hr.thecarpetbaggers-第68部分
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arly； he always said； because it gave him a chance to go through his correspondence； which was at least twice as voluminous as that of anyone else in the studio； before his three secretaries came in。 That way； the rest of his day could be left free for anyone who came to his door。 His door was always open； he claimed。
Actually； he got there early because he was a born snoop。 Though no one ever spoke about it； everyone in the studio knew what he did the moment the front door closed behind him。 He would prowl through the silent offices； executive and secretary alike； looking at the papers lying on desks； peeking into whatever desk drawers happened to be unlocked and examining the contents of every letter and memo。 It got so that whenever an executive wanted to be sure that something got to Norman's attention； he would leave a rough draft of his message lying innocently on his desk when he went home。
Norman justified this to himself easily。 He was merely keeping his finger on the pulse of things。 How could one man control so plicated an organization； otherwise？
He arrived at the door to his own private office that morning about eight o'clock； his inspection having taken a little longer than usual。 He sighed heavily and opened his door。 Problems； always problems。
He started for his desk； then froze with horror。 His nephew David was asleep on his couch； sheaves of papers strewn over the floor around him。 Bernie could feel the anger bubbling up inside him。
He crossed the room and pulled David from the couch。 〃What the hell are you doing sleeping in my office； you bum bastard！〃 he shouted。
David sat up； startled。 He rubbed his eyes。 〃I didn't mean to fall asleep。 I was looking at some papers and I must have dozed off。〃
〃Papers！〃 Norman yelled。 〃What papers？〃 Quickly he picked one up。 He turned horror…stricken eyes back to his nephew。 〃The production contract for The Renegade！〃 he accused。 〃My own confidential file！〃
〃I can explain；〃 David said quickly； awake now。
〃No explanations！〃 Norman said dramatically。 He pointed to the door。 〃Out！ If you're not out of the studio in five minutes； I'll call the guards and have you thrown out。 You're through。 Fired！ Fartig！ One thing we don't tolerate in this studio … sneaks and spies。 My own sister's son！ Go。〃
〃Aw； e off it； Uncle Bernie；〃 David said； getting to his feet。
〃e off it； he tells me！〃 Norman roared。 〃Half the night his mama keeps me up with telephone calls。〃 His voice unconsciously mimicked his sister's nasal whine。 〃 'My Duvidele didn't e home yet； all night he didn't e home。 Maybe he vass in a accident。' Accident； hah！ I should tell her her little Duvidele was fucking all night the redheaded shiksa extra from the studio； hah！ Get out！〃
David stared at his uncle。 〃How did you know？〃
〃Know？〃 his uncle roared。 〃I know everything that goes on in this studio。 You think I built a business like this fucking in furnished rooms all night？ No！ I worked； I tell you； I worked like a dirty dog。 Day and night！〃
He walked over to the chair behind his desk and sank into it。 He clasped his hand over his heart in an exaggerated gesture。 〃Aggravation like this； from my own flesh and blood first thing in the morning； I need like another luch im kopf！〃 He unlocked his desk and took out a bottle of pills。 Quickly he swallowed two and leaned back in his chair； his eyes closed。
David looked at his uncle。 〃You all right； Uncle Bernie？〃
Slowly Norman opened his eyes。 〃You still here？〃 he asked in the voice of a man making a supreme effort to control himself。 〃Go！〃 His eyes fell on the papers still on the floor。 〃First pick up the papers；〃 he added quickly。 〃Then go！〃
〃You don't even know why I came here this morning；〃 David said tentatively。 〃Something very important came up。〃
His uncle opened his eyes and looked at him。 〃If it's something important； e to see me like everybody else。 You know my door is always open。〃
〃Open？〃 David laughed sarcastically。 〃If Christ himself came into this studio； those three harpies wouldn't let him in to see you！〃
