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Convert ellipses in TOWTF-part-2 to Unicode.

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 Joey: Hey guys! Guess what? I got a part!
 
-Everybody else: Gee that's great ... What part is it?
+Everybody else: Gee that's great What part is it?
 
 Joey: Remember that biker that sees Roark's recreation camp at the beginning of the fourth part? Well, I'm playing his college buddy!
 
 
 [The screen bubbles into the Caribbean island. The fountain-boys are standing near the beach talking, the girls are standing at the back of the frame. Everybody clothes are in worse condition, which indicates they been there for quite a while. Dominique walks towards the men, and it is clear from her expression that she's angry.]
 
-Dominique: Howard, [she arrives at the boys' location] we've been on this island for three days now. We're sick of eating coconuts. We're sick of eating mangos...
+Dominique: Howard, [she arrives at the boys' location] we've been on this
+island for three days now. We're sick of eating coconuts. We're sick of eating 
+mangos…
 
 Roark: Ehhhm, Honey? Mangos don't grow in the Caribbean?
 
 
 Roark: No, they are a native plant of the Old World.
 
-Dominque: Then we're sick of eating... whatever we ate. Will you get us out of this island?
+Dominque: Then we're sick of eating… whatever we ate. Will you get us out of
+this island?
 
 Roark: We are discussing how to get out of here right now.
 
 
 Catherine: Saw what?
 
-Brigitte: This island... is the most powerful avant-garde artwork I have ever seen. I must buy it from you!
+Brigitte: This island… is the most powerful grandiose artwork I have ever
+seen. I must buy it from you!
 
 Dominique: Well, we don't really own this island, so I guess you can have it for free.
 
 Brigitte: Really?
 
-Dominique: On one condition...
+Dominique: On one condition
 
 Elizabeth: This yacht you said you have - can we board it and get the hell out of here?
 
 [ Cut to the fountain-boys. They are sitting in the middle of the island's plant growth, and still discussing the possible ways of getting out of the island. Brigitte passes by, leading a group of art enthusiasts.]
 
-Brigitte: [stops] And here we can see the New-York architect Howard Roark; his good friend Peter Keating the publicist [Peter raises his hand and waves at the crowd]; and Gail Wynand, the newspaper tycoon and famous American playboy...
+Brigitte: [stops] And here we can see the New-York architect Howard Roark; his good friend Peter Keating the publicist [Peter raises his hand and waves at the crowd]; and Gail Wynand, the newspaper tycoon and famous American playboy…
 
 Wynand: Famous international playboy.
 
-Brigitte: ...famous international playboy. They are one of the island's most important aanimated details. Their presence amplify the irony in the situation those three women faced...
+Brigitte: …famous international playboy. They are one of the island's most important aanimated details. Their presence amplify the irony in the situation those three women faced…
 
 [A black man approaches the three men from the other side.]
 
 
 Keating: Gee, that's nice of them.
 
-Roark: Yeah, it would have taken us several more days to finish this discussion. [They rise and start following Rob. ] Regarding what you said about the bonfire...
+Roark: Yeah, it would have taken us several more days to finish this discussion. [They rise and start following Rob. ] Regarding what you said about the bonfire…
 
 [Cut to Jamaica, the fountain-girls are dressed in clean light dresses and sit next to a table]
 
 
 Roark: Yep.
 
-Wynand: So, what do you want to do next? I can arrange for another yacht tour, or we can go to Florida and explore the swamps...
+Wynand: So, what do you want to do next? I can arrange for another yacht tour, or we can go to Florida and explore the swamps
 
 Keating: Actually, Gail, I think we had enough recreation for now, and Howard and I will just head back to New-York.
 
-Wynand: Oh come on! Surely, there's something you'd like to do...
+Wynand: Oh come on! Surely, there's something you'd like to do
 
-Roark: Hmmm... not really. And besides, you're Gail Wynand and you can arrange everything so it kind of renders all the fun out of it...
+Roark: Hmmm not really. And besides, you're Gail Wynand and you can arrange everything so it kind of renders all the fun out of it
 
 Keating: Hold it right there! But, what if we go <b>against</b> Gail Wynand.
 
