— Our last four days on earth. If I had a dick, I'd go get laid. But we can do the next best thing.
— What's that?
— Let's kill people.
A caravanserai...of billionaire playboy publishers and their blond nurses. Heiresses comparing inheritances on Gatsby's beach. My boss, Walter Chase, losing money at the roulette tables. Gossip columnists alongside... gangsters and governors exchanging telephone numbers. Film stars... Broadway directors... morality protectors...high school defectors.
Jak świat światem, rozrywka zawsze miała stokroć większe powodzenie od wielkiej sztuki.