disturbed. It's 2:00 in the fucking afternoon. Would you care to leave a message? Would you you see if amy safir is in?
Hey. What you doing here? I was supposed to be meeting jon to discuss my script but now he's got the "do not disturb" on. Yeah, shooting ran late, we didn't wrap till 5:30. C'mon in. I brought him jersey's best sangweech, fucking best in the world. That was very nice. You want it? Oh, no thanks, I brushed my teeth. Here, have a seat. You want some coffee? No, I can't stay, I got business to take care of. If they ever knew I was into this. What i'm saying is... This kind of thing is unacceptable where I come from. Do you know if he read my script yet? I have your script. What? Jon asked me to give it an official read. Don't take it personally, it's his process. Billy bob wrote something he wanted to do with jon and jon had me read it first. (Phone) hello. Hey, honey, your cousin's here. Yeah, that's right, the screenwriter. Okay, I will. Gregory says "go fuck yourself". Union square cafe? Okay. Alright, i'll see you there, bye. What did you think about it? About what? My script. I love movies, I started with the dialogue, but then you gotta find the conflict and tell the story in picture arcs. I think it's-- it's got some real heart. Some good raw emotion in it. You should probably try and finish it. Yeah, I hit a fucking wall. Third act shit. Vicki king, in "21 days to how to write a movie in", she says that's not uncommon. These aren't third act problems, they're in the second act. Get the fuck out of here. See, you ended right here in the middle of page 83. Yeah, this sentence could've gone either way. See... When frankie says, "i don't know whether to shit or go blind", he's at a crossroads, he doesn't know. That's an expression, right? Like a joke, "shit or go blind". Well, no, 'cause later on his father gets that cancer of the eye. What do they call that, glaucoma? Whatever the fuck, runs in the family. They have to get him a guide dog. Oh. But the third act starts at page 90. I'm not in the third fucking act yet. You're inciting incident doesn't happen till page 12, it should be on page three. I knew that arc shit fucked me up. I tried making it all these three dimensions like she said. Here, sit, I'll show you. Okay. See, I was thinking... If you take the scene where rocco is fucking the two asian strippers. That's a plot point. I know, I know. But my question is what's at stake? The jeopardy's unclear. What jeopardy? There's a seven part hierarchy of human needs that explains and clarifies what drives us. Starting with the basic needs like food and water. So you like my script? It's very good, christopher. You want me to tell you what all seven are? Seven what? The human needs. Yeah. Survival. Yeah. Safety and security. Yeah. The need to understand.
Hi grandma. Grandma? Who is it? You woke me. It's me, anthony jr. I didn't know I had a grandson. I miss you. Yeah, you should. You never come see me. I've been busy. Everybody's busy. And don't lie to me. I know your father forbids your coming down here. He doesn't, honest. He just doesn't want us to talk about you in the house. You can go shit in his hat. He's mad at me right now. I shouldn't use that kind of talk. Don't let me ever catch you talking that way. Now what did you do bad? My dad doesn't like my attitude. So uncle pussy said that I should come talk to you because you're old and have wisdom and stuff. His mother's another one. Well, what'd you do? I took mom's car out of the garage and it got wrecked. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Was it bad? Uncle pussy already fixed it. Did you wear your safety belt? Yeah. Because there was an article in the paper the other day about a bunch of teen-agers from out near the delaware water gap. They overcrowded their car, it hit a tree, and it incinerated. And they got trapped. People could hear 'em screaming, they couldn't get out. The safety belts did it, buckled them in. See, that's what I mean. What's the purpose? Of what? Being... Here on our planet. Earth. Those kids are dead meat. What's the use? What's the purpose? Why does everything have to have a purpose? The world is a jungle. If you want my advice, anthony, don't expect happiness, you won't get it, people let you down. And I'm not naming any names, but in the end, you die in your own arms. You mean alone? It's all a big nothing. What what makes you think you're so special?
Guess I won't order us any espresso. I took an acting class once. Oh, yeah? How'd that go for you? But I didn't need it. Oh, yeah. I figured out as far as movies go, I want to be a player, not an actor. Smart man, like bugsy. That was another thing that kind of blew about "swingers". The acting? You know what's good fucking acting? Hanks, "private ryan". "Earn it." It's kind of unfair to compare the two. One's about young soldiers dying on the beach at normandy, the other one's about young guy's lookin' for blow jobs in vegas. Well, you made the movie. So... Listen... You mind if I ask you something? You strapped right now? Strapped, huh? Yeah. Fuck. Jesus fucking christ! Watch out, man. Holy fuck. Can I ask you something else? That's what I'm here for, jon. It will not leave this room, I swear to you. Have you ever--? Have I ever what? C'mon, you know. No, what? I'm not gonna answer unless you ask. That's cool, man, I'm sorry. No, c'mon, you can ask me. No, it's cool. Oh, c'mon. C'mon, rocky, c'mon, rocky! C'mon, ask me. Did I what, did I what? Have I ever what? It's cool, just take it back. What, this? I think the safety's on. Here we go, you're money. Did I ever what, did I ever what?! What? That's not cool, man. I got dialogue tomorrow. If my voice gets scratchy it's not cool. What'd you think of my script? Well... You know, like, frankie? I know frankie, he's my fucking leading man. He's... He's kind of like a contradictory character. In a good way, you know, like complex. You think he should wear those taps on his shoes? That's the question I was gonna ask you. They sound cool, they're his trademark. But in the hit against rocco, somebody's gonna hear him walking on the roof. That's a problem. What I was thinking was, in this script, in all scripts, really, it begs to show more of the author in it. Your life, your vision. The roof is soft tar! That'll work. The roof is soft tar! Okay. And the father could, you know, go blind sooner and then... Then he could smell the tar on frankie's shoes, then he knows that his son's the killer. Holy fuck, that's fucking great! That frankie's gotta put one in his old man's head! Blam, then another one, blam! Fucking brilliant.
