Plukas, Roland


Meghan Stephan: Hi, Roland.

Plukas: Hey, Meghan. What's shaking?

MS:: The usual. Working for the man, watching D'Angelo take all the credit for my work.

RP: Don't you mean my work?

MS: I'm not sure what you mean.

RP: Forget it. I didn't mean anything.

MS: Are you sure? It sounds like something is bothering you.

RP: The usual. Working for the man, thinking of new ways to market the Triceratops.

MS: No one does it better.

RP: Gee, thanks. Save it for my obit.

MS:: Well, look who woke up on the morbid side of the bed this morning.

RP: Sorry, I guess I'm just a little burnt. Were you going to ask me something?

MS: Oh well. Back to business. We need some new concepts for the Gallimimus. Chris is convinced they're the next big thing.

RP: I think they're stupid.

MS: Never underestimate the public's ability to latch on to stupid things, my tormented friend. Can I see some concepts by Friday?

RP: Whatever you say, boss.


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