FIONA
Thank you for the statement of the obvious.
MIKE
(reaches for the phone)
I'll call him!
TODD
(reaches over and grabs the
phone)
WAIT A FRIGGIN' MINUTE!!!
They freeze, staring at Todd.
TODD
(more calmly)
Now, wait a second. Let's discuss this. Rationally. Now, I
know that we're all very tired and frustrated...
Fiona, Mike and Chris are all looking
with mock-rapt attention.
TODD
...and you've each worked so hard, but I have to disagree
with your choice.
They all look on, expectantly and
politely.
TODD
Sam isn't...right for the part.
FIONA
(with extreme sincerity and
gentleness)
Darling, why so?
TODD
He doesn't have the right...oh, how do you say...?
MIKE
(French phrase)
Jene se cois?
CHRIS
Presence?
FIONA
Dick?
Mike and Chris look at her,
exasperated, then quickly turn back to
Todd with attentiveness.
TODD
No. I just don't think he has the class for this role.
MIKE
Class?
(to Chris)
Did Todd just say...class?
CHRIS
He did, he did!
TODD
What?
MIKE
Todd, Mr. "one-love", "we are the world", "all men are
created equal except for their penises", is talking about
someone having class?
(mock-dramatic)
Todd, the film industry has changed you, and not for the
better!
TODD
Shut up, dick weed. C'mon. You know what I mean.
FIONA
No, Todd. We need someone now. Someone who can act.
Someone who looks good with Matt. Sam can be all of those
things.
TODD
I don't think so.
FIONA
(righteously)
ANYTHING can be done, with the right director!!
TODD
(immediately apologetic)
You're right, you're right. Boy, you are sooo right!
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