He hurriedly busied himself at the computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he typed. He typed the idea, the treatment, and the first scene.
While watching TV with his wife that evening, a trailer for a new movie came on.
“Oh, no!” cried the scriptwriter, his palm slapping his forehead.
“What’s wrong?” his wife asked, looking at him with concern.
The scriptwriter’s eyes remained closed as he replied, “Hollywood beat me to it.”