"Then write new material."
"I can't."
"The hell you can't. You've arrived, son. Cash in."
"Arrived? Sure, at the wrong station. I'm a fluke." Cooper was miserable. "You heard about the party Suidi's throwing for me?"
"I'm coming. You'll hear me cheering in your corner."
"Cheering. My God! They'll all be there.... Looking me over. Sizing me up. Me. A nothing. Making a fool of myself."
"Stop that, Sam. You're loaded with talent."
"Not me."
"They'll size you up and their eyes'll pop. What the hell is the matter with you? You deserve success. You've earned it. Don't you want it?"
"No, I don't want it. I just want to be left alone," Cooper shouted. "Leave me alone, for God's sake. I wish to Christ this'd never happened." He flung out of the house.