Speed-the-Plow

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Morning. Boxes and painting materials all around. Gould is sitting, reading, Fox enters. GOULD: When the gods would make us mad, they answer our prayers. FOX: Bob. . . GOULD: I'm in the midst of the wilderness. FOX: Bob . . . GOULD: If it's not quite “Art” and it's not quite “Entertainment,” it's here on my desk. I have inherited a monster. FOX: . . . Bob . . . GOULD: Listen to this . . . (Reads:) “How are things made round? Was there one thing which, originally, was round . . .?” FOX: . . . Bob . . . GOULD (leafing through the book he is reading, reads): “A certain frankness came to it. . .” (He leafs.) “The man, downcast, then met the priest, under the bridge, beneath that bridge which stood for so much, where so much had transpired since the radiation.” FOX: . . . yeah, Bob, that's great. . . GOULD: Listen to this: “and with it brought grace. But still the questions persisted . . . that of the Radiation. That of the growth of animalism, the decay of the soil. And it said ‘Beyond terror.
Speed-the-Plow
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