The Disaster Artist Page #10

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Yeah, that's for us.

Driver, slow down.

Did you get a f***ing spotlight?

Yeah, this real Hollywood

premiere, Greg.

Raphael, Sandy, Juliette,

everyone's...

Go, driver, go.

Keep going.

-What, wait, Tommy, why?

-Go, go, go! Go, keep going.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr. Tommy Wiseau.

-That was f***ing weird.

-Yup.

At this point,

it would be f***ing weird

if he didn't do something

that was f***ing weird.

Tommy, what the

f*** are we doing?

Well, we gotta build

anticipation.

There not enough people.

Yup.

Greg, we are stars of the movie.

We can't be first one there.

You're right. You're right.

And not enough people yet.

Just trust me.

Tommy, come on.

We're gonna do this, yeah?

It's time.

Is he not gonna

get out of the car?

The f*** is happening?

Tommy, come on, let's do this.

You ready?

Okay.

Hey, everyone!

Sorry late, traffic crazy!

Well, let's go, let's do it.

No one be nervous.

Come on.

Let's go.

Let's do it.

Come on, Greg.

The very first premiere.

You excited?

Yeah, Tommy, sure.

Hi.

Wow, this is a day

I never thought would come.

This is a pretty good

turn out, I gotta say.

Wow, so many people.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's packed.

Hey, you play Chris-R, right?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, I didn't recognize you

without the beanie.

And the beard.

Oh, yeah.

I play the psychologist, uh, Peter.

I'm in this too.

-Oh, cool, man.

-Yeah.

I feel like I'm

a little overdressed.

No, are you kidding me?

You're the star of the movie.

If I could have your attention.

Please welcome the writer,

director, producer,

and star of tonight's

extravaganza.

His name is Mr. Tommy

Wiseau.

This my movie.

And this my life.

Uh.

Okay, be cool.

I'm so nervous.

Okay, let's begin!

Whoo!

Whoo!

W-w-whoo!

The Room!

Two title cards. Great.

Two logos.

I noticed. Yeah.

Hi, babe.

I have something for you.

What is it?

Just a little something.

Oh.

Johnny, it's beautiful,

thank you.

Wow, you look so sexy, Lisa.

Isn't it fabulous?

I'll do anything

for my girl.

Oh, hey, guys.

Oh, hi, Denny.

Wow.

Look at you!

It's from Johnny.

Anything for my princess.

Okay, I'm ready.

It's so pretty,

I can't wait for you

to get it off of me.

Okay, oh, wow.

Stop!

Stop it!

I just like to watch you guys.

Ooh.

Denny, Denny, Denny boy.

I don't like this.

Two's great but three's a crowd.

Fine. I have homework

to do anyways.

Bye, lovebirds.

Bye, Denny.

So, what's his

relationship to you guys?

Oh, no. No, no, no.

Oh!

Ugh!

Hi.

Can I help you?

Yeah, can I have a dozen

red roses, please?

Oh, hi, Johnny, I didn't

know it was you.

Who doesn't recognize that guy?

Here you go.

That's me.

How much is it?

It'll be $18.

Here you go. Keep the change.

Hi, doggie!

You're my favorite customer.

Thanks a lot. Bye.

Nobody wanted to help me.

And I'm dying.

You're not dying, Mom.

I got the results

of the tests back.

I definitely have

breast cancer.

It never comes back.

I don't know why I say that.

Is it-is it just me,

or is this kinda bad?

Oh, yeah, it's bad.

It's still going?

Why, Lisa? Why, Lisa?

Please talk to me, please!

You're part of my life.

You're everything.

You are lying.

I never hit you.

You are tearing me apart, Lisa!

Why are you so hysterical?

Do you understand why?

Do you?

Where's my money?

Where's my f***ing

money, Denny?!

Get off Denny!

You have no idea what kind of

trouble you're in here, do you?

I owe him some money.

What kind of money?

What kind of money?

Go. Go deep!

I did not hit her.

It's not true.

It's bullshit.

I did not hit her.

I did naaht.

Oh, hi, Mark.

Don't touch me, Mark.

Get out.

Stop it!

I kill you!

I break every bone in your body!

You betray me.

You're not good.

You're just chicken.

Cheep cheep cheep cheep

Get out of my house.

It's not over.

Everybody betray me.

I'm fed up with this world.

Hey, Tommy.

They hate it.

I know.

I know, they're...

They're just-

they're just laughing.

Yeah, they're laughing.

Laughing at me.

Maybe it's true, you know.

Maybe everybody right, maybe...

Maybe I just big joke.

Ha ha.

Come on, Tommy.

I tried to open my heart,

show them my soul, and...

they just hate me.

Even you hate me, Greg.

Hey, hey, hey.

Listen to me, all right?

All right, that thing up there?

That's your movie.

You made that.

All right, like you said,

you did that all by yourself.

You know how special that is?

Well...

Hey, it's f***ing incredible.

How many people can say

they've done something like that?

I don't know.

1,000?

And yeah, maybe it didn't turn out

exactly as you hoped.

But just listen for a second.

Sound like they're loud.

All right, come here.

Look how much fun

they're having.

They f***ing love it, man.

Aaaggh!

Why, Lisa? Why? Why?

How often do you think Hitchcock

got a response like this?

Never.

You b*tch!

You b*tch!

Greg.

Why you help me?

'Cause we're friends.

Why?

Why is this happening to me?

Here we go!

"Why?"

It's over.

God...

Do it!

Whooo!

Do it!

Do it!

Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!

Tommy! Tommy! Tommy!

Tommy! Tommy!

Go, man!

Okay.

Wow.

I'm glad you like my

comedic movie!

Exactly how I intended.

You know...

I have vision for this movie.

But...

I never make this movie...

without my friend.

We followed our dream.

Come down here, Babyface!

Come on, Babyface!

I never be able to make this

movie without my best friend.

We do it together.

Hey!

The Room!

Hi.

Can I help you?

Yeah, can I have a dozen

red roses, please?

Oh, hi, Johnny,

I didn't know it was you.

Everything goes wrong at once.

Nobody wants to help me.

And I'm dying.

I can't talk right now.

Why, Lisa? Why, Lisa?

Please talk to me, please!

You are part of my life.

You are everything.

I could not go on

without you, Lisa.

I mean, the candles...

the music...

the sexy dress, I mean...

what's going on here?

You're not dying, Mom.

I got the results

of the tests back.

I definitely have breast cancer.

You have nice legs, Lisa.

You have nice pecs.

Ha ha ha.

I'm tired.

I'm wasted.

I love you, darling.

Come on, make love to me.

Aw.

Come on, you owe me one.

I love you, Lisa.

Go!

Gee, Peter, you're clumsy.

Ah, that's it, I'm done.

Great idea, Denny.

I like you.

Very much.

Lover. Boy.

What are you doing this for?

What's the matter?

Don't you like me?

I'm your girl.

Johnny's my best friend.

You're gonna be married

next month, come on!

You're scaring me.

You are lying, I never hit you.

You are tearing me apart, Lisa!

Why are you so hysterical?

Do you understand why?

Do you?

I did not hit her.

It's not true.

It's bullshit.

I did not hit her.

I did naaaht.

Oh, hi, Mark.

This is the rhythm

of the night

The night

Oh yeah

The rhythm of the night

This is the rhythm of my life

My life

Oh, yeah

The rhythm of my life

You could put some

joy upon my face

Oh, sunshine in

an empty place

Take me to turn to

And babe I'll make you stay

Oh, I can ease

you of your pain

Feel you give me love again

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