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The Actress storms off. Jack looks to Sid.<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
We did a piece last year.<br />
'Ingenue Dykes In Hollywood.' Her<br />
name got mentioned.<br />
Is she?<br />
JACK<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
Beats me. Look, Jackie-Boy, a<br />
friend of mine just sold some<br />
reefer to Matt Reynolds. He's<br />
tripping the light fantastic with<br />
Tammy Jordan at 2245 Maravilla,<br />
Hollywood Hills. It's right<br />
around the corner.<br />
JACK<br />
You lost me, Sid. Who?<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
Contract players at Metro. You<br />
pinch 'em. I do you up feature in<br />
the next issue. Plus the usual<br />
fifty cash. Tell me, am I fucking<br />
Santa Claus?<br />
JACK<br />
I need an extra fifty. Two<br />
patrolmen at twenty apiece and a<br />
dime for the watch <strong>com</strong>mander at<br />
Hollywood Station.<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
Jack! It's Christmas!<br />
JACK<br />
No. It's felony possession of<br />
marijuana.<br />
EXT. 2245 MARAVIL<strong>LA</strong> - NIGHT<br />
WITH a VIEW of Grauman's Chinese. Jack and two uniformed<br />
patrolmen wait on the darkened street. An arc light has<br />
been set up. Hudgeons creeps back over from the house.<br />
HUDGEONS<br />
They're sitting in the dark,<br />
goofing on the Christmas tree.<br />
JACK<br />
Stand there with your camera.<br />
I'll stop here so you get<br />
Grauman's Chinese in the<br />
backgrouns.
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