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Peter Appleton:
He says I'm a communist. In fact, this very moment, some grey little FBI guy, in a grey little FBI suit, is hunched over my screenplay, checking it, line by line, for the poisonous Marxist propaganda which surely lurks therein. Hope they check the spelling. I can always use help with that. Jerry the Bartender:
You're babbling, pal. Peter Appleton:
'Ashes to Ashes', my movie! Could've been good, even with the stupid dog. My 'Grapes of Wrath', my shot at doing something really good, something... [pause, then in greater anguish] Peter Appleton:
Something!
He says I'm a communist. In fact, this very moment, some grey little FBI guy, in a grey little FBI suit, is hunched over my screenplay, checking it, line by line, for the poisonous Marxist propaganda which surely lurks therein. Hope they check the spelling. I can always use help with that. Jerry the Bartender:
You're babbling, pal. Peter Appleton:
'Ashes to Ashes', my movie! Could've been good, even with the stupid dog. My 'Grapes of Wrath', my shot at doing something really good, something... [pause, then in greater anguish] Peter Appleton:
Something!
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In fact at this very moment some gray little FBI guy
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in a gray little FBI suit
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is hunched over my screenplay checking it line by line
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for the poisonous Marxist propaganda which surely lurks therein
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Hope they check for spelling
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I can always use help with that You're babbling
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Ashes to Ashes my movie
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Movie Summary
In 1951, a blacklisted Hollywood writer gets into a car accident, loses his memory and settles down in a small town where he is mistaken for a long-lost son.

