
Kevin Scanlon for The New York Times
No.
In answer to your question, No, I am not feeling lucky. Do I object to being descriped as a punk? Also no, but mainly because I’m so scared right now. Yes, I have soiled myself and my bedsheets.
Well, because, here I am, sleeping, in my own apartment, when what should wake me up but the sound of Dirty Harry’s .44 Magnum in my face.
Yes, it’s a bit intrusive, if not surprising. I have no idea what I’ve done to incur your wrath, sir, but I have to say if I have done something to upset you there’s a fair chance I won’t remember it, considering the way my mind is racing with thoughts of “Oh God! He’s a got a gun to my head!”
Thank you. You can put it over on the table. Sorry; you can keep it right next to you. That sounds fair.
May I ask what you are doing here? You’ve broken into my residence at 3am. And as I stated before, I don’t believe I’ve ever crossed your path.
Sounds like a very interesting movie. Do you always do your research this way?
No. That’s what I thought. I had heard your an efficient actor and director, so it didn’t sound like you waste time on namby-pamby methods.
You must not be used to time off. I only say that because you’ve been putting out 2 films a year recently, and that often includes writing the score, although you’ve also started scoring movies for other people. It just sounds like you’ve developed a very busy work ethic, and it must be hard to turn that off temporarily.
Yes sir, I’ll shut up. Do you want a blanket? No, I wasn’t suggesting you sleep in my bed. You can sit watch if you like. I’d prefer, if it’s allright with you, to get the rest of my sleep now. I’ll just … lie down here …
Again, I apologize, I know I said I was going to shut up, but I just have to register my concern over how wierd this is. I mean, I could tell you some wierd stories involving a pig and a rhinoceros … no, seperately … no, this is not a pitch. I don’t care how fast you can shoot it, this is not a movie idea!
I didn’t mean to yell. I will go to sleep now. Good night, Mr. Eastwood.