Everybody has an agent these days

Cadillac Man has been homeless in New York City for about a decade. But now the Queens street dweller is banking on an unlikely ticket off the street: a book deal. Cadillac -- who is 56 and won't reveal his birth name -- caught the eye of the book industry after Esquire magazine published parts of his memoirs in May.

"I thought it was stunning," said Sloan Harris, an agent with International Creative Management Inc., which represents literary stars Carl Hiaasen and Toni Morrison. ... Although Harris never heard of a homeless man getting a book deal before, he added Cadillac to his roster of talent last month. The agent said a "major publisher" is courting his client, who spends his days squatting beneath an Astoria viaduct, scrawling his adventures longhand into notebooks.

I don't envy the intern who gets that transcription job.

EXT. - Astoria

In TELEPHOTO SHOT, we see PUBLISHING INTERN BIFF, carrying a briefcase, making his way across piles of trash and between the rusting carcasses of abandoned cars. He approaches a railroad embankment and walks along until he reaches a trestle.

        BIFF

   Mr. Cadillac Man? Hello?

BIFF wanders around until he finds, behind a rusting dumpster, a decrepit, long-dead Cadillac.

        BIFF

   Hello, Mr. Cadillac Man? I've got your proofs!


        CADILLAC MAN (off)

   Fucking Bush! Rumsfield and undisclosed location
   put Rove in a tunnel you can still hear him!
   Goddamn Republican shits!


        BIFF

   Sir, I've got the latest transcriptions.


        CADILLAC MAN (off)

   Oh, it's you, Biff. I thought it was those
   fucking Secret Service agents.

Also: This chick got a book and movie deal based on her blog, and that chick seems poised to do the same.