black shoes, black pants,
black t-shirt and a black baseball cap, not a nerd exactly
... He reaches next to him into a huge bag of Doritos, never
taking his eyes off the show.
GEORGE (OS)
(on T.V.)
Hey, Pumpkin! Whats that smell?
(sniffing)
Is that your meat loaf?
DAVID
(by rote)
"It might be ..."
BETTY (OS)
(shy smile)
It might be.
He leans over and kisses her--again on the cheek.
GEORGE (OS)
Oh
black cloud or
a white cloud down below you.
Its a... its about as...
as scary a mission
as Ive ever been on.
I think it tries you
to just about the maximum,
you know, the missions.
Hey, Morg.
Did you ever notice how...
how some nights you could see
more stars
than other nights?
Huh? You ever notice that?
Hmm?
The stars.
Oh, yeah.
Ive got an update.
Im cycling to
the coast-in point.
Youre getting
sidewalk; others in the rainbow
spray from the fishmongers hose.
The building across from the fish market with the metal door
above concrete steps. It opens.
STARLING
Heads up.
A large white man in a luau shirt and sandals comes out
with a satchel across his chest, other hand behind the case.
A wiry black man comes out the door behind him, carrying a
raincoat, and behind him, Evelda Drumgo.
S
black coffee and a masseur?
Yes, sir.
Mr. Webster wants tomato juice,
black coffee and a masseur.
Looks like a rough night.
Millers Wax is changing agencies.
We can get the account.
Millers coming tonight.
Find out where hes staying.
I want an appointment in the morning.
- You cant work out a plan by then.
We can and we will.
Heres some thoughts I had.
Tighten them up.
Tell research I want a comp
be behind prison walls.
-Where are the black stockings?
-They didnt have black.
-Stop someplace else.
-Where?
-A Catholic hospital.
-Sure.
Well just barge in like it was
a goddamn five-and-dime.
Sister, sweetie, we gotta have
some black stockings to hide our face.
Okay, forget it.
Anyway, nuns are bad luck.
Kind of sexy, though.
You wouldnt think so if youd lived
in one of those orphan homes.