58. EXT. GALAXY PICTURES - OUTSIDE FRANKIE’S DRESSING ROOM – DAY
Kappy walks toward the dressing room and opens the door.
59. INT. GALAXY PICTURES - FRANKIE’S DRESSING ROOM – DAY
KAPPY enters the dressing room. FRANKIE is at the bar pouring a drink.
FRANKIE
I’m beginning to think you’re telepathic. I was gonna to call you. I need some money.
KAPPY
There isn’t any more money, Frankie.
FRANKIE
Working on the set all day has apparently dulled my sense of humor. I don’t get the joke.
KAPPY
You have back taxes to pay, not to mention commissions owing me. The money you keep overdrawing for the boat, household expenses, it’s no joke, Frankie. I’m not in a joking mood. Regan isn’t picking up your option. Figures from the exhibitors, trouble with your pictures.
FRANKIE
Ah, who cares? I don’t need Regan. What about that spy thing at Warners?
KAPPY
They signed Dean Martin.
FRANKIE
Dean Martin?! That part was right for me.
KAPPY
Yeah, but they wanted Dean Martin. Look, I’m not trying to hurt you, I’m trying to clear away the fog between you and reality.
(taking out his checkbook, writing a check)
There’s a short-scheduled picture that I’ve been working on for you. It means a trick deal, a cut in salary. It’s a nice script, one of those horror shticks with a couple of big name older actresses.
FRANKIE
Kappy, you’ve gotta be shuckin’ me. Cut in salary? Trick deal? Old bags?
KAPPY
(giving him the check)
Here’s your money, Frankie, and I think it’s for the last time. Face facts, in a few days the word goes out, it always does.
FRANKIE
You’re runnin’ scared. A little trouble and it’s Chicken Licken, the sky is falling. If that’s the kind of faith in me ten percent buys, maybe I need a fresh agent.
KAPPY
I’ll pretend that wasn’t said.
Kappy exits. Frankie watches him go, stunned.