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The front door opens and Kaufman enters. The lights are off, but the room is aglow with light from Donald's laptop computer. Kaufman sees a silhouetted Donald masturbating in front of the computer. Donald looks up, caught.
DONALD
Oh, hi, I was doing some research. I
found Laroche's site and... I'm
embarrassed.
KAUFMAN
Jesus, Donald.
Kaufman passes Donald, glances at the grainy nude on the screen. He's stunned. It's Orlean smiling at him.
DONALD
What? She's kinda cute. You don't like
her? I dunno, I think she's okay. It's
not like I'm marrying her.
Kaufman shows Donald Orlean's book jacket photo.
DONALD (cont'd)
Oh, wow. That's kind of a twist, huh?
KAUFMAN
Jesus. Jesus!
DONALD
I think this is maybe a good thing for
the script. Go ask her about this.
KAUFMAN
I'm not gonna ask her about this.
DONALD
You want me to? I don't mind.
KAUFMAN
No, I don't want you to.
DONALD
I could easily pretend I'm you.
KAUFMAN
No! No!