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:11:04
Open, you son of a bitch!
Why is this door always sticking?

:11:10
Oh Jesus, I'm bursting.
:11:15
Oh God, I beseech You.
:11:20
One last favour.
:11:21
Open this door.
:11:27
Thank you.
:11:33
Why?
Why have you deserted me?

:11:37
Do you want to hear my confession, honey?
:11:39
What have I done wrong?
:11:42
My name is Dinuccio, I got an appointment.
:11:45
- Take a seat, please.
- I'll kneel.

:11:47
Show me a sign, Lord!
:11:57
Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
:11:59
King of kings.
:12:02
Or St Matthew?
:12:19
How old is this man?
:12:21
He says he's 62.
He'll really be 65 next autumn.

:12:26
- You want to publish on his birthday?
- Correct. Blue.

:12:35
Went in like it had eyes.
:12:38
His name was Ben Dinuccio.
It was the nicest thing about him.

:12:41
He said he did the PR for an important man
who wanted me to write his life story.

:12:47
Trouble was, he couldn't tell us who,
:12:50
though he stated categorically
that it wasn't Howard Hughes.

:12:53
Why me?
:12:54
He likes your style, feller.
Read all your books.

:12:58
Kill Me Gently. My Gun Is Long.
The Knee Trembler. All of 'em.


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