ROB

Sample dialogue

• Over nine million men in this country have slept with ten or more women. And do they all look like Richard Gere? Are they all as rich as Bill Gates? Charming as Oscar Wilde? Hell no. Nothing to do with any of that. Maybe fifty or so have one or more of these attributes, but that still leaves... well, about nine million, give or take fifty. And they're just men. Regular guys. We're just guys, because I, even I, am a member of this exclusive, nine million member club. In fact, Marie is my seventeenth lover. "How does he do it?" you ask. "He wears bad sweaters, he's grumpy, he's broke, he hangs out with the Musical Moron Twins, and he gets to go to bed with a recording artist who looks like Susan Dey-slash-Meg Ryan. What's going on? Listen up, because I think I can explain, with all modesty aside: I ask questions. That's it. That's my secret. It works precisely because that isn't how you're supposed to do it, if you listen to the collective male wisdom. There are still enough old- style, big-mouthed, egomaniacs running around to make someone like me appear to be refreshingly different. If you can't hack this simple strategy, there are some women out there, of course, who want to get pushed around, ignored and mowed over, but do you really want to be with them anyway?

  scene 50 — INT. MARIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

• Not the point.

  scene 15 — INT. RECORD STORE - STOCK ROOM - LATER

• These are worth at least, I don't know --

  scene 36 — EXT./INT. FANCY LINCOLN PARK TOWNHOUSE - DAY

• Are you still in love with me?

  scene 60 — INT. IAN'S APARTMENT - INTERCUT

• C'mon. I want to know.

  scene 88 — INT. ROB AND LAURA'S APARTMENT - MORNING

Bookends

Often appears with

• LAURA25 scenes
• BARRY13 scenes
• DICK12 scenes
• LIZ5 scenes
• MARIE5 scenes
• JUSTIN3 scenes