[who will get the last brownie?]
Anna Scott:
Wait, what about me?
Max:
Sorry, you think *you* deserve the brownie?
Anna Scott:
Well a shot at it at least huh?
William:
Well, you'll have to fight me for it, this is a very good brownie.
Anna Scott:
I've been on a diet every day since I was nineteen, which basically means I've been hungry for a decade. I've had a series of not nice boyfriends, one of whom hit me. Ah, and every time I get my heart broken, the newspapers splash it about as though it's entertainment. And it's taken two rather painful operations to get me looking like this.
Honey:
Really?
Anna Scott:
Really. And, one day not long from now, my looks will go, they will discover I can't act and I will become some sad middle-aged woman who looks a bit like someone who was famous for a while.
Max:
[long pause]
Nah, nice try gorgeous, but you don't fool anyone.
William:
Pathetic effort to hog the brownie.
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