Steve Randall

[first lines]

Narrator:
This is Hollywood. It's a town like any other town. There may be a few more pretty girls because of the pull of motion picture studios, but otherwise just another American town - overcrowded, too much traffic, a main street full of the same kind of sucker traps and men of every possible assortment... honest men, fools, clergyman, businessmen, tramps. And this is Steve Randall who knows Hollywood like the palm of this hand - for Steve Randall, in his own way, is a composite of Hollywood. He's seen everything a man can see anywhere and has been disillusioned by most of it - and he belongs in Hollywood for its fame and its so-called glamour are magnets for the money hungry riff-raff of the outside world, and they bring their greed to Steve Randall's town and greed's companion is trouble, and that's fine for Steve Randall - for trouble is his business.

[last lines]

Steve Randall:
Steve Randall, attorney-at-law... no more doin' the dirty work for every lawyer in town.

[chuckles]

Steve Randall:
Now, at last, you'll be doin' the dirty work exclusively for yourself!