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Chuck Barris: I've got important things to think about here. I don't have time to fuck around with you.

Jim Byrd: Okay, I'll help you out with your little show. Tit for tat. That's the kinda guy I am. I've seen this Dating Game of yours, Chuck. And I have a thought.

Chuck Barris: What, now you're a television producer?

Jim Byrd: Hey, I'm John Q. Public when it comes to TV and that should make my opinion of interest to you.

Chuck Barris: [nods] Let's hear it then.

Jim Byrd: Well, what do you have now? The couple gets sent to some stupid second-rate Hollywood shitcan restaurant, right? Sets you back fifty bucks? That's not too exciting a prize to us vicarious living boobs out in TV-land.

Chuck Barris: Yeah, what's your point?

Jim Byrd: Up the stakes, Chuckles. Send 'em to some exotic locale. Europe, Southeast Asia, for example.

Chuck Barris: The network's not going to let me send two unmarried kids on vacation together.

Jim Byrd: Send 'em with a chaperone.

Chuck Barris: [beat] You know... that's not half bad.

Jim Byrd: I'm telling ya. And sometimes you can be the chaperone, Chuckie. Let's say we have a job for you in Austria. You, a successful TV producer, above suspicion, chaperones the young couple, and while you're there, you take care of some Company business. It's the perfect cover. TV producer by day, CIA operative by night.

Chuck Barris: I told you, I don't have to kill people for money anymore.

Jim Byrd: Chuck, when I said you fit our profile, very little of that had to do with you needing the money. Some of it, but very little. You liked it with Renda, Chuck. I saw it in your eyes. You liked it but you botched it. Don't you want to get really good at something, Chuck?

[Chuck meets a Pretty Woman at a party swimming in the pool and goes to talk with her in a secluded grotto]

Pretty Woman: [speaking seductively] Hi.

Chuck Barris: Hi.

Pretty Woman: I thought it was you.

Chuck Barris: [smiles and bows] It's me.

Pretty Woman: [still speaking seductively] I'm glad to meet you because I wanted to tell you that I've seen The Gong Show and I think you are the most insidious and despicable force in entertainment today.

Chuck Barris: [caught off-guard] Well...

Pretty Woman: [still speaking seductively] How dare you subject the rest of the world to your loathsome view of humanity.

Chuck Barris: I don't think it's that loathsome.

Pretty Woman: [still speaking seductively] What is it then? To mock some poor, lonely people who just crave a little attention in their lives. To destroy them. So everybody's not brilliantly talented. They're still people. They deserve respect and compassion. I mean, who the hell are you? What the fuck have you ever done that elevates you above the pathetic masses? Oh, I forgot, you created The Dating Game. Wow, right up there with the Sistine Chapel.

[Under duress, Chuck leaves]