〃Don't bring religion into it！〃 Norman held up a warning hand。 〃You know my policy。 Everybody's the same as everybody else。 Somebody wants to see me； they talk to my number…three girl； she talks to my number…two girl； my number…two girl talks to my number…one girl。 My number…one girl thinks it important enough； she talks to me and the next thing you know； you're in my office！〃 He snapped his fingers。 〃Like that！ But don't e sneaking around in the night； looking at confidential papers！ Now go！〃
〃O。K。〃 David started for the door。 He should have known better than to try to do anything for the old bastard。 〃I'm going；〃 he said bitterly。 〃But when I walk out this door； you look good … real good； because you're throwing out a million dollars along with me！〃
〃Wait a minute！〃 his uncle called after him。 〃I like to be fair。 You said you had something important to tell me？ So tell it。 I'm listening。〃
David closed the door。 〃Next month； before the picture opens； Nevada Smith and Rina Marlowe are getting married；〃 he said。
〃You're telling me something？〃 His uncle glowered。 〃Who cares？ They didn't even invite me to the wedding。 Besides； Nevada's finished。〃
〃Maybe；〃 David said。 ''But the girl isn't。 You saw the picture？〃
〃Of course I saw the picture！〃 Norman snapped。 〃We're sneaking it tonight。〃
〃Well； after the sneak； she's going to be the hottest thing in the business。〃
His uncle looked up at him； a respect dawning in his eyes。 〃So？〃
〃From the papers； I see nobody's got her under contract；〃 David said。 〃You sign her this morning。 Then… 〃
His uncle was already nodding his head。
〃Then you tell them you want to give them the wedding。 As a present from the studio。 We'll make it the biggest thing ever to hit Hollywood。 It'll add five million to the gross。〃
〃So what good does that do us？〃 Norman asked。 〃We don't own any of the picture； we don't share in the profits。〃
〃We get a distribution fee； don't we？〃 David asked； his confidence growing as he saw the intent look on his uncle's face。 〃Twenty…five per cent of five million is one and a quarter million dollars。 Enough to carry half the cost of our whole distribution setup for a whole year。 And the beautiful thing about it is we can charge all our expenses for the wedding to publicity and slap the charge right back against the picture。 That way； it doesn't cost us one penny。 Cord pays everything out of his share of the profit。〃
Norman got to his feet。 There were tears in his eyes。 〃I knew it！ Blood will tell！〃 he cried dramatically。 〃From now on you're working for me。 You're my assistant！ I'll tell the girls to have the office next door made ready for you。 More than this I couldn't ask from my own son … if I had a son！〃
〃〃There's one more thing。〃
〃There is？〃 Norman sat down again。 〃What？〃
〃I think we should try to make a deal with Cord to do a picture a year for us。〃
Norman shook his head。 〃Oh； no！ We got enough crazy ones around here without him。〃
〃He's got a feeling for pictures。 You can see it in The Renegade。〃
〃It was a lucky accident。〃
〃No it wasn't；〃 David insisted。 〃I was on the set through the whole thing。 There wasn't anything in the picture that he didn't have something to do with。 If it wasn't for him； Marlowe would never be the star she's going to be。 He has the greatest eye for cunt I ever saw in my life。〃
〃He's a goy；〃 Norman said deprecatingly。 〃What do they know about cunt？〃
〃The goyim knew about cunt before Adam led Eve out of the Garden of Eden。〃
〃No；〃 Norman said。
〃Why not？〃
〃That kind of man I don't want around；〃 Norman said。 〃He won't be satisfied just to make a picture。 Pretty soon； he'll want to run the whole thing。 He's a balabuss； he's not the kind who would work with partners。〃
He got up and walked around the desk toward his nephew。 〃No；〃 he said。 〃Him I won't do business with。 But your other ideas I like。 This morning we'll go out and get the girl's signature on the contract。 Then we'll tell them about the wedding。 Nevada won't like it but he'll do it。 After all； he's got his own money in the picture and he won't be taking any chances！〃
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