MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Where is she?	She's...not here...she went out. She went out of town, she travels a lot.
Lena I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry that I left you at the hospital..... I called a phone sex line. I called a phone sex line before I met you and then these four blond brothers came after me and you got hurt and I'm sorry -- and I had to leave because I don't want you to get hurt again and now I'm here and I'm back and I have a lot of pudding that I can redeem in six to eight weeks and if you give me that much time I can get enough miles to fly with you wherever you have to go if you have to travel for your job because I don't want to be anywhere without you.....can you please let me redeem the mileage?	You left me at the hospital.
You left me at the hospital.	I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.	You can't do that.
You can't do that.	Ok.
Ok.	If you give me six to eight weeks I can redeem the mileage and then I can with you wherever you have to travel......
If you give me six to eight weeks I can redeem the mileage and then I can with you wherever you have to travel......	So here we go.
Who is this?	Hello, my name is Barry Egan and I called your service --
Hello, my name is Barry Egan and I called your service --	Why don't you shut the fuck up?
Why don't you shut the fuck up?	What?
What?	I said calm down and shut the fuck up. What's your problem?
I said calm down and shut the fuck up. What's your problem?	I haven't even told you what's happened. Your girl that you have that works there for you threatened me and two men just chased me -- extorted money -- DEAN Go fuck yourself that shit doesn't have anything to do with me - this is a legitimate bossiness.
I haven't even told you what's happened. Your girl that you have that works there for you threatened me and two men just chased me -- extorted money -- DEAN Go fuck yourself that shit doesn't have anything to do with me - this is a legitimate bossiness.	YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. MY LOVE WAS HURT, SHE GOT HURT. I AM IN LOVE WITH HER AND YOU HURT YOU AND YOU ARE GONNA FUCKING GET HURT. YOU DON'T TOUCH HER, I LOVE HER.
YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. MY LOVE WAS HURT, SHE GOT HURT. I AM IN LOVE WITH HER AND YOU HURT YOU AND YOU ARE GONNA FUCKING GET HURT. YOU DON'T TOUCH HER, I LOVE HER.	CALM DOWN SHUT THE FUCK UP AND CALM DOWN SHUT SHUT SHUT UP SHUT UP --
Now are you threatening me, dick?	You are bad. You are a bad person. you are a bad person and you have no right to take people's confidence in your service --
You are bad. You are a bad person. you are a bad person and you have no right to take people's confidence in your service --	You better watch your mouth, cunt, you're gonna get hurt.
You better watch your mouth, cunt, you're gonna get hurt.	NO. NO. DON'T YOU SAY THAT.
NO. NO. DON'T YOU SAY THAT.	I'll say whatever I want --
I'll say whatever I want --	YOU FUCK OFF. YOU FUCK OFF AND DIE I WILL HURT YOU FOR HURTING HER. YOU HURT HER.
YOU FUCK OFF. YOU FUCK OFF AND DIE I WILL HURT YOU FOR HURTING HER. YOU HURT HER.	You just told me to fuck off. That wasn't good. You're dead.
HEY. You made a fucking sex call and now you're gonna pay. It's not a big thing -- just give us some money and then it's over -- we'll just walk down to the ATM and get your money out --	Alright, alright.
They need to be scanned individually. They each have a bar code, so I need it scanned individually so that each and every cup appears on the receipt...	What is this, man?
What is this, man?	I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.	Are you serious with this?
Are you serious with this?	Yes. Sorry.
Yes. Sorry.	Well....what do you want, then?
Well....what do you want, then?	Each pudding cup has to be scanned individually so that...it's for a giveaway...a product giveaway by this company...
Each pudding cup has to be scanned individually so that...it's for a giveaway...a product giveaway by this company...	This is a bunch of bullshit.
This is a bunch of bullshit.	I'm sorry, I know. I know that it's....
Marquis? Is that you?	For fuck's sake, who else would it be? The witching hour's arrived; you've alerted the others, yes?
For fuck's sake, who else would it be? The witching hour's arrived; you've alerted the others, yes?	I'm no longer a man! I awoke to discover I'd turned into a sparrow!
Yes! It is! The paper's cheap, the type's too small --	What did you do? Bribe one of the guards?
What did you do? Bribe one of the guards?	But you implored me to write! For curative purposes, to stave off my madness --
But you implored me to write! For curative purposes, to stave off my madness --	But you've no right to publish! Behind my back, without my sanction!
But you've no right to publish! Behind my back, without my sanction!	Have you truly read the book in question? Or did you run -- straightaway -- to the dog-eared pages?
Have you truly read the book in question? Or did you run -- straightaway -- to the dog-eared pages?	Enough to discern its tenor.
Enough to discern its tenor.	And --?