 
 Roark: No.
 
-Keating: Me neither. Let's run for it...
+Keating: Me neither. Let's run for it
 
 [The two are running in the streets of the town, and the Mexicans chase them and shoot bullets at them. The camera cuts to a Mexican man who overseas the chase, he then shouts at the chasing gang.]
 
 
 Roark: Peter, I have a confession to make. I didn't really show it, but I actually like you. And I really appreciate how you helped me and Cameron.
 
-Keating: Gee, Roark, it's nice to hear that. I will cherish that thought for the next couple of... minutes.
+Keating: Gee, Roark, it's nice to hear that. I will cherish that thought for the next couple of minutes.
 
 [The Indian crowd start cheering and shouting. Long shot, then close up on the Indian chieftain who is standing in the middle of the platform. He knocks three times with his staff, and the crowd silences.]
 
 
 [Cut to the edge of a cliff in Texas near the Mexican border. The three men are climbing there after having crossed the Rio Grande. They look awful.]
 
-Keating: Heh... Heh...
+Keating: Huh… Huh…
 
-Wynand: Heh... We made it... We made it...
+Wynand: Huh… We made it We made it
 
 Keating: Yes, finally we're safe, on the right side of the border. Gail, you didn't affect Americans to hunt us too, did you?
 
 
 Dominique: It's our ten months anniversary.
 
-Roark: [starts to unwrap it] Thank you, that's ... wait a second! Is this what you have in mind: a relationship full of gifts, memos, candlelight dinners... and dates?
+Roark: [starts to unwrap it] Thank you, that's … wait a second! Is this what you have in mind: a relationship full of gifts, memos, candlelight dinners… and dates?
 
 Dominique: Yes, what's wrong with that?
 
 
 Keating: Yes, really nice.
 
-Catherine: You know, I've been thinking about our relationship too...
+Catherine: You know, I've been thinking about our relationship too
 
 Keating: [looks at the two arguing couples.] Oh no.
 
 
 [Keating and Catherine kiss each other, then exit the frame. Cut to the dock. It's night and  Roark, Dominique, Wynand and Elizabeth are standing there, looking at the ocean. Catherine and Keating join them.]
 
-Dominique: Aren't you guys going to ... you know?
+Dominique: Aren't you guys going to  you know?
 
 Catherine: Oh no. We decided that we'll give me time to get along with Peter's mother, and stuff. And then, one quiet night, when we're both composed and relaxed… In any case, right now we want to spend some time with our friends.
 
 
 Roark: Gail, you didn't go to high school.
 
-Keating: Yeah, you were born on Hell's Kitchen and...
+Keating: Yeah, you were born on Hell's Kitchen and
 
 Wynand: Oh, that. That's just a cover story! My father is loaded, and is still alive.
 
 
 Monica: You know, our story seems a bit strange in comparison to the original work.
 
-Chandler: I'd say: none of the good guys commits any crimes, and the bad guys... well we don't have any bad guys.
+Chandler: I'd say: none of the good guys commits any crimes, and the bad guys well we don't have any bad guys.
 
 Joey: You know, I wonder what Ayn Rand would have thought about it.
 
 
 [Toohey sits down.]
 
-Wynand: Mr. Toohey, you're fired. Moreover, I'll make sure you'll never be able to publish a single word again...
+Wynand: Mr. Toohey, you're fired. Moreover, I'll make sure you'll never be able to publish a single word again
 
 Toohey: Mr. Wynand, [rises up and shakes Wynand's hand] I can't thank you enough, wait here.
 
 Toohey: Your actions will enable me to launch my new career as a saxophone player. [He shows his saxophone.] Hear this!
 
 [Toohey plays his saxophone - he rocks. Wynand listens to the music and nods
-his head with content.]
+with content.]
 
 [ <b>The End</b> ]