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Plus that, you'd have to have
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King of the Rumba beat - every
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-- his habits making him appear unworthy.
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It is none of your business.
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DOROTHY
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Well you like cities.
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upstairs that you been pokin' your
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BLACK HOOKER
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Jimmy Katz never had a minute. Poor
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Casey is still lying on his exercise bench. Both his hands are
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Eric and Shelly, goofing for the camera.
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there.
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Never!
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HENRY
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to Benihana, then the prom, then to
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where her boy sits. Quoyle doesn't see her, he's thrashing and
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Dakotas -- backed up all the way to Utah.
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Pauline gives HONORA
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that his work has shaped real
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street. He stops for two seconds to look at the tender couple !
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Letty refuses to accept the duffel bag. Her mother sets it
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regular?
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Could I use... your office?
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You don't speak for her!
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JOHANA
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on. A couple of houses down that road a faint glow spills
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He is no longer the blind man who was walking euphorically along his
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OPERATOR
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others, are being studied, and saved one after another.
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CLOSE SHOT � GEORGE AND MARY AT FOUNTAIN
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CROWD *
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in the crowd, turns and runs.
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Put your fingers up my ass, are you
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am at death's door.
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EXT. LEICESTER SQUARE - NIGHT
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Finally, silence. Until...
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You're crazy --
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HOLBROOKE
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JONATHAN
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So I can find a woman and make Mohican
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Arthur's body stops at the waist. He's mounted on rails,
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The Club Zanzibar sits in the darkness on the left hand side of the
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SCOOTER LINDLEY
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And she was right to break up with you.
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guns it and slides through the doors.
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Huh?
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No -- did you?
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TINA
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turned up suddenly, like right now,
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FANTINE
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JEANNE (CONT'D)
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L
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Never been able to forget it. That's
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My name's Salvatore...And yours?
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INTERCUT...a tiny frozen pond. Long ago. A girl of 12, rawboned,
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Get off your butt, O'Donnell! Get
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walking into the bathroom for some pills, filling the glass
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It's just -- everything is great as
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Seeing the roll, she sighs as she takes it out of the
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said a word to anyone... except to
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JAVERT
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more deserted. The night is closing in on him. A cat darts
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a PARTY/CELEBRATORY MOOD, singing as they go. GREAT FUN.
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you?
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Why am I agreeing with him" And then
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Sunday.
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I said stand!
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No, you can't stand up. All
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