To lay eyes on it, you must first get past security at the gate to the 142-acre complex, then find your way to a nondescript beige building. On the second floor, behind a door labeled "Syncopy," an assistant will check to see if your name is on an elite list of people allowed, one at a time, into an office to see it.
No note taking is allowed, no pictures, and definitely no photocopies as you read the dog-eared, slightly faded, only physical copy of a document potentially worth hundreds of millions of dollars: a movie screenplay.
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