S1m0ne Page #7

There you go again

blaming yourself.

Can't you see

what she's done to you?

She's taking advantage.

Mocking you.

You deserve better

than Simone.

- I have to go, Dad.

- Okay.

Oh, sure.

She comes in all the time.

- Really?

- Mm-hmm.

- Is she nice?

- We've become very close.

She told me she wanted to look

at my script next week.

- Jane?

- Got to go.

I'm leaving early.

If anybody needs me

I'll be at the beach house

having dinner

with a certain someone.

Elaine Christian

please.

Elaine.

Hi.

Hi.

I was in the neighbourhood.

I just thought I'd drop by.

You don't use

the front door anymore?

Uh... no.

When is she coming over?

- About now.

- Oh.

Okay. I'll just stay

until she gets here.

Well, she's...

already here.

What?

Elaine...

Simone is not coming

over tonight

or any other night.

- I want you back, Elaine.

- I want you back, too.

Oh, Viktor!

Wait! Viktor!

This is crazy.

Who are we kidding?

I can't compete

with Simone.

- Well...

- What woman can?

I'd rather have you

than Simone.

- Believe me.

- Oh. That's so sweet.

No, but I can't

let you do that...

make that kind

of sacrifice.

- No. No.

- God, this is strange.

You know, I have stabbed

people in the back

and clawed and slept

my way to where I am.

- But...

- You have?

Well, it goes

with the territory.

But for some reason

I can't betray Simone.

I can't. There's a goodness

to her, Viktor.

- No, there's nothing to her.

- Oh, Viktor.

You say that now

but in the morning

- You would go back to her.

- No. No.

- You would, Viktor.

- She's gonna retire.

- She'll never work again.

- Her public will demand that she does.

- Not if I don't let her.

- You?

- Yeah.

- How can you stop her?

I'm gonna tell you

a secret now, Elaine.

Simone isn't

a real person.

I invented her.

Every actor

is an invention.

- Elaine...

- Please.

You're lucky she's loyal enough

to stay with you.

Maybe she's staying

out of pity.

Who knows? I mean, she certainly

doesn't need you.

Listen, she's thin air.

- She's pixels.

- What?

Computer code

moulded by me

from a mathematical

equation

I inherited

from a madman.

How much have you

had to drink?

There is no Simone.

- I'm Simone.

- You're Simone?

I've done the impossible.

I have recreated

the infinite nuances

of a human being...

a human soul.

I have taken nothing

and made it something.

I have breathed life

into a machine.

- I made a miracle.

- Viktor, please stop.

- Please.

- I swear, Elaine.

As God is my judge

I swear.

I made Simone.

I made her.

- You made Simone?

- Yes.

Viktor...

she made you.

You b*tch.

I'll destroy you.

Bravo!

Yes! Yes! Yes!

Had a rough night?

Let's see if they still

love you after this.

You made me?

I made you first.

Well, we're back

on 'Good Morning, Good Day, '

and we are here once again

with the incomparable Simone.

Simone, before the break

you were taking a rather

controversial position.

I just think

all elementary schools

should have a firing range.

How else can the children learn

to defend themselves?

If there is a hole

in the ozone layer

how come I can't see it?

lmmigration? God!

Isn't it crowded enough?

But God created

furry animals to be worn.

Have you ever tasted

dolphin?

Pan-fried with a little

garlic and fennel?

Everybody always talks about

the negatives of cigarettes.

But look at the benefits.

I mean, you don't

eat as much.

And you've got something

to hold in your hand.

We always knew Simone

wasn't like other celebrities.

- Oh, no.

- She speaks her mind.

She certainly does.

It's plastic, Hank.

I know that's the way

you'd want it.

She killed you, Hank.

Now she's killing me.

She's a serial killer.

But I don't know

how to stop her.

I mean, she's taken on

a life of her own.

I can't

just come clean...

you know, make

some confession... because...

I've defrauded millions.

They'd turn on me.

I just can't put the genie

back in the bottle, because...

if she suddenly

stopped working

you know, just dropped

out of sight

they'd never

let it rest.

I tried killing

her career...

but they like her

even more.

What am I gonna do?

Not another word, Hank.

You are truly a genius.

Thank you, Hank.

Thank you.

What's the matter

Viktor?

You look so sad.

Don't you love me

anymore?

It's over, isn't it?

I know what

you're thinking, Simone.

This is

a phoney-baloney world.

We're all living

one big lie

so, why shouldn't

you live, too?

You're more authentic than

all these people who worship you.

And that's the problem.

You're looking

at the real fraud.

I told myself this was

all about the work.

But if that were

the truth

it wouldn't matter

to me

that you get

all the attention.

And it does.

It does.

I'm sorry, Simone.

Here I was trying

to convince

the whole world

you existed.

But what I was really

trying to do

was convince them

that I exist.

It's not that

you aren't human...

It's that I am.

I'm sorry, Simone.

It is my sad...

and solemn duty...

to announce...

the tragic passing

of Simone.

How did she die?

It was a rare virus

she contracted

on her goodwill tour

of the Third World.

Did she suffer?

Mercifully

it was quick.

I feel awful.

It's a great loss.

You know, we're going to have

to restructure your deal.

Can I see you later?

I mean, go away

for the weekend?

How could you bring that up

at a time like this?

One minute, Mr Taransky.

Oh my God.

This has got

to be a mistake.

You have the right

to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used

against you in a court of law.

- You don't understand.

- Viktor!

- It's a mistake!

- I'll call my attorney.

Dad!

Elaine, call Bernard!

That's why

it was so light.

I heard him say

'Die, b*tch.

I'll destroy you. '

It was so strange.

He actually wanted

to replace Simone with me

in his new movie.

He's a sick man.

He was

a controlling madman.

She was a prisoner.

I blame myself.

I wish I had done

more to stop him.

Forgive me

Mr Taransky.

I'm just trying

to understand here.

Now, all these films

and TV appearances

and magazine covers

and Internet interviews

publicity photos

snapshots from

her childhood...

all fake? Hmm?

This is fake?

This is fake?

Fake, fake, fake

fake, fake.

- All fake?

- Yes.

You understand

perfectly.

So I will confess...

to fraud

but not to murder.

And a fan club with

a worldwide membership

in the millions

that's also bogus?

No. No.

The fan club's real.

It's just what

they were worshipping

is a computer code.

Ones and zeroes.

You couldn't have killed Simone

because there was no Simone.

- Right. Exactly.

- And this 'Hank Aleno'

that you keep

talking about

renowned failure who also happens

to be so conveniently dead.

Now, perhaps this man that

you claim helped invent Simone

is an invention

himself.

Oh, no. No.

This whole thing is insane!

There is no Simone!

Look...

even her name is fake.

It's not Simone.

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