I spent all day with my best friend anna picking out her bridesmaid's dresses. I still haven't found anything for anthony's confirmation. With all the flowers coming into bloom, I would love to be a june bride. Here's your june groom. C'mon. Sorry I'm late. Babe, I ordered you some pasta fajioli to start. And we're gonna get a plate of antipast to share. They got some rare imported salami. You feel okay, christopher? I'm fine. We were just dcussing anna's wedding. What about you guys? What about who guys? You should make it a double wedding. First someone has to propose. Has anna chosen her caterer yet? She booked villa de roma. 'Cause if you ask me, caravaggio's is slipping. I heard they fired their produce guy. Enough! I'm so sick and tired of hearing you people talk about food, food, food! That's all anybody ever talks about is proscuitto, cheese, and fucking fava beans. I'm drowning here. Take it easy! We're not even engaged yet! When you're married you'll understand the importance of fresh produce. Fuck the importance! Oh! He didn't mean that. Fuck him. I tried so hard to be supportive with his art and getting his screenplay made. His screenplay?
Any updates on wyczchuk? I'm working on it, I got my ear to the dirt. We're wiring you for the confirmation. You fucking prick. You think I'm wearing a wire in god's house? Actually, yes. We don't care so much about the service as the party right after at tony's house. You miserable motherfuck, I'm the kid's sponsor! Who the fuck is sponsoring you, motherfucker?
Excuse me sir, I don't want to have to tell you again this is a smoke-free environment. Yo, amy. Hey, you. What a nice surprise. I was in the neighborhood. Where were you? I was at the big chloe party. I sat across from alphonse d'amato. God, these things are killing me. I was thinking we could stop down at umberto's. Excellent, i'll just change real quick. I like those. Manolo blahnik. Let me see. What, these? Come here. You want to see these? Yeah. You want to see my shoes? You can look, but you can't touch. I can't touch? So, what'd your father do? Was he a movie producer? He's a neurosurgeon at cedars sinai. What is this, question and answer hour? I want to know about you. I'm not usually an open person. How come your old man didn't pressure you to become a doctor like him? I was premed at yale my freshman year. Fuckin' yale, I swear to god, you jews have your own cosa nostra hidden in that ivy fucking league. That's very funny. Very imagistic. Thank you. So... That blond guy in the club the other night, what'd you say to him? That's for me to know. You make him an offer he couldn't refuse? What'd you say? Nothing. C'mon! I told him "be a good boy and I'll let this girl blow you afterwards." You ever been with a member of the tribe before? Yeah. Really? What do you think, I discriminate? I'm P.C. No, you haven't. So why you gotta ask if you think you know it all? When? I don't fucking tell. When? Two nights ago. You have shag another skinny guinea? Oh, fuck, fuck me! My cousin. How are we gonna tell him? Amy, don't do this now. We'll figure something out, c'mon. I'm not a terrible person. Amy, get back here. Shit. Amy... Amy, listen. "Long shot, a nightclub. "Not just any nightclub. Cut to closeup on letter "c", then an "o", then a "p"." You're not supposed to be reading that. It's a limited distribution, numbered draft. "Pull back to reveal this is the copacabana. "Inside it's all fun and games as mobsters wine and dine their beautiful goomahs." Jesus, you can see it. You can see the movie from the words. This is the way you write a fucking script. Fucking shit! (Knocking) hey! Hey, come out of there! He used it. What, just 'cause he gave me that tar smell idea? I could've come up with that. What? The friend of mine, stone wiseguy, jon used his whole fucking story. The she-male and acid, it's all here. This is joey cippolina's fucking story! There's no character named cippolini. Forget it, he can't put that in there! It's not the same at all. What the fuck you talking about? You said your wiseguy friend was at a swing set. This guy gets his dick sucked at the statue of liberty. Don't you understand where I come from? I explained it how many times? Where are you going? We can't take it out now. We faxed it to oliver, who's agreed to be attached. It's his favorite thing. Don't, don't, don't, he's sleeping. How mad could your friend get? 12-04 checked out. Where is he?! This is so absurd of you to get so bent out of shape.
