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| Did you want mineral water, too, Mr. |
| Costanza? |
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| No, I'm talking about what I'm suppose to |
| do. |
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| Oh yes, of course. Please forgive me. You |
| will be the first guest. I'll cue you when
it's |
| time for your entrance. And remember, |
| because of the satellite delay it's very |
| important that you speak to Mr. Remson |
| only when spoken to. |
| (SMILES WARMLY AT GEORGE) |
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| Oh, dear goodness, they're ready for us. |
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| HILDI LINKS ARMS WITH JERRY AND LEADS HIM TO THE
COUCH. SHE PATS HIS HAND WHEN HE SITS DOWN. FACING HIM IS
A LARGE TV MONITOR. |
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| In three . . . two . . .one . . . |
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| CUT TO: |
| CU OF TV MONITOR. LLOYD REMSON IS SITTING IN A LARGE
COMFORTABLE CHAIR. HIS SET IS SPARSE, BUT NICE |
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| That was New York night club comic Jerry |
| Seinfelt in performance. |
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