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Uh, I want the entire stage clear,

and Lucky, only actors, okay?

Okay, copy that.

Yeah, and Lucky, make sure the

journalist finds her way out.

She's making people nervous.

Of course.

To be honest, I don't really get

what the controversy is.

The Armenian Genocide was the first

race-extermination in modern history.

Do you know how Hitler encouraged his

generals on the eve of the Holocaust?

He said; "Who today speaks of the

annihilation of the Armenians?"

Can you understand the

implication of that statement?

I don't know. Can you?

Cambodia. Rwanda. Sudan.

It's even happening right now,

right in front of our eyes...

over and over and over again...

like a nightmare repeating

itself all over the world.

And our instinct

is to look away.

To deny that anything's

happening. We do nothing.

So now you're doing

something... a play.

I like to think it raises...

Awareness... right? These are very

nice talking points, Mr. West.

But it's the victims who are

most offended by this play.

They see it as an insult

to their memory.

In fact, some of them are protesting

outside the theater right now.

They're protesting you.

You're running off with a married

Armenian woman, Mr. West.

You are the bad guy.

Hello?

You

will lose everything, Simon.

Who are you? How did you

get this number?

Your play is coming to life.

What? What did you say?

The Turk is

stealing your wife as we speak.

Hello? Hel...

Hey man, what the hell!

James. I thought it was...

Who? You thought it was who,

Simon? What's going on?

James, do you love her?

What? No. No. Look, I just came

down here to apologize.

I know I might have

a reputation...

I'm talking about the play.

In 1915, do you love her?

Uh, I guess.

James, when we look into your eyes,

we have to see this growing love.

Beat by beat, your brutality

is falling apart.

The Colonel doesn't know it yet,

but he's falling in love...

with the enemy's wife.

Keep walking! It's going

to be a long walk!

You're the last one, miss.

I just feel I'm forgetting

something.

You'll be back soon.

This is only temporary.

You keep a clean house.

It feels like... home.

Colonel, how will my husband

know where we've gone?

What is your name, pretty one?

Ani.

You don't have to worry, Ani.

You'll be safe.

You're in my hands now.

What happened? Who

turned off the lights?

- I had her in my hands...

- Angela!

Well, what happened?

Lights!

It is night... one

hour before the big premiere.

You're supposed to be in your

room, but I can't find you.

You're at the top of the

stairs. You can't hide forever.

You are walking down

the stairs.

Who's baby is this again?

Remember, Angela?

Mommy!

You have to remember.

Remember how you used to sing?

Face the truth, Angela.

You can't hide forever.

You're sick, my darling.

Your only cure is the truth.

Angela, the denial must end.

It must end.

Remember, Angela, remember.

Remember. Remember. Remember.

Angela, come to me. Up here,

Angela. Follow my voice.

- Simon!

- Angela, come back!

Angela!

Angela, what happened?

Angela, talk to me,

what happened?

You should see your face.

We need to get back into

character. Come...

Can't you just leave her alone?

It's none of your business,

James.

Yes, it is our business.

You are destroying her, can't

you see? Just let her be Angela!

Oh, because you think this

is Angela? Well, she's not.

This is an Angela

she's invented for herself.

You don't understand.

You're in denial, too.

All of you are in denial!

The reporter was right.

This isn't my cause...

and this sure as hell

isn't my goddamn method.

It is night. One hour

before the big premiere.

You're supposed to be in your

room, but I can't find you.

You are at the top

of the stairs.

I don't want to do this. I don't

even know what you're talking about.

Angela, just close your eyes

and listen to me.

This is the lamest story ever.

You couldn't put a cat to sleep

with this stupid story.

Angela, I don't have time

for this.

What?

It's James. He's leaving.

James, what's happening?

I'm through.

This was never my role to begin with.

The damn uniform doesn't even fit.

James, please.

They hate you, Simon.

Even the Armenians hate you.

I didn't sign up for this.

I didn't, either, none of us did.

This is the way it's written.

You know what, Tony can play the

part. He knows all the lines.

You can't leave, James! You

have a responsibility!

You have to save Angela!

There's no way out, James.

No way out.

Hello, yes, this is Jeffrey Laufton

from the Los Angeles Theatre.

I'd like to report

death threats.

Anyone up there? Hello?

Such a beautiful tune...

the one that Angela sings.

What are you doing here?

I've been following your career

for a long time, Mr. Mamoulian.

You had a very nice career.

Those quirky, ethnic comedies

made everyone happy.

Made a lot of money, too.

And?

And... then everything ended.

Just one hour before your big

premiere, the show was cancelled...

and all of a sudden you

and your wife just... vanished.

Ask your question, Ms. Lopez.

Why are you really doing this

play, Mr. Mamoulian? Why now?

Why have you returned

to this theater?

Don't you think it's dangerous

to fiddle with memories...

to play with the past?

You seduce a tired, old actress

out of retirement.

You exploit the hope of an

eight-year-old orphan.

You give the lead to a celebrity

with no connection to the cause.

And your poor wife...

what are you doing to her?

Who are you?

You still don't know.

After all this time you still

don't recognize me.

I'm such a terrible actress

that you don't recognize me...

even as I stand right...

under... your... nose.

No.

It's me, Simon.

The phone calls. The sandbags.

The leaks. It was you.

You weren't listening, Simon. I was trying

to warn you, and you weren't listening.

You know when you first gave me the

script, I was a little surprised.

I thought, "This isn't the

tribute he promised."

I never promised a tribute.

I said we would face the truth.

Face the truth. You said it so many times I

began to wonder, you know, really wonder.

What truth does he mean? Does he

mean the truth of the genocide?

Or... the truth

of what happened here?

There's no difference.

Don't get me wrong, Simon. I think

it's brilliant. I really do.

I mean, bringing her back here,

it's so creative.

It's... it's what we always

talked about, right?

How theater can actually heal.

But you can't heal Angela by sending

her off with another man. A Turk.

That's unforgivable, Simon. I can't

let you ruin yourself like that.

Yeah, so you cross-dress like a

lunatic and you sabotage my play.

You don't get it.

I'm saving the play.

Don't you see what's

happening here?

It's the 100th anniversary. The

Armenian people need a victory.

They need an Armenian hero.

Come on, Simon.

You know it, deep down.

You know what has to be done.

The Colonel...

you want to play the Colonel.

Because it's Ani's husband who comes

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