Listen to me, Larry. So she finishes her little docudrama…whatever the fuck it is. She sends it off to someone in New York, and while she’s waiting for an answer you should, forgive the expression, knock her up. Knock her up and then — Whoa! Los Angeles? What does Los Angeles got to do with it? A course in what? Advanced media? Advanced bullshit!
Richard Quine’s Bell Book and Candle (1958) in Gus Van Sant’s To Die For (1995).
