![]() Thought it was tremendous, a smashing picture. We shared an agent at CAA and I'd enjoyed Paperhouse - I " was Bernard Rose's baby from the beginning. A butcher's hook rammed into the bloody stump. His right hand hidden in his coat pocket. He is finely dressed, his dark suit an antique cut. MAN : You were not content with the stories, so I was obliged to come. He moves towards her and light falls on his face. He speaks, murmuring so softly that seduction might be in the air. Helen opens the car door and is about to get in. ![]() There is a buzzing sound, the sound of a sleepy afternoon far from here. The Man stands a short distance away, silhouetted against a pool of light in the gloomy parking structure. ![]() Helen arrives at her car and searches in her bag for her keys. She vaguely notices the Man, a tall dark silhouette, standing as if waiting for something, but she pays him little attention. Helen leaves the elevator and walks towards her car. ![]()
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