Joe In December, the rain came. One great big package, Over-sized, like everything else in California; And it came right through the roof of my room Above the garage. So she had me move into the main house. Into what Max called " The room of the husbands" And on a clear day, the theory was, you could see Catalina. And little by little I worked through the end of the script. At which point I might have left; Only by then those two boys from the finance company Had traced my car and towed it away; And I hadn't seen one single dollar of cash money- Since I arrived. Norma Stop that! Today's the day. Joe What do you mean? Norma Max is going to deliver the script to Paramount Joe You're really going to give it to De Mille? Norma I've just spoken with my astrologer. She read De Millle's horoscope; she read mine. Joe Did she read the script? Norma De Mille is Leo; I'm scorpio. Mars is transiting Jupiter, And today is the day of closest conjunction. Joe Oh, well, that's all right, then. Norma Max Max Yes, Madame Norma Make sure it goes to Mr. De Mille in person. Joe Well.... Norma Great day. Joe It's been real interesting Norma Yes...hasn't it? Joe I want to thank you for trusting me with your baby Norma Not at all, it is I who should thank you Joe Will you call and let me know as soon as you have some news? Norma Call? Where? Joe My apartment Norma Oh, but, you couldn't possibly think of leaving now, Joe. Joe Norma, the script is finished. Norma No, Joe, No, it's just the beginning, it's just the first draft; I couldn't dream of letting you go, I need your support. Joe Well, I can't stay. Norma You'll stay on with full salary, of course. Joe Oh, Norma, it's not the money. Yes, of course, I'll stay until we get some sort of news back from Paramount. Norma Thank you, thank you, Joe. Joe So, Max wheeled out that foreign bus Brushed the leopardskin upholstery. He trundled along to Paramount To hand Cecil B. our hopeless opus. My work was over I was feeling no pain. Locked up like John the Baptist.