"I see," said Lucinda thoughtfully. "The way to handle an actor is to let him have his own way."
"You got the idea," Mr. Lane approved without a smile.
"But suppose," she persisted—"suppose the leading man insists on doing something that doesn't suit the part he's supposed to play, I mean something so utterly out of character that it spoils the story?"
"Sure, that happens sometimes, too."
"What do you do then?"
"That's easy. What's your continuity writer for?"
"I don't know, Mr. Lane. You see, I don't even know what a continuity writer is."
"Why, he's the bird dopes out the continuity the director works from—you know, the scenes in a picture, the way they come out on the screen: Scene One, Scene Two, and all like that."
"You mean the playwright?"
"Well, yes; only in pictures he's called a continuity writer."