And --?	It's not even a proper novel! It's nothing but an encyclopedia of perversions! Frankly, it even fails as an exercise in craft. The characters are wooden; the dialogue is inane. Not to mention the endless repetition of words like "nipple" and "pikestaff" --
It's not even a proper novel! It's nothing but an encyclopedia of perversions! Frankly, it even fails as an exercise in craft. The characters are wooden; the dialogue is inane. Not to mention the endless repetition of words like "nipple" and "pikestaff" --	There I was taxed; it's true.
There I was taxed; it's true.	And such puny scope! Nothing but the very worst in man's nature!
And such puny scope! Nothing but the very worst in man's nature!	I write of the great, eternal truths that bind together all mankind! The whole world over, we eat, we shit, we fuck, we kill and we die.
I write of the great, eternal truths that bind together all mankind! The whole world over, we eat, we shit, we fuck, we kill and we die.	But we also fall in love; we build cities, we compose symphonies, and we endure. Why not put that in your books as well?
But we also fall in love; we build cities, we compose symphonies, and we endure. Why not put that in your books as well?	It's a fiction, not a moral treatise.
It's a fiction, not a moral treatise.	But isn't that the duty of art? To elevate us above the beast?
But isn't that the duty of art? To elevate us above the beast?	I thought that was your duty, Abbe, not mine.
I thought that was your duty, Abbe, not mine.	One more trick like this, and I'll be forced to revoke all your liberties!
One more trick like this, and I'll be forced to revoke all your liberties!	It's that Doctor fellow, isn't it? He's come to usurp your place here, hasn't he?
It's that Doctor fellow, isn't it? He's come to usurp your place here, hasn't he?	More than your writing's at stake. The Ministry has threatened us with closure.
More than your writing's at stake. The Ministry has threatened us with closure.	They can't be serious.
They can't be serious.	Our future lies in the stroke of your pen.
Our future lies in the stroke of your pen.	Mightier than the sword indeed.
Mightier than the sword indeed.	Put yourself in my place. I've your fellow patients to consider. If Charenton falls, they've no place to go. No manner in which to clothe or feed themselves --
Put yourself in my place. I've your fellow patients to consider. If Charenton falls, they've no place to go. No manner in which to clothe or feed themselves --	Fuck 'em! They're half-wits and pinheads. Let 'em die on the streets, as Nature intended.
Fuck 'em! They're half-wits and pinheads. Let 'em die on the streets, as Nature intended.	You among them?
Perhaps -- in time -- you'll earn them back through good behavior --	You can't --! You mustn't --! I've all the demons of hell in my head; my only salvation is to vent them on paper --
You can't --! You mustn't --! I've all the demons of hell in my head; my only salvation is to vent them on paper --	Try reading, for a change. The writer who produces more than he reads? The sure mark of an amateur.
Oh, I'm to be blamed now, am I?	Your words drove Bouchon to --
Your words drove Bouchon to --	For fuck's sake, Abbe! What am I to do? Police my readers as you police me? Suppose one of your precious wards had attempted to walk on water and drowned? Would you condemn the Bible? I think not!
For fuck's sake, Abbe! What am I to do? Police my readers as you police me? Suppose one of your precious wards had attempted to walk on water and drowned? Would you condemn the Bible? I think not!	An innocent child is dead.
An innocent child is dead.	So many authors are denied the gratification of a concrete response to their work. I am blessed, am I not?
...yes, I've got that bit...	"What shall I ready?" asked Fanchon. "My mouth, my ass or my succulent oyster?"
For fuck's sake, woman! BONBONS? I'm to sit here, gorging myself on useless trifles, sucking down your little sweetmeats, when what I truly need -- what I truly require -- are a few quill pens? Perhaps a pot of ink?	Forgive me, I beg you --
And we would hear them scuttling around at night with their little red eyes and little yellow t-t- teeth and I'm just imagining plague lice jumpin' all over the damn place So we set t-t-traps everywhere. And every morning we would find the t-t-traps sprung but no mice!	Houdini mice.
Goddamn it. I gotta have some kinda life!	There's no call for that language-
There's no call for that language-	There certainly is I There certainly is! Aw, to hell with you!
Well -- he got us, didn't he? She stands and goes quickly to pour a drink. A forced laugh	Nailed us, hub? The crazy old man and his whore.
Nailed us, hub? The crazy old man and his whore.	Marion--
Marion--	Bought and p-p-paid for. Just like one of his goddamn statues. Well at least in the movie he married her!
Bought and p-p-paid for. Just like one of his goddamn statues. Well at least in the movie he married her!	This picture--
This picture--	I am not that woman.
This is the chance you've been waiting for, boy. Tell that son of a bitch just what you think of him!	We're not all hopped up on benzedrine, Orson I Some of us humans need sleep!
I don't know what you expected with Joseph- fucking-Conrad for Chrissake. I mean this is Hollywood, pal.	All right! Enough! I've heard this from Schaefer and RKO. I've heard it from everyone--
