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Gavin had no control.

He was terrified.

Couldn't make decisions about

anything, even about breakfast.

I could've helped him,

you know?

Camera set-ups, lots of...

but he wouldn't listen.

That's too bad.

Dino!

Dino, is that you, Dino?

Dino! How you doing?

You doing Hannibal 4: Blue Dragon

with Hopkins? He's in or out?

He wants more money?

F*** him.

It's sad.

He's a nice little guy

with a big heart.

- What's his name?

- Gavin.

I think he's trying

to prove himself somehow.

Yeah, with big brother Mikey.

Some hot sh*t producer,

richer than God,

with three big awards

stuck up his ass.

This poor schmuck's been trying

to get even all his life.

Let's have lunch.

Enough with this garbage.

Why do people play this game?

It is so boring!

It eases tension.

Well, I'd rather enjoy my tension.

It gets things done!

When does Bonhoeffer get here?

- I thought he was here!

- Maybe he is.

I never know what the hell

that guy's talking about

with his stupid accent.

What is he, Icelandic?

No, he's Welsh.

Why do I always end up

with the space cadets?

- Where you shooting tomorrow?

- Lucky Dice Motel.

Let's start kicking some ass, man!

Where's the director?!

Let's get on with it!

Cut, cut, cut!

- Cut!

- That was cut.

Hey, Harvey!

It's... well... I didn't know you were...

Today's Monday, isn't it?

I'm sorry, but you got in the shot.

What shot?

What are you talking about!

The shot where Bette and Gina

leave the motel and go back to LA.

Script check. Script check!

There's no such scene!

I'm in Room 419.

You think that I was

born yesterday?

Shut up!

- Harvey...

- It's Mr. Brickman to you,

you little putz!

What's that thing around your neck?

It's my baby boy, actually,

Mr. Brickman.

His name is Michael Joshua...

I don't wanna know his name!

What's he doing around your neck?

You try to direct my movie

with a baby around your neck?

But my wife is suffering

from post-partum...

- Post-what?!

- She can't cope.

It's post-partum depression,

Mr. Brickman.

It's like Brooke Shields.

- Your brother was right!

- Brother?

Yes, your big brother,

the producer.

He said you're a loser, an idiot.

He's right!

You bet your sweet ass

I'm right, Harvey!

Mikey!

Stop the car! Stop the car!

I mean, you asked me

to do a rewrite...

Harvey! Harvey!

Ask the schmuck

about his knee surgery!

- What?

- I had this knee surgery

and that why I have

this titanium plate...

Well, here's the darn card

that has the x-ray photo of it.

It has my little...

this one gets me through

clearances and concerts

of course, and...

Why are you doing this to me?

- I lost my way.

- Wake up.

Hello, Felix.

Are you ready, love?

Let's go have some breakfast.

- Hi.

- Bonhoeffer, is that your name?

- Yeah.

- Are you all right?

Yeah.

What are you looking at?

Nothing.

Where'd you get that hat?

You got this for me

last year in Texas.

Don't you remember?

Oh, yeah.

Are you all right, love?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Just a little tired, that's all.

Aren't you gonna be hot

in this jacket?

No, I'm all right.

I like being hot.

Can we sit anywhere?

- Anywhere you please, honey child.

- Thank you.

There he goes again.

Can we sit anywhere?

- Anywhere you please, honey child.

- Thank you.

Be with you in a moment.

Would you both like coffee?

Latte, extra hot, no foam, please.

Mr. Bonhoeffer?

I'd like an orange juice.

- Mr. Bonhoeffer?

- Yeah.

Lars Munsen.

Cinematographer extraordinaire.

Oh, hi.

You know my wife, Gina.

Gina's been our moral support

in these troubled times.

Oh, Lars.

She's our lucky mascot.

Isn't that right, little one?

Totally amazing.

There you have it.

Totally phantasmagorically amazing.

Thank you, Lars.

I should have introduced you.

This young beauty's

gonna be a movie star.

She's my protg. Her name's Lily.

She's from Russia.

- Hi, Lily.

- Hi-Io.

So, how is everything?

Fantasia, old man.

- Lunacy.

- That bad, huh?

A looking glass world.

Mad Hatter's tea party.

Yeah?

One orange juice.

- Latte, no foam, sweetie pie.

- Thank you.

It's my pleasure.

- Who the hell was that?

- The waiter?

That's Aaron.

So, what's the latest development?

You are, Mr. Bonhoeffer.

- I am?

- Of course.

Hurtling up here from tired old

Tinseltown to rewrite our little saga.

Maybe you can write me

a part, Mr. Bonhoeffer.

- Me too.

- Well, I'll give it a go.

Oh, yes, please.

Harvey's coming up

this afternoon, I believe.

He's here.

Flew in this morning.

I doubt he'll help matters much.

Harvey experiences road rage

even in the bathroom.

Heads will tumble,

limbs will snap asunder,

and many a tear will fall,

I have no doubt.

Hi-ho, and merrily we go.

Godspeed.

Don't forget, now.

See you guys later.

Done with the paper?

It's yours, old chum, all yours.

Thanks.

Bye.

So that's Lars Munsen, huh?

Lars and Lily.

What do you know.

God, it's hot.

This is where it all started.

It's Bette, honey,

your old friend, Bette Lustig.

Bette, I've been looking

for you everywhere.

I had something to tell you.

I know, honey. Gina told me

you were looking for me.

Gina?

I can't remember

what it was I had to tell you.

Look!

Gina said you had

a spot of trouble, too.

Remember?

We drove up here three days ago.

We're heading back

to LA tomorrow.

You wanna come with us?

That's 45 minutes!

Felix...

Are you okay, honey?

Don't think so.

Let's go and say hello to Gina.

- Gina, yeah.

- You remember Gina, my niece.

I think so.

Of course you do.

Are you in pain, honey?

No, not anymore.

- Gina.

- Hello.

You remember Felix.

Of course I do.

- Hello.

- Hello, Gina.

Would you like to join us

for tea or coffee?

- No, I can't.

- No?

Why not, honey?

You look pale.

You have breakfast?

I can't remember.

Can't remember.

- What's going on around here?

- What do you mean?

Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Don't do that, please.

- Why not?

- 'Cause it hurts me.

You shouldn't play

with the big boys.

- Right, Gina?

- Word from the wise.

- You're next.

- You should get a little rest.

Yes, try to rest.

- Remember?

- I just feel so cold.

I feel so cold.

Godspeed.

They're making a movie

around here somewhere.

So I've heard.

I tried to get a part in it,

but with my reputation...

I hear my friend Tracy

plays a very important part in it.

Isn't that right, Felix?

A very important part.

Isn't that right, Felix?

- Hello, Felix.

- Very important.

Will you have tea with us?

I love the desert.

Isn't it beautiful?

I love the desert.

Don't look at the camera, Felix.

Just be real. Like John Ford

said to Ben Johnson,

"Just be real."

Isn't that right, Mr. Brickman?

Beats the sh*t out of me.

That is such a crock.

Are we in a movie?

Everything's a movie.

Talking pictures.

- That's all it is.

- Talking pictures.

Cheesy dreams...

while Huckleberry Finn goes

fishing on the edge of the moon.

Who's Ben Johnson?

He was in The Last Picture Show.

Just like us.

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