“Suddenly, she wasn't drunk anymore. Her hand was steady and she was cool. Like somebody making funeral arrangements for a murder not yet committed.”
John Paxton (1911-1985), U.S. screenwriter, and Edward Dmytryk. Philip Marlowe (Dick Powell), Murder, My Sweet, Jessie Florian spied by private eye Philip Marlowe making a telephone call after his visit (1944). Marlowe is offering the police his narration of a crime. Based on the novel.
TIME: 7:01 PM
PLACE: Living room
SUBJECT: StellaDella
I have no idea why she decided to start stacking books. But that’s what she is doing this evening. And according to her, there are way too many people in this house who walk heavy, breathe hard and do other things that sabotage her ability to do so.
2 comments:
fantastic, what she build. how long did it stay?
Looks like she did a pretty good job, in spite of the rest of you!
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