All right! Enough! I've heard this from Schaefer and RKO. I've heard it from everyone--	But you keep coming up with the same elitist crap - - HEART OF DARKNESS with a million dollar budget?! - - no one wants to see that.
But you keep coming up with the same elitist crap - - HEART OF DARKNESS with a million dollar budget?! - - no one wants to see that.	Nonsense
How about Howard Hughes? We could do Hughes	I'm not fucking with Hughes. That shit-kicker would kill us dead, baby. Just like Jean Harlow
I'm not fucking with Hughes. That shit-kicker would kill us dead, baby. Just like Jean Harlow	Howard Hughes killed Jean Harlow?
Howard Hughes killed Jean Harlow?	Sure. Dropped her out of his Lockheed over Utah
Sigmund Freud?	Kid, you just got your ass kicked on Joseph Conrad and now you're gonna go to Schaefer and tell him you wanna do the id and the superego? Stop being so goddamn smart.
Manolete?!	Who the hell's Manolete?
Who the hell's Manolete?	The great Spanish bullfighter
The great Spanish bullfighter	I don't wanna write about no spic.
I don't wanna write about no spic.	No, it's perfect! When in doubt, put on a cape! False noses and faux beards and flowing capes have been the life-blood of the actor's craft since the days of lrving and Booth. Imagine me in a glittering suit of lights on the dusky Andalusian plains--
Now remember he's a public figure who sought out that publicity so legally he can't stop us from--	Listen to you. You child! Men like him don't bother with things like legality. They don't have to. You know why, boy-o? Power. Power like you couldn't even begin to imagine.
Listen to you. You child! Men like him don't bother with things like legality. They don't have to. You know why, boy-o? Power. Power like you couldn't even begin to imagine.	Howard Hughes, he would just kill us. Hearst he would kill us and fuck everything we ever loved.
Howard Hughes, he would just kill us. Hearst he would kill us and fuck everything we ever loved.	We're doing Hearst.
No, but I can imagine. What am I today? A "puny upstart" or a "spoiled dilettante" -- no, she wouldn't know how to spell that	"And how is the country to feel when this industry continues to employ bedraggled foreigners and swarthy refugees instead of real Americans? Doesn't Hollywood know there's a Depression on? Don't real Americans deserve work?"
"And how is the country to feel when this industry continues to employ bedraggled foreigners and swarthy refugees instead of real Americans? Doesn't Hollywood know there's a Depression on? Don't real Americans deserve work?"	Well, at least she's off KANE today
Well, at least she's off KANE today	No she's not. Don't you get it, ya lunk? She's using code language to the studio bosses. "Bedraggled foreigners and swarthy refugees" -- who the hell do you think she's talking about?
No she's not. Don't you get it, ya lunk? She's using code language to the studio bosses. "Bedraggled foreigners and swarthy refugees" -- who the hell do you think she's talking about?	Hedy Lamarr?
Hedy Lamarr?	Jews. She's talking about Jews.
Who owns this town? Who runs every goddamn studio? The tribe, baby. These fuckers hear the word "Jew" and they start sweating. Like Ester Williams' pool they start sweating.	So they're Jews. . .
So they're Jews. . .	This is just the first shot. Maestro. Sooner or later she's gonna use the word. And all those boys know that there is only one thing this country hates more than the coloreds and that's the Jews.
This is just the first shot. Maestro. Sooner or later she's gonna use the word. And all those boys know that there is only one thing this country hates more than the coloreds and that's the Jews.	Christ.
Christ.	Me, I'm proud to be a Jew, I got no problem. You don't like it, fuck you. But with these guys it's like a dirty word. All they wanna be is good red- white-and-blue Americans, and the way they see it you can't be a good American and a Jew. So Sam Goldfish becomes Sam Goldwyn and David Selznick becomes David 0. Selznick -- like anyone's gonna think he's Irish for fuck's sake--
Me, I'm proud to be a Jew, I got no problem. You don't like it, fuck you. But with these guys it's like a dirty word. All they wanna be is good red- white-and-blue Americans, and the way they see it you can't be a good American and a Jew. So Sam Goldfish becomes Sam Goldwyn and David Selznick becomes David 0. Selznick -- like anyone's gonna think he's Irish for fuck's sake--	What does this have to do with--?
What does this have to do with--?	Believe you me, they're gonna do anything -- and I mean absolutely anything -- to stop that word from gettin' out.
Believe you me, they're gonna do anything -- and I mean absolutely anything -- to stop that word from gettin' out.	What?! Are they going to kill me? Is that what they're going to do?!
If he had known about KANE before you made it, you'd be dead already.	It's too late. The movie's made
It's too late. The movie's made	They won't let it out. Not Hearst. Not the other studio heads--
They won't let it out. Not Hearst. Not the other studio heads--	You wrote the damn thing, Mank Aren't you going to fight for it?!

