(pt 6)

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[A week later, Rob walks up to David's apartment door and knocks but then quickly enters. David is sitting on the floor in the living room among several magazines. He is wearing only a t-shirt and boxers.]

ROB: Hey, man.
DAVID: [not even looking up from the page] Hey.
ROB: Are you going to get ready?
DAVID: Yeah, yeah ... in a second.
ROB: Because, you know we have to be at the school in like half an hour.
DAVID: Yeah, I know.

[There's a small pause. David stares at the magazine.]

ROB: So we should probably go now.
DAVID: Right.
ROB: So get up!
DAVID: Let me ask you your opinion about something.
ROB: Okay.
DAVID: Take a look at this girl.

[David shows Rob the picture in the magazine. He's looking at porn.]

ROB: Wow, that's a lot of vagina.
DAVID: Yeah, but look past that. Her eyes.
ROB: Did I just catch you in a moment?
DAVID: What?
ROB: You know, did I just catch you -- you know --
DAVID: Oh no, no, no. Well, maybe a little bit but nothing serious. I am sitting in a bunch of porn.
ROB: Why are you sitting around in a bunch of porn?
DAVID: Research, buddy.
ROB: For the movie?
DAVID: I want to have a clear vision of what I want before going down there.
ROB: And you're going to find it in these magazines?
DAVID: It'll help me get an idea.
ROB: [picks up a magazine and flips through it briefly] Unless your girl needs to be skilled in spreading her buttcheeks like this classy gal [shows the picture to David] I'm not sure you're going to find her in the pages of Juggs.
DAVID: Did you know that was a real magazine? I thought that was just in Married ... with Children.
ROB: I don't know if we really want a porn star look for the lead.
DAVID: But see, this is what we need. Someone that can be so hot you'll disgrace yourself to her but can still have a kind of warmth or normalness about her.
ROB: Normalness? These aren't space aliens, David.
DAVID: You know what I mean though. Someone that's extremely hot naked but still has a lot of character about her. Like something deeper.
ROB: So, what, you're flipping throgh porn mags to look at everyone's eyes?
DAVID: Sort of, yeah. I mean boobs aren't bad either but I'm -- I'm doing research.
ROB: Did you buy all of these as the same time?
DAVID: Yeah. In retrospect I probably should have spread it out over a couple of days.
ROB: You get some weird looks?
DAVID: Girl scouts were selling cookies in front of the store.
ROB: Oh no, not the kids.
DAVID: And one came inside for something or other, to go to the bathroom or something, looked right at me, then at the stack.
ROB: Did she say anything to you?
DAVID: "Why do you need so many?"
ROB: Shut up. Really? She knew what they were?
DAVID: I don't know. I mean, I was buying ten magazines. Maybe she thought they were just a bunch of Sports Illustrated or something but I felt like a monster.
ROB: A foot fetish magazine?
DAVID: Excuse me?
ROB: [bends down and picks up a magazine from the floor] A foot fetish magazine. I've never actually seen one of these in real life.
DAVID: Yeah.
ROB: All that's in here are feet. Were you looking for the perfect feet for her, too?
DAVID: Why I have this is neither here nor there. [takes magazine and tosses it aside, standing up]
ROB: Aw, gyah-- [turns his head away in disgust]
DAVID: We just have to make sure this girl --
ROB: Dude, hide the boner.
DAVID: Oh, sorry, man.
ROB: You have to stop obsessing over this one part. We've got three to cast today, mabe more depending on how we write the script. We have more than just this girl to pick.
DAVID: All right, all right.
ROB: And he's poking out again.
DAVID: Ah, jeez --
ROB: So go think about baseball and get dressed. Squibs is already down there with the crew.
DAVID: Okay.

[David heads for the bedroom but Rob puts his hand on his chest to stop him. Rob smiles.]

ROB: So feet, huh?
DAVID: More like calves.
ROB: Never would have guessed.
DAVID: And ankles.
ROB: Really? Ankles?
DAVID: At least it's not toes, right? [heads for the bedroom]
ROB: Yeah, like that's weirder than ankles.

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