The Disaster Artist Page #9
maybe move it to next week.
the day off tomorrow.
Why? You sick?
Oh, no!
Greg, I can't afford
get sick right now.
-I'm lead actor, I'm director.
-I feel great, man, It's not that.
It's not. I feel great.
Then what? Why you need day off?
I actually--I landed a
small role on a TV show.
It's a Malcolm in the Middle.
Why you do this... this TV?
Well, i-it's kind of a big show.
You know, it would
be great exposure.
It would be like a really
good stepping stone
for my career, I think.
What you do in this
little Malcolm?
I-I'm playing like-like
a lumberjack
And um, that's like,
that's why the beard,
that's why I need it,
um, which is,
which is why
I can't shave tomorrow.
But if we-if we just
move the schedule
just like-like
a day or two, it would...
it would really
mean a lot to me.
Oh, I'm sorry, Greg.
I can't help you.
Why? What?
Clean-shaven Mark, you know,
he make grand entrance
It's very important.
-It's metaphor.
-I know.
I know, but we can just-
we can do it next week
-it's not a big deal.
-No, I can't, Greg!
It's impossible.
I'm sorry.
Tommy?
I can't give you special
treatment, Greg.
When I can't give special
treatment to everybody.
Everybody here working hard.
One favor. I'm just asking for
a tiny favor as a friend.
Favor, favor, favor.
You always ask favor.
This is one tiny thing, that's it!
I take you to Los Angeles,
give you place to stay.
I write you this part.
I do this whole movie
for you, Greg?
You did it for me?
Come on, man.
-For us? We do it together, right?
-Okay, I know.
Yes, it's our movie.
This doesn't change that.
Don't betray me, Greg.
I'm not betraying you.
What I say?
We do this together?
-Yes.
-We do this together.
Now you betray me.
I'm not--
So, are you gonna let
me do it or not?
Not up to me, Greg.
Up to you.
You have to choose.
You do this TV show,
"Little Malcolm."
Or you do the movie.
Our movie, Greg.
Greg.
-I...
-Unbelievable.
She had to go?
Oh!
Wow.
Hey, guys.
You like it?
Yeah, you look great.
Look like... babyface.
You guys wanna
play some football?
In tuxes? No. You've
gotta be kidding.
Mark, come on, let's do it!
I'm up for it.
Johnny?
Ask Peter.
Peter, come on!
No. I don't think so.
Please?
-No.
-Come on?
Cheep cheep cheep
Cheeep cheep cheep
Cut!
Cheep cheep
You good, Tommy?
Yeah, good day everybody.
See you tomorrow.
All right, great job!
Can't believe it.
Let's go to a bar
and erase the memory of today.
Hey, Sandy, Raphael.
Yeah?
I talk to you a minute?
Road trip!
San Francisco, here we come.
Who are these guys?
Oh, that's Todd.
That's friend of Todd.
Where's Sandy and Raphael?
Ah, it's over for those guys.
Did you fire them?
Who's to say?
-We have Todd now.
-Tommy.
Look, it's gonna be like the old days.
San Francisco.
We take stroll
down memory lane.
Wait till you see
new script pages, Greg.
You'll love it.
Be very dramatic.
Let's do it.
Okay, Todd?
Yeah, you put
camera there, okay?
Yup, it's here.
Okay, we threw a ball
over here.
Come on, Greg. Come on, Greg.
Remember, Greg?
We play football
first time we met?
Yeah, yeah, I remember.
Okay.
Okay, Todd? You roll it.
Rolling.
Tommy, what are we doing here?
We do new scene.
About Mark failures.
What?
Mark want to make
dreams come true
and Johnny help him.
Yeah, I don't think so, man.
Let's do it. Come on.
Take from your real life.
Drop it. Stop.
Don't do this.
I'm asking you nicely.
Stop it. Drop it.
Remember, you want
to be actor, but...
nobody believe in you, Greg...
you know, you're not
good enough...
Right? Do that, that stuff.
What? No, Tommy, drop it.
Movies are emotion.
Okay, you need
to be real for us.
Look, Greg...
frankly, you have not been
that real the whole movie.
Now you chance.
F*** you, Tommy.
No one believe in you,
and Mom think you're loser.
Go!
I said no!
Greg! Dammit, why you
throw this tricky stuff?
All right, man,
you wanna get real?
You wanna get real for the
cameras, let's get real.
Hey, you guys gettin' this?
Yeah, good.
Let's get real.
Where were you born, Tommy?
No...
Greg, that not part of scene.
No way, this is your idea.
Where are you from?
It's a simple question.
I'm from New Orleans.
New Orleans.
From the bayou.
You guys hear that?
This guy with this f***in'
accent is from "the bayou."
Greg...
Oh, you want an easier question?
Let's see...
where does the money
come from, huh?
Greg, stop! This on camera!
I know it's on camera
just like you wanted.
All right, just
tell me this one thing...
How old are you?
I'm your age, Greg.
You're my age?
You're my age?
I'm just your friend.
When were you born?
What year, Tommy?
Same year as you.
Same year as me?
There is no f***ing way
you're in your 20's, all right?
You are a f***ing villain!
F***ing Frankenstein-looking
motherf***er!
I not villain!
I believed in you, man.
I trusted you!
-Greg!
-What?
Greg...
I gave you everything.
Are you f***ing--?
You ruined everything!
Greg!
You owe me your life!
Man, I don't owe you
sh*t anymore.
All right, and this movie be
f***in' awesome!
Will be awesome.
Cut it. Cut it.
Movie over.
And why am I trying to become
what I don't want to be?
What am I doing in an office,
making a-a contemptuous,
begging fool of myself,
when all I want is out there...
Honey, I am so excited
to come see your play.
See, acting doesn't
have to be big movies.
Yeah, yeah, you're right.
It's probably better
if no one even sees
that thing you did
with Tommy, right?
I mean, come on, that
thing can't be any good.
Greg?
Are you there...?
Greg?
You know what I'm saying?
Hey, good show, guys.
-That was fun tonight, right?
-Good job.
All right, see you tomorrow.
-Hi.
-Hey.
Babyface.
You stalking me now?
Ha ha ha.
You're not that hard to find.
Did you watch the show?
No.
You know I don't like comedy.
So, how Amber?
I don't know.
She moved to Austin.
Didn't work out.
Sorry to hear this.
Yeah.
Is that why you came here, Tommy?
You wanted to talk about Amber?
No...
You didn't RSVP.
Yeah, I'm not coming.
And...
honestly, maybe...
maybe you shouldn't have
a premiere at all.
Greg.
We made pact.
Remember?
To never lose sight
of our dream.
Well, on Friday...
they premiere a movie.
Our movie, Greg.
In real live theater.
I know you don't
like me anymore.
So don't do it for me.
Do it for you, Greg.
You'll finally get to
see yourself on big screen.
This was your dream too, Greg.
What the f*** am I doing?
Can you believe it?
I can't, no.
Here, it's for you.
No, you can-
you can keep that.
Don't worry,
I made boxes of them.
Okay.
I don't know.
Holy sh*t, is this for us?
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