Where is she?

She's...not here...she went out. She went out of town, she travels a lot.

Lena I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry that I left you at the hospital..... I called a phone sex line. I called a phone sex line before I met you and then these four blond brothers came after me and you got hurt and I'm sorry -- and I had to leave because I don't want you to get hurt again and now I'm here and I'm back and I have a lot of pudding that I can redeem in six to eight weeks and if you give me that much time I can get enough miles to fly with you wherever you have to go if you have to travel for your job because I don't want to be anywhere without you.....can you please let me redeem the mileage?

You left me at the hospital.

I'm sorry.

You can't do that.

Ok.

If you give me six to eight weeks I can redeem the mileage and then I can with you wherever you have to travel......

So here we go.

Who is this?

Hello, my name is Barry Egan and I called your service --

Why don't you shut the fuck up?

What?

I said calm down and shut the fuck up. What's your problem?

I haven't even told you what's happened. Your girl that you have that works there for you threatened me and two men just chased me -- extorted money -- DEAN Go fuck yourself that shit doesn't have anything to do with me - this is a legitimate bossiness.

YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF. MY LOVE WAS HURT, SHE GOT HURT. I AM IN LOVE WITH HER AND YOU HURT YOU AND YOU ARE GONNA FUCKING GET HURT. YOU DON'T TOUCH HER, I LOVE HER.

