David
'Meet me in the lobby. Quick before they give you more ads.'
John heads out to the lobby. Bernie is there with his wife.
Bernie to David
'Why all the black every day.'
David
'Creatives often where black...it's so the focus is on the art.'
Bernie-pointing at John
'Explain that.'
John is wearing an orange big khauna surf shirt and jeans
John
'I think you either have lot's of ideas or you don't. Has nothing to do with clothes.'
Bernie to David
'He's got your department backed up. Told you, I want a factory with pitches going out.'
Elevador doors open and they get in. No one talks. When they get out they separate.
David to John
'Factory...oh inspire me.'
John
'I'm just glad I can do t.'
They cross Lexington and walk down a side street with trees.
John
'A hill in Manhattan.'
David
''Murray Hill. Where do you live?'
John
'Seaside Heights.'
David
'Where the MTV house was. And rides. So on your resume under skills, do you have that you can say: do you want to go faster?'
John
'No. That's what your girlfriend has over her bed.'
David
'Ooo, What the hell does that mean.' John smiles and shruggs his shoulders. 'This is an Iraqi deli.'
Inside there's little Middle Eastern touches, beads, shelves with jugs with geometric designs on them, Muslim symbols near the window and a black board with specials.
John
'David I'lll have what you are having...just tell me what I owe you.'
Back in the sunlight, they walk pass some private residences, up the hilll to Lexington and up further to the steps John thought would be a good place to eat. Not unlike monkeys, some aggressive suit types are seated at the highest steps.
David hands John a picture of a guy bending ober a golf hole to retrieve his ball and getting hit in the butt with a golf ball.
John
'What's this?'
Just keep clicking.
John clicks the forward button. John sees another man getting hit in the butt as a caddy rolls on the ground, laughing.
John
'Oh my God. You really play that a-hole golf...
David
'A hole in one A-hole.'
John laughs
'You're sick.'
David
'Why? What do you do for fun.'
John
'Your mother.'
David
'First my sister now my mother. It might be funny if my mother were still with me.'
John
'Oh, I'm sorry.'
David
'Why? She likes living over in Brooklyn.'
John
'Ass.'
Stacey
'See, less than one day and he already has you pegged. Can I sit?'
David
'Can you? Are you able to?'
Stacey sits
''Ending questions with prepositions much?'
John
'You're both well-spoken.
Stacey
'See David. He knows how to make nice.'
David
'It's his first day. Fuck you comes on day two.'
Stacey
Bernie likes him. Says he's gonna be a cash cow. Mooo.'
John
'Oh my God. I was making fun of pushy business people and saying someone should say 'moo.''
David
'Please learn to speak New York. It's 'oh my Gawd. And you pronounce the 'g' on Long Island where Stacey lives.'
Stacey
"Oh, you don't need to pronounce Long Island. "Cause you will never, ever be invited to my house.'
David
'Hummis You like'n the food Johnny boy?'
John
"yeah. It's different to me.'
David looks at his flat bread sandwich.
David
'They used to have a little dog running around there. Wonder where that dog is.'
Stacey laughing
'Borderline racist. Yo're sick.
John
'I love dogs.'
David
'Bar-b- qued?'
John laughs.
David 'woofs' and acts like he's going to lick John's face. John pulls back.
John looks out towards Park Avenue.
John
'I can't believe I'm a writer in New York City.'
Stacey
'A good one.'
John
'Stacey you are sooo nice. I'm so sensitive, it helps being around nice people.'
Stacey
'Ahh..'
David
'In New York, everyone is on 100% commission on the ads, commercial media bills. In the outer offices they are on salary. The out of town offices are nicer because they are just desparate for ideas. Here, they are more demandng.'
Stacey
'But people like him.'
David
'Until something goes wrong.'
Stacey
'David stop. It's the kid's first day. You'll do great...I know.'
David
'Oh, I think you will too. Bernie is not nice.'
David to Stacey
'He's making me find a replacement for DC's artist..he thinks he has aides.'
Stacey
'David as your friend...I'm telling you again just to do it and shut up about it. They have a file of pitches that didn't go through in DC. So it's officially, job performance.'
David
'Oh that's such bull hit and you know it.'
Stacey
'I know he's going to be out regardless...so shut up.'
Stacey to John
'We're taking your ads to Hoffmann this afternoon.'
John
'Wow. That was fast.'
Stacey
'They've been waiting. We had a lot of crappy writers.'
David
"linda was awe-----some.'
Stacey
'Awesome? More like get some....
Stacey to John
'She had little ideas and big tits. She was the last person David was allowed to hire.'
David
'Awe-some.'
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