Once again, she was there first. Goldman walked in, eating a doughnut, bits of powdered sugar clinging to his upper lip. He looked almost resigned when he saw her. “Okay, what’s your bright idea this morning?” “I think I—” She stopped. “Where’s Sammy?” she asked. “Too old,” Goldman said shortly. He avoided her gaze. “Spit it out, will you? I’ve got a busy day.” She put a stack of papers on the desk, taking a deep breath. Time to sell. “This can be saved as absurd comedy,” she began. “I’ve written a prologue and an epilogue which could be filmed with very little additional cost.” “How the hell do you do that?” Trying not to speak too fast, Julie laid out her idea. She would open with a scene of a pompous writer announcing to his fiancée that he cannot marry her—he can reach higher as soon as he sells the weighty drama he is about to present to a top publisher. She cries; he pretends to care. In truth, he has his eye on the publisher’s daughter.
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