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August 14, 2007

Fuglicia Keys

HARVEY WEINSTEIN: So anyway, like I was saying, you are magic on Grey's Anatomy. Just magic.

ALICIA KEYS: On... excuse me?

HARVEY: The way you play the mother of that guy... you know, the one who got fired... sparks fly off the screen. I'm serious.

ALICIA: Wait, I think you might be...

HARVEY: I haven't been so turned on by an older woman since you were on Dynasty. Those were some serious turbans. Serious SEX turbans. If you hadn't been Blake's half-sister, that could've been hot, I tell ya.

ALICIA: Did you just say "sex turbans"?

HARVEY: You're goddamn right I did. Listen, let's do lunch. Or dinner. Or brunch. Except I don't care for the cantaloupe, so maybe not brunch.

ALICIA: I don't want to be rude, but I'm not...

HARVEY: Honey, I want to be in the Diahann Carroll business. Let's make it happen. You look GREAT for your age, Diahann, although we might want to rethink that spelling. It makes my intestines throb.

ALICIA: How about we spell it "Alicia Keys"? I'm 27, and I'm a singer. Seriously, you have NO idea who I am?

HARVEY: Keys? Never heard of it. But I like the cut of your jib. Not the cut of your dress, though, we'll have to change the whole thing. And the shoes -- you look lost in 1988, like you're a bitch in search of a lily pond.

ALICIA: I'll have you know I've won several...

HARVEY: Are you sure you're 27? My Nana once wore that to the pictures.

ALICIA: Well, I'm 27 if IMDb says I'm 27, you get me?

HARVEY: You've got moxie, I'll give you that. Okay, we can still do lunch -- I've been wanting to do a project. It's called Diahann Carroll: Hell Yeah. Or maybe, Bitch In Search Of A Lily Pond. It could be a documentary. Or a reality show. Or a dark revenge bodice-ripper set in the cutthroat world of Olympic archery. Quentin can direct. You in? You could play Diahann. Man, that woman could slit a jugular.

ALICIA: I don't think that happened on Dynasty. Or Julia. Or anything she did.

HARVEY: It did if I say it did. Have your people call my people. And then have them burn those clothes.

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