"'Could you write me a pass?' Pat pleaded. 'Just a word on your card?'
'I'll look into it.' said Mr Marcus. 'Just now I've got things on my mind. I'm going to a luncheon.' He sighed profoundly. 'They wan't I should meet this new Orson Welles that's in Hollywood.'
Pat's heart winced. There it was again - that name, sinister and remorseless, spreading like a dark cloud over all his skies.
'Mr Marcus,' he said so sincerely that his voice trembled, 'I wouldn't be surprised if Orson Welles is the biggest menace that's come to Hollywood for years. He gets a hundred and fifty grand a picture and I wouldn't be surprised if he was so radical that you had to have all new equipment and start all over again like you did with sound in 1928.'
'Oh my God!' groaned Mr Marcus.
'And me,' said Pat, 'all I wan't is a pass and no money - to leave this as they are.'
Mr Marcus reaced for his card case."
- Pat Hobby and Orson Welles (1940)
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