isn't gonna be a distributor, Who'd wanna distribute it. Mmm. You're not gonna find anybody Who wants to see the movie. Mm-hmm. And you're not gonna have any more oil money. Mmm. So...Welcome to Hollywood. Yeah, well... I'll be sure to Remember that, Mr. Mayer. Yeah. Good luck. All right. Man: He needs 26 to make it work? Mayer: He's out of his mind. Man: And you know me, I looked down at my pants. It was a strange situation. Boss. Scram, love boat, let's go. Another soda. You know what I mean. Milk, please. In the bottle. With the cap still on. Okay, Howard, what'd his highness say? Son of a bitch won't part with a single goddamn camera. Can you believe it? Howard... Why don't you try and make do with what you have, huh? What I have isn't enough, John, not for how I see it. Look. My name depends on this picture. If it doesn't work, I'm back to Houston With my tail between my legs, Making goddamn drill bits for the rest of my life. Couldn't you find a way to do with the cameras you have? I mean, jeez, you ought to hear about What's going on with DeMille over at paramount ahem. He's shooting his bible picture, right? He's gotta do a crucifixion, John. But he's doing it in Fresno. Johnny. Johnny! Suddenly, a bunch of tractors-- Johnny. Yeah? You're a press agent. Yeah. Are you not? Yeah. You're supposed to know all the ins and outs of Hollywood? Yeah, absolutely. Do you? Yeah, absolutely. Then you leave the big ideas... To me. Oh, yeah. Of course, boss. Cigar, cigarettes, sen-sen? %% shake that thing! %% Thelma, I thought you were Over at the brown derby with, uh...Trixie. N-no, Theresa. Margaret, yeah. Margaret. Exactly. What happened to Margaret? She lost her shoes-- Thank God that's settled. Oh, I'm sorry. Thelma, this is Howard Hughes. Howard and I were just discussing How he wants me to pull a camera out of my ass. Cigarette? Oh, no. Thanks, I don't smoke. Phew. Boy, you are just hitting on all six cylinders, aren't you? My God. Would you do me a favor and just...? Would you just smile for me one time? Just once? Whew! Yeah, yeah. You see, you got a short upper lip. Makes for a much nicer smile. [laughing] See, I wonder what gives A beautiful woman like you pleasure. I mean, say you're just standin' there, right? And I-- I just touch you, just-- just like this. With my fingertips. I mean, do you--? Do you like that? Do you? [softly] you see, I wanna learn what pleases you. I wanna learn everything about you. Would you let me do that? Would you give me that job? [sighs] Uh... I'm off in a half an hour. Well, I'm in room, uh-- Two-seventeen. Two-seventeen. See you there. [chuckles] %% shake that thing! %% [laughing] Johnny, get on the horn to Universal and Warners. I need two more cameras by Saturday. Rent them if you can. Steal them if you have to. Absotively, boss. Absotively. [telegraph beeping] Newscaster: Rumors coming from A lonely airstrip out at Van Nuys. Sources whisper that young Texas industrialist Howard Hughes just won't stop Pouring money into his war epic. And do we mean epic! One hundred and thirty-seven pilots, 87 airplanes, 35 cameramen, 2000 extras. How long will it be before this picture Ends up costing as much as the real war? Goddamn it. Why the hell do they look so slow? This isn't what it was like up there. They look like a bunch of goddamn models! [sighs] Son of a bitch. Howard? Without something standing still behind the planes... We've got no idea of how fast we're moving. We got no sense of relative motion. Call over to UCLA. Get me the best meteorologist they got. You get him here in an hour, all right? [%%] Hey. You want the good news or the bad news? Bad news, always. All ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Плывущие водоросли на английском - текст Лиля навсегда на английском - текст Вторжение на английском - текст Ведьма на английском - текст Идеальное убийство на английском |