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:04:01
Put on your sweater.
Bring some whiskey.

:04:03
I'll build a fire, and we'll start dinner.
:04:06
Don't forget the smokes.
:04:08
I'm not here to take orders. I want advice.
:04:10
You're a big-shot writer.
:04:14
You're not a general,
Hammett, and I ain't the troops.!

:04:32
If you really can't write,
maybe you should go find a job.

:04:37
Be a waitress.
:04:41
What about a fireman, eh?
You could be chief.

:04:44
It's not a bad idea, you know?
Little town somewhere...

:04:47
find yourself a little fire station, a hat.
:04:50
- I'll be the mayor.
- Why should you be the mayor?

:04:53
Well, someone has to appoint you if...
:04:55
I'm in trouble with my goddamn play,
and you don't care!

:04:59
Just because you stopped writing doesn't...
:05:25
Tell you what, Lilly.
I'll send you on a trip to Paris.

:05:29
I don't wanna go to Paris.
:05:32
Why not? I hear it's a swell town.
:05:35
Finish the play there.
Have a little fun. Visit your friend Julia.

:05:38
You know damn wellJulia's not in Paris.
:05:41
Well, wherever she is.
:05:44
Go to Spain. There may be a civil war
in Spain. You'd help somebody win it.

:05:47
- You're scrappy.
- I'm not scrappy. Don't call me scrappy.

:05:51
You make me sound like
a neighborhood bulldog.

:05:53
You are the neighborhood bulldog, Lilly!
:05:55
'Cept you got some cockeyed dream
about bein' a cocker spaniel.


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