Can I see your production pass? I've been on the set before. I still need to see your pass. I know jon. Look sir, this is a closed set. No visitors, no press, no friends of jon. Hey! Hey buchiachia! Hi. Where's jon? He left this morning for L.A. That fucking cocksucking mezzofinook! What does that mean? You got more stuff like that I could use?
The confirmation starts in an hour. Would you let me in, already? I need to put my face on. You've been in there all week. I'm shaving! I don't want you coming in here while I'm in here! The only goddamn mirror with any good light is in there! Here's your fucking mirror. Jesus! Don't open that fucking door! Shit. Fuck! You fucking bitch! I'll kill you, I'll kill you! Dad! Jesus christ, what the fuck's with you?! What are you, bleeding?
Mr. Decamillo will be with you shortly. May I get you a water? No, thank you. Wow, robert rodriguez has signed on to do a remake of "viva, zapata" with harvey and bob. What is this shit? You don't return my fucking messages? Christopher, this is so not cool. You listen to me, you stupid bitch! You cannot use that story. Okay, alright. This is neither the time nor the place. You want to see me clipped? Have you touched base with jon? What the fuck? I call, I spoke to his jerk-off assistants, she said I should take it up with you. I'm sorry I don't even know who that would be, that assistant. Sir, are you here to see david decamillo? Get the fuck out of here! Look, I'm flying into l.A. This afternoon, we'll touch base. You were just gonna leave? What are you talking about? My script. Christopher, based on "mickey blue eyes" first weekend foreign, there's a wait and see attitude toward mafi-related projects. So we're gonna have to pass. Did jon say that? Are those his words? I speak for jon, and if you'd let me finish, we want to assure you that we'll certainly take a look at anything else you write. You're good. Christopher-- fuckin' walnuts don't lie as good as you. Amy. David's ready to see you. Right this way. Chris, it was wrong with us and... And greg and all that. I really liked you. It's getting kind of william inge here, isn't it? I gotta go. Fucking d-girl! Excuse me? Excuse me, I'm a vice president! You fucking asshole!
Tony! Hey! There they are. Ton', congratulations. Thanks, thanks. Kid did real good up at that alter, didn't he? Sabenedic'. (Doorbell) were you proud of him? Oh yeah. Where's carm? In the kitchen. Ang. Some place you got here, ton'. Hey richie, have a drink. Fucking resorts international. Hey, little brother. The bars down the hall, richie. Over there. Oh, and we count the silverware. Hi, I'm janice soprano. Janice now? I don't know. I heard won't be bothered anymore from our neighbor wyczchuk. No neighbor of mine. What'd you hear on that? Tony, we're out of ice in here. Alright. (Someone coughing) (kids chattering) oh shit. You two, get out of here. Tony, we also need more cokes-- what is that smell? What kind of animal smokes marijuana at his own confirmation? I don't know. Enough with the "i don't knows". What are you yelling at me for? Even grandma says the world has no purpose. Get inside right now and join your guests. Be a good catholic for 15 fucking minutes! Is that so much to ask? What happened, what's the matter? You don't want to know. Fucking kid's down in the garage getting high. Alright, let me talk to him. Anthony? Would you go away? No, I'm your sponsor. We need to talk, you need to listen. You know, you see your parents as these great big dictators, these disciplinarians. But I know your dad from the time he was younger than you. What difference does it make? Listen to me, alright? You listening? Yeah. I know him. I was 16 years old, and my kid sister nucci, she had the spinal meningitis, and she got a to a point where she couldn't breathe. She was real sick? Yeah. And she was in the hospital. And your father, he was the only one, he came with me every day. He sat by her bed, he looked at her drawings. He watched her for me when I had to use the john or get something to eat. I was down there waiting on waiting for a hamburger when she passed away. She died? Yeah. You know what pisses me off about my dad? He did all these great things, then, before he was my dad. Now he's just an asshole. Hey, hey, hey, listen to me. Your father would catch a bullet for you. Don't you ever forget that. He's a stand-up guy. I don't know. Not to me he's not. Well, I do know. And I know what kind of man he is. Don't ever forget it. Uncle pussy, what's the matter? Nothing. Now go down and enjoy your party. Make your parents happy. You got your health, your family. Enjoy it while you can, while you got it all in your hand. Come here. Give uncle pussy a hug. And get out of here. Hey. Hey, it's down there.
Where the fuck you been? This is for A.J. I got one son and you miss his confirmation ceremony? I figured with all my sins I don't want the church caving in on everyone. Hey! On the fucking rag again. No, I'm on the rag. She's just wondering who the fuck you are. No lectures, alright? I'm not in the mood. I agree. I'm gonna go back in there and be with my guests. Exactly ten minutes, I'm gonna look up, if you're not here i'm gonna assume that you went to look for whatever the fuck it is that's calling you out there. And then I will never see you again. If you are still here, then i'm gonna assume that you have no other desire in the world than to be with me. And your actions will show me that every second of every fucking day. You understand me? Don't answer me. Take the ten minutes, you think about it. Hey you, come here. C'mon, let's take the picture. C'mon, let's get the picture. A.J., C'mon. Wait, where's pussy? Where's the godfather? (Sobbing) (sobbing) (italian opera music playing)
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