CALM DOWN SHUT THE FUCK UP AND CALM DOWN SHUT SHUT SHUT UP SHUT UP --

Now are you threatening me, dick?

You are bad. You are a bad person. you are a bad person and you have no right to take people's confidence in your service --

You better watch your mouth, cunt, you're gonna get hurt.

NO. NO. DON'T YOU SAY THAT.

I'll say whatever I want --

YOU FUCK OFF. YOU FUCK OFF AND DIE I WILL HURT YOU FOR HURTING HER. YOU HURT HER.

You just told me to fuck off. That wasn't good. You're dead.

HEY. You made a fucking sex call and now you're gonna pay. It's not a big thing -- just give us some money and then it's over -- we'll just walk down to the ATM and get your money out --

Alright, alright.

They need to be scanned individually. They each have a bar code, so I need it scanned individually so that each and every cup appears on the receipt...

What is this, man?

I'm sorry.

Are you serious with this?

Yes. Sorry.

Well....what do you want, then?

Each pudding cup has to be scanned individually so that...it's for a giveaway...a product giveaway by this company...

This is a bunch of bullshit.

I'm sorry, I know. I know that it's....

Marquis? Is that you?

For fuck's sake, who else would it be? The witching hour's arrived; you've alerted the others, yes?

I'm no longer a man! I awoke to discover I'd turned into a sparrow!

Yes! It is! The paper's cheap, the type's too small --

What did you do? Bribe one of the guards?

But you implored me to write! For curative purposes, to stave off my madness --

But you've no right to publish! Behind my back, without my sanction!

Have you truly read the book in question? Or did you run -- straightaway -- to the dog-eared pages?

Enough to discern its tenor.

And --?

It's not even a proper novel! It's nothing but an encyclopedia of perversions! Frankly, it even fails as an exercise in craft. The characters are wooden; the dialogue is inane. Not to mention the endless repetition of words like "nipple" and "pikestaff" --

There I was taxed; it's true.

And such puny scope! Nothing but the very worst in man's nature!

I write of the great, eternal truths that bind together all mankind! The whole world over, we eat, we shit, we fuck, we kill and we die.

But we also fall in love; we build cities, we compose symphonies, and we endure. Why not put that in your books as well?

It's a fiction, not a moral treatise.

But isn't that the duty of art? To elevate us above the beast?

I thought that was your duty, Abbe, not mine.

One more trick like this, and I'll be forced to revoke all your liberties!

It's that Doctor fellow, isn't it? He's come to usurp your place here, hasn't he?

More than your writing's at stake. The Ministry has threatened us with closure.

They can't be serious.

Our future lies in the stroke of your pen.

Mightier than the sword indeed.

Put yourself in my place. I've your fellow patients to consider. If Charenton falls, they've no place to go. No manner in which to clothe or feed themselves --

Fuck 'em! They're half-wits and pinheads. Let 'em die on the streets, as Nature intended.

You among them?

Perhaps -- in time -- you'll earn them back through good behavior --

You can't --! You mustn't --! I've all the demons of hell in my head; my only salvation is to vent them on paper --

Try reading, for a change. The writer who produces more than he reads? The sure mark of an amateur.

Oh, I'm to be blamed now, am I?

Your words drove Bouchon to --

For fuck's sake, Abbe! What am I to do? Police my readers as you police me? Suppose one of your precious wards had attempted to walk on water and drowned? Would you condemn the Bible? I think not!

An innocent child is dead.

So many authors are denied the gratification of a concrete response to their work. I am blessed, am I not?

...yes, I've got that bit...

"What shall I ready?" asked Fanchon. "My mouth, my ass or my succulent oyster?"

For fuck's sake, woman! BONBONS? I'm to sit here, gorging myself on useless trifles, sucking down your little sweetmeats, when what I truly need -- what I truly require -- are a few quill pens? Perhaps a pot of ink?

