Poem: Who. Ha.

Give Al Pacino a line he can yell, make sure there’s a chance for him to say ‘fuck’, and preferably just as he’s hitting his volume’s peak.

But remember there needs to be a place to pause as well. A who. a ha. And then away he goes again, with RISING VOLUME as he

continues to speak. He’ll say all of the lines with a mouthful of scenery – he’ll be sure to …