Vivian:So you do get up, I was beginning to think you worked in bed like Marcel Proust. Marlowe:Who's he? Vivian:You wouldn't know him, a French writer. Marlowe:Come into my boudoir.
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Vivian:So you do get up, I was beginning to think you worked in bed like Marcel Proust. Marlowe:Who's he? Vivian:You wouldn't know him, a French writer. Marlowe:Come into my boudoir.