Vincent van Gogh Olive grove I

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What are you talking about?’ demanded Dibbler. ‘We’re building it for Blown Away!’
‘Yes, yes, of course,’ said Silverfish soothingly. ‘And then afterwards, we can-’
‘Afterwards? There won’t be any afterwards! Haven’t you read the script? Detritus, show him the script!’
Detritus obligingly dropped the bed between them.
‘It’s your bed, Throat.’
‘Script, bed, calmly.
‘In a word – im-possible!’
‘That’s two words,’ said Dibbler.
‘There’s no way I can work on something like this,’ said Silverfish, ignoring the interruption. ‘I’ve tried to see your point of view, haven’t I? But you’ve taken moving pictures and you’re trying to , what’s the difference? Look . . . here . . . just above the carving . . . ‘ There was a pause while Silverfish read. It was quite a long one. Silverfish wasn’t used to reading matter that didn’t come in columns with totals at the bottom. Eventually he said, ‘You’re going . . . to . . . set it on ‘It’s historical. You can’t argue with history,’ said Dibbler smugly. ‘The city was burned down in the civil war, everyone knows that.’ Silverfish drew himself up. ‘The city might have been,’ he said stiffly, ‘but I didn’t have to find the budget for it! It’s recklessly extravagant!’ ‘I’ll pay for it somehow,’ said Dibbler