Richard is outside Lincoln Center in Manhattan. He is photographing street performers. A little later. Marilyn arrives to have lunch with Richard. |
Richard: |
[to Marilyn] Two weeks. I said I could do it in two weeks, and I did it. |
Marilyn: |
The pictures you've taken are fabulous, Richard. Mr. Carlson will love them. |
Richard: |
Monday morning. I'm going to show him the photos on Monday morning. I can't wait! |
Marilyn: |
I'm very proud of you. You really did a beautiful job. I know he will love the new photographs for your book. |
Richard: |
Yeah. I really did do a good job, didn't I? Hey, you know? There's still some film left on this roll, and there's one person I haven't photographed in a long time. |
Marilyn: |
Who? |
Richard: |
You. [He starts to photograph her.] |
Marilyn: |
Richard! I haven't brushed my hair. [She runs away from him.] |
Richard: |
You look great! [He runs after her and continues to take pictures of her.] |
Marilyn: |
It's not fair, Richard. I'm not even ready. |
Richard: |
Oh, that's wonderful! That's wonderful! |
In Mr. Carlson's office two weeks later. Carlson is looking at Richard's photographs of street performers. |
Carlson: |
Wonderful! |
Richard: |
Thanks. |
Carlson: |
Fabulous! |
Richard: |
Thanks. |
Carlson: |
Terrific! |
Richard: |
Thanks. |
Carlson: |
They get better and better. |
Richard: |
Thanks a lot. |
Carlson: |
This is sensational! |
Richard: |
Yeah. Thanks. |
Carlson: |
What a job! Good work, Richard! |
Richard: |
I'm so glad you like them so much. |
Carlson: |
Like them? They represent your best work. |
Richard: |
Really? |
Carlson: |
Absolutely. |
Richard: |
Well ... what do you think? Do I have my book? |
Carlson: |
You do. You do. There's a book here. I'll have a contract and an advance payment waiting for you first thing in the morning. |
Richard: |
Thank you. |
Carlson: |
And while you're here, I would like to introduce you to your editor. And I want you to meet the people in the art department. I'll set up an appointment with the marketing people. |
Richard: |
When do you think we'll be through? |
Carlson: |
In about half an hour. Why? |
Richard: |
I can't wait to tell Marilyn! |