Evil Possessed

D: Anyways
D: Can't chatty chat long
D: This movie script won't write itself
N: Not unless it was an evil possessed movie script
D: Hey keep the big ideas for the writing room mister!
N: You're the boss
G: Seriously
G: Have there been nerve bomb attacks in the US or something?

A Credit

G: So what have you written before?
D: Oh Nick's done a ton of stuff
D: He has a credit on The Pacifier
G: Really?
D: Yeah, they just haven't put it on IMDB yet
G: Didn't that film come out ages ago?
N: I was working this joint in LA
N: When who comes in but Vin Diesel
N: And I go to him
N: Hey Vinny, you should remake that Kindergarten Cop
N: True story
D: Isn't he great?
G: I've changed my mind
G: I think you two were made for each other

Written in Code

N: At first I was all
N: Is this for real?
N: But then I realized the advert was written in code
N: The confusion it created
N: Was only a well crafted subterfuge
D: Isn't he great?
G: Believe me Nick
G: That sense of confusion doesn't ever really go away

Mocked My Dreams

D: Nick answered my ad on Craiglist
D: Ahem
D: "Do you have a talent for writing? Are your friends and colleagues always undermining your talents? Wouldn't you like to turn around to them and say "You mocked my dreams and now look at me! I'm a millionaire movie maker! EAT THAT JERKBAIT!" If so, contact me today."
G: Oh brother

Writing Partner

D: Nick
D: My writing partner
G: Stop saying writing partner!
D: Co-author then
G: Aghh!

Unnamed PBC Project

G:
G:
G: I'm sorry what?
D: My writing partner
D: Nick
N: Hey man
G: You have a writing partner?
D: Yes and we have a lot to get through so
G: What are you writing?
D: At this stage it's an unnamed PBC Project
N: We have some ideas for the name
N: But you know at this stage we're keeping them under wraps
G: Oh well that seems…
G: WHO IS NICK???

Vanity Fair

G: OK I'm in
G: I want an Oscar!
G: I want to go to the Vanity Fair Party!
G: I want to snog Javier Bardem!!1!
G: WAAAAAANT!!!
D: Gabe I'd like to introduce you to my writing partner Nick
N: Hi Gabe

G:

I'm Writing

G: Hi
D: Yeah hi I'm writing
G: Um ok
G: How much have you done?
D: I think the question is how much haven't I done!
G: So how much haven't you done?
D:
D: Grow up Gabe

On My Own

G: What will it be about?
D: No, I'm going to write it on my own
D: I do everything else on my own anyway
G:
G:
D: Oh grow up Gabe

The Big Old

G: I'd be great in front of the Execs
G: I'd wow them
G: Give them the big old wow factor
G: Wow with a capital WOW and a smidge of Woo!
G: And then the big Finish!!!
D: Yeah... we'll call you

Pitches

D: I really think we should write a movie script
D: How many Club movies have there been already?
D: Breakfast, Babysitters, Fight
D: Where are all the pretty boys in that equation huh???
G: Emilio Estevez, Christian Oliver, Brad Pitt
D:
D:
D: Right there
D: That's why I'm not taking you to any pitches

Hipster-Hating A-Crowds

D: Didn't we already do a "gone wild" schtick?
G: Well, yes
G: But in this series of pics "Photographer Brian Finke infiltrates various hipster-hating A-crowds (i.e. frat boys and cheerleaders) for a hilariously poetic look at social hierarchies."
G: And in one of the photos
G: You can totally see the guys happy wand