Page 77 - The Kid Who Played The Palace

The reporter pulls out a pad and pen and begins taking notes.

KELLY
Why don‘t you run off and cop some work?

ALYSON
Why don‘t you? By the way, Twiggy? It‘s called food. Try some. If you can keep it down.

BENNY
Alyson, stop it!

KELLY
Bitch!

BENNY
Kelly- the language!

HARRIET
Uh—use your phone?

BENNY
Sure. Chris, chair, please?

CHRIS
From the cheap seats? Or from the-

BENNY
Get a chair.

HARRIET someone?
(On phone, as Benny is preoccupied) Jerry, the
Kelly Rabin thing I went to this morning?
(Listens) Yep. You‘ll wanna get over here. BENNY
ASAP. (Listens) No--it‘s more than a photo op. (Moment, deadpan) The deli--downstairs. Try
Trust me. (Listens) Hold on. (To Benny) There the pastrami.
a place Kelly could sit down and talk with

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