Trust Me Page #8

...till you cry

like a little f***ing baby!

Fine.

But before we go in there,

I think you might want to hear

what I have to say... in private.

That's not going to happen.

Have it your way. But I think

you'd rather hear it from me out here

than from Lydia in there.

- Go inside.

- It's a mistake, Ray.

I said go inside.

- What are you trying to pull now?

- Save it, you sick bastard.

I know what you've been doing

to her and if it was up to me,

- they'd just cut your balls off in there.

- What the f*** are you talking about?

But instead, you're going to agree

to everything we ask for

or she's going to get up on that stand,

and this is my favorite part...

she's going to break it down for that judge

in her sweet, little voice

until you get the tables

turned on you up in Chino.

Just a goddamn minute.

Did she say that I...

Yes, Ray. She did.

Wha...?

Howard, I don't know what she's trying

to do here, but she is lying.

- I never touched her. I swear.

- Oh, please.

I was there. I saw.

- You saw what? What did you see?

- That's the deal, Ray. Take it or leave it.

Okay, it wasn't me, all right?

I swear to God.

Get your hands off me.

It was Mark. It was her coach.

She told Nicki.

She told her mom,

but he was getting her jobs

so she kept her goddamn mouth shut.

Try that in there.

I bet that goes real well for you.

No, but you've got

to listen to me, Howard.

It's okay.

She called me crying.

Begging me to come and pick her up.

But I was drunk

and I didn't get the call.

I messed up, man.

I messed up bad,

but I am trying to help her.

She has changed. You don't know

what you are dealing with.

Don't you see?

She set this whole thing up.

That's good stuff, Ray,

but it's not going to work this time.

No. No. You said you got a text.

Who sent it? Because it wasn't me.

Howard, it wasn't. No, Howard, no,

please don't do this. She needs me.

Please, don't. Okay, okay.

Okay, okay.

And you're sure about that?

And... but...

and I know that she's absolutely

free and clear.

Okay. Thanks.

What happened?

- It's not absolutely certain yet.

- Tell me.

They recast the part.

What? But Ang said

I was his only Sophia.

They gave it to Sydney Bieber.

I guess she's a cousin or something.

But it's only been three days.

He promised me.

I'm so sorry.

He can't just do that.

I know. It's what I was afraid of.

I guess Ang isn't really even

that happy with her,

but Agnes won't even take my calls.

I know, I know.

I know, I've been there, pal.

I'm so sorry, sweetie.

It's okay, it's okay. But it's all

going to work out. I promise.

Okay.

Okay.

Take a breath.

Can I just have a minute?

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Okay. I'm going to jump in the shower.

Marcy's coming over. We'll go get

a burger or something, okay?

- Okay.

- Okay.

Hi.

- How's she doing?

- I don't know. How'd she seem?

I don't know. She's not there.

He checked out. Where the hell

could he have taken her?

It's been hours. They could be anywhere.

- Sh*t. My phone died.

- Here, here.

Where the hell you been? I've been

trying to reach you for over an hour.

- Ray's gone. He checked out.

- Howard, listen.

- We got to call the police.

- She ain't with Ray, okay?

- What?

- I made some calls.

Sydney's off the movie, but that

announcement thing, it's still happening.

I need to go to Grauman's Chinese.

Howard. Hold on. We got all those

great headshots in of those new people...

I need to go there.

Will you take me there, please? Please.

They take the talent around back.

- Just drop me off right there.

- Let's just go home.

No, no, I can't.

I've got to make sure she's all right.

Come on, come on. Give us some room.

Give us some room.

Right here! Right here!

I need to get in there.

I'm meeting my client.

She's playing Sophia. I'm her agent.

Hold on. Veronica.

- Where's the kid?

- We got them waiting a block away.

I'm on with the agent right now. Why?

Hey! Hey...

I only have a few minutes,

so... make it snappy.

What are they going to do?

Start without me?

Lydia.

What's going on?

Seriously?

What are you, a glutton for punishment?

You just don't want to do this

the nice way, do you?

Leave him alone.

We don't have time

for this sh*t, sweetie.

They're going to be

calling us any minute.

It's fine. He's harmless.

I'll be there in a minute.

It was you. You texted me.

When Ray went nuts at Paramount,

I knew I had to cut him loose

or nobody would touch it.

And then you busted in on my audition

and it gave me the idea.

When I made that phone call, it just seemed

like everything was meant to be.

But why not just jump to Aldo

when you had the chance?

'Cause Aldo would never

have done what you did.

I'm so stupid.

I wanted to stick, Howard,

but, hey, once in a lifetime, right?

So Ray was telling the truth.

It was Mark.

I told my mom what he was doing,

but I was making money.

So she didn't say sh*t.

So one day, the creep's trying to get

into my pants and finally call Ray...

but he's too wasted

so he just leaves me there.

That's when I knew

I was really on my own.

I don't know what's true anymore.

I know how you feel.

You never learn, do you, pal? So sad.

Yeah, but that's my daughter. Lydia!

- That's my little girl!

- Hey, hey!

- Let it go, Ray.

- Lydia!

- Ray, let it go.

- I will not!

- Lydia...!

- Stop! You're choking him!

Oh, my God.

Oh, it's okay. You're okay.

What did you do?

I'm so sorry, Howard.

- I'm so sorry.

- It's okay.

Don't leave me.

What happened? What happened?

What happened?

Did you ever know

in some deep-down place...

- Somebody get an ambulance!

- ...that you were really something else?

I want to stay with Howard!

I want to stay with Howard!

- Let go of her!

- And then one day,

you stripped away that filthy, dead shell

you'd been walking around in...

and you were reborn

as something new.

Something more beautiful than anything

you'd ever imagined.

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