Forgive me, I beg you --

And we would hear them scuttling around at night with their little red eyes and little yellow t-t- teeth and I'm just imagining plague lice jumpin' all over the damn place So we set t-t-traps everywhere. And every morning we would find the t-t-traps sprung but no mice!

Houdini mice.

Goddamn it. I gotta have some kinda life!

There's no call for that language-

There certainly is I There certainly is! Aw, to hell with you!

Well -- he got us, didn't he? She stands and goes quickly to pour a drink. A forced laugh

Nailed us, hub? The crazy old man and his whore.

Marion--

Bought and p-p-paid for. Just like one of his goddamn statues. Well at least in the movie he married her!

This picture--

I am not that woman.

This is the chance you've been waiting for, boy. Tell that son of a bitch just what you think of him!

We're not all hopped up on benzedrine, Orson I Some of us humans need sleep!

I don't know what you expected with Joseph- fucking-Conrad for Chrissake. I mean this is Hollywood, pal.

All right! Enough! I've heard this from Schaefer and RKO. I've heard it from everyone--

But you keep coming up with the same elitist crap - - HEART OF DARKNESS with a million dollar budget?! - - no one wants to see that.

Nonsense

How about Howard Hughes? We could do Hughes

I'm not fucking with Hughes. That shit-kicker would kill us dead, baby. Just like Jean Harlow

Howard Hughes killed Jean Harlow?

Sure. Dropped her out of his Lockheed over Utah

Sigmund Freud?

Kid, you just got your ass kicked on Joseph Conrad and now you're gonna go to Schaefer and tell him you wanna do the id and the superego? Stop being so goddamn smart.

Manolete?!

Who the hell's Manolete?

The great Spanish bullfighter

I don't wanna write about no spic.

No, it's perfect! When in doubt, put on a cape! False noses and faux beards and flowing capes have been the life-blood of the actor's craft since the days of lrving and Booth. Imagine me in a glittering suit of lights on the dusky Andalusian plains--

Now remember he's a public figure who sought out that publicity so legally he can't stop us from--

Listen to you. You child! Men like him don't bother with things like legality. They don't have to. You know why, boy-o? Power. Power like you couldn't even begin to imagine.

Howard Hughes, he would just kill us. Hearst he would kill us and fuck everything we ever loved.

We're doing Hearst.

No, but I can imagine. What am I today? A "puny upstart" or a "spoiled dilettante" -- no, she wouldn't know how to spell that

"And how is the country to feel when this industry continues to employ bedraggled foreigners and swarthy refugees instead of real Americans? Doesn't Hollywood know there's a Depression on? Don't real Americans deserve work?"

Well, at least she's off KANE today

No she's not. Don't you get it, ya lunk? She's using code language to the studio bosses. "Bedraggled foreigners and swarthy refugees" -- who the hell do you think she's talking about?

Hedy Lamarr?

Jews. She's talking about Jews.

Who owns this town? Who runs every goddamn studio? The tribe, baby. These fuckers hear the word "Jew" and they start sweating. Like Ester Williams' pool they start sweating.

So they're Jews. . .

This is just the first shot. Maestro. Sooner or later she's gonna use the word. And all those boys know that there is only one thing this country hates more than the coloreds and that's the Jews.

Christ.

Me, I'm proud to be a Jew, I got no problem. You don't like it, fuck you. But with these guys it's like a dirty word. All they wanna be is good red- white-and-blue Americans, and the way they see it you can't be a good American and a Jew. So Sam Goldfish becomes Sam Goldwyn and David Selznick becomes David 0. Selznick -- like anyone's gonna think he's Irish for fuck's sake--

What does this have to do with--?

Believe you me, they're gonna do anything -- and I mean absolutely anything -- to stop that word from gettin' out.

What?! Are they going to kill me? Is that what they're going to do?!

If he had known about KANE before you made it, you'd be dead already.

It's too late. The movie's made

They won't let it out. Not Hearst. Not the other studio heads--

You wrote the damn thing, Mank Aren't you going to fight for it?!