Ellie Parker Page #6
Ook, I was wondering
what are you doing.
Do you... Do you have any time
lately, 'cause I'm free and...
and if you wanted to come over.
I... I... Yeah, sure, now?
Now now?
Hold on.
- Hi, how are you?
- Good, how are you?
- Good to see you.
- Good to see you too.
Double kiss. Hey, I'm sorry
about the other night.
No, no, it's fine.
It's totally fine.
- Come in. Hey, cool bag.
- Thanks.
Yeah, it's from Guatemala. I got
it when I visited Central America.
Really? That's interesting.
I'd love to go there.
It's great, really incredible.
You'd love to go there.
- Okay, come in.
- Okay.
It's hard to explain,
but I kind of feel...
I sort of feel like this huge
sense of relief, you know?
I feel...
liberated.
But then, on the other hand,
I also feel...
sad, you know?
Kind of like someone died.
I don't know what to do with myself.
I don't know how to be alone and...
- I don't know how to be alone either.
- Really?
Yeah, I mean... Do you have
a thing like voices in your head?
- You mean like...?
- Not like "kill, kill, kill", like...
Yeah, right.
But yeah, that's why I do what
I do, that's why I love to act.
It's a creative outlet, it's putting
it somewhere, you know?
You wanna hear
something really weird?
My therapist has a crush on me.
That's kind of what's supposed to
happen a little bit, it's called...
Transference, I know.
But this is not that.
This is seriously awkward.
I don't know, it's...
I feel like she's undressing me
right there, on the couch.
Every time I'm about to leave I walk
away thinking I'm gonna feel good...
then she says something negative,
as if to say "Come back, love me.
- Need me, need me, need me. "
- That's what's supposed to happen.
You kind of...
It's a kind of controlled
mini nervous breakdown.
I know. Do you wanna know something?
I'll let you in on something.
Therapist, the rapist.
- What do you mean?
- It means the same thing.
Spell out "therapist", break it up
to 2 words:
"the rapist".That's what it means,
that's what she's doing...
That was weird.
Well, I'm definitely gay.
What?
I wasn't totally sure until now.
I've done stuff with guys and women
but I didn't really know.
Thanks a lot for crystallizing it.
I appreciate it.
Are you f***ing kidding me?
Wait, I don't...
Sorry. I don't have anything.
We used a condom, it's...
That's not the point.
Oh, my God. Idiot!
Oh, my God!
- I can't believe you!
- I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
You have to go, okay?
I can't take this.
I didn't mean to do anything f***ed
up like that. I'm really sorry.
I don't believe this. This is not
happening. How did you...?
- I was thinking about Johnny Depp.
- Oh, my God.
I'm embarrassed.
I didn't know that... I didn't know.
I can't believe it. I'm an
experiment all of a sudden, right?
Are you 15 years-old? You should've
figured this out a long time ago!
Who are you?
You gotta go, okay? Just get your
f***ing clothes and get out of here.
Take your shoes
and don't forget your little purse!
- It's not a purse, it's a bag.
- It's a purse!
I've seen the same one in Urban
Outfitters in the women's section.
That's the closest you'll ever going
to get to Guatemala. Go! Oh, God!
- I'm going, I'm sorry.
- I feel violated!
You have two new messages.
First new message.
Hey, Ellie, it's me, Justin. Hi.
I haven't been able to take a dump
since you've been gone.
Roses are red
Violets are too
I miss you so much
My balls are blue
Message erased.
Sent today at 12:37.
Ellie, this is Dennis.
Don't hang up.
You got a callback
for "Delta Breeze".
I'd love to drag you out of your
retirement. It'd be great to do.
So give me a ring
and we'll set that up, okay?
Take care. Bye-bye.
Message saved.
Sitting on that front porch,
I stared at your eyes for hours.
That terrible night,
the storm ripped and...
Yeah, momma.
F***.
Nice dress.
Ellie, hi. I'm so glad that
you're here. You look great.
- You don't think it's too much?
- No, it's perfect. Et me tell you:
It's intense in there. It's been a
sort of a nightmarish movie so far.
I just wanted you to know before
you go in so you can be prepared.
- But you look beautiful.
- Thank you.
Really, really.
Everyone, this is Ellie Parker.
Smash, you remember Ellie?
So nice to see you again.
These are the new producers.
What happened
to the other producers?
We are paying for this movie now.
We fired those
plastic Hollywood idiots.
F***ing idiots. Plastic.
- We are making a real movie.
- Oh, cool.
Art.
Not sh*t art.
There's too much light in here.
Do you have the new scene?
New scene?
F***ing c*nt.
Is that a wedding dress?
Are you getting married?
Marriage is for beasts!
- Ook, what new scene? I didn't...
- Very simple, a few lines.
They encapsulate
the entire meaning of love.
Sorry to spring this on you, Ellie.
If you wanna take a minute...
We just wanna see your mouth move.
Eugene's gonna be reading
this with you. Eugene.
Have a seat, right?
Where's the lines? Who has a light?
Far be it from me to air my...
Stop, stop.
- There.
- Very nice. Very nice.
Much better.
Far be it from me to air
my opinion, Mr. O'Malley...
but I believe in a single God...
and a single nation.
Not two Americas.
This is worth fighting for!
You're a lady of mighty fine opinions
and a beautiful woman too.
Why, Mr. O'Malley...
it's getting kind of late to be
out without a chaperone.
I can see the butterflies!
So pretty.
We should head back.
Although I love the swamp at dusk.
I miss my husband.
Well, then allow me to comfort you.
Oh, Mr. O'Malley.
- That was great. Totally great.
- Great.
That was perfect, Ellie.
Do you know the meaning of love?
Ove is sh*t.
Do you guys want her
to do this again? One more time?
Do you guys want her to do this
again? Should we do another...
Come on, Ellie. That was great.
Have fun in Los Angeles.
I am so sorry.
That was really, really good. They're
really weird and kind of intense.
- Whatever.
- Can I talk to you for a second?
- I need to have some words with you.
- I wanna apologize. I'll be right in.
- Goodbye, Nellie.
- Ellie.
Goodbye.
I wanna take you to dinner and talk
about Justin. I am so sorry, Ellie.
I'm sorry.
F***!
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