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I can't publish your book, Denny I'm sorry Do you know what this will mean? Yes No, do you know what this will mean to us? Yes, actually, and I know that if I published it This means It would be catastrophic! Well, how do you know that? Have you just had a vision? A prophecy you must transmit? If this is tit-for-tat Then I'll make a decision I've decided you're a shit! Denny, language! I wish I could explain You wouldn't understand it This one has to be my call Yes, Mr. Seavering Whatever you "ordain!" Why not do it like we planned it? Help me; it helps us all! Denny, you don't have a clue! And it's crazy, but I do! This decision I swear, it's for the best Alright, John, it's been fun Starting now, this friendship's done! Maybe someday I can tell you all the rest No, John! I know how you work! I know how you grin You charm and pursue And promise and woo So long as you win! Or else you jump ship Abandon your friends I thought we had trust But John does what John must! And that's how it ends! You say that you know What happens from here? Yeah, typical fraud Who thinks he's a god Sure of his aim And how he's not the same So, John, to your health! Your inherited wealth! Your pathetic, prophetic veneer! Denny, please Don't touch me! You're just like that machine in there! No heart, no feelings, just spewing nonsense John, I've found something I think you need to see I'm coming, Gidger This book Or whatever it is of yours Is a marvelous thing, Denny I only hope for your sake no one ever reads it It's important, John Go. It's "important"
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