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Michelle's imagination.

You only exist in her book.

Emma returning Edward's

penis allows him to regain

control of his film.

Oh sh*t, oh sh*t!

Sh*t, that's him!

Where the f*** is my sh*t?

Who the f*** are you?

You know damn well

I'm Carl Stromway.

Who?

She knows who I am.

Don't you?

Yeah, good to see

you too, neighbor.

Look I don't want no trouble.

I just came for my sh*t.

Yeah, we don't have you're sh*t.

I know you have it.

I broke into her apartment

and I found my dumbbell.

You broke into

her f***ing place?

122? Man, I'm at 120!

Don't even go there!

I ain't the bad guy.

She stole from me.

Now where the f*** is it?

It's my wife's head

and I want it back.

Hey, dude.

We can sort this out.

Okay, we just need a minute

or two to empty the head.

What in the hell? What kind

of sick sh*t is this?

Who are you?

Why's everybody keep asking

like y'all ain't got Internet?

I'm Carl motherfucking Stromway.

I got like 20,000 hits.

Celebrity personal trainer.

Forget it. The coke you

done stuffed into that

rubber lady's face

there is mine.

Excuse me.

Did you say personal trainer?

I'm the personal trainer.

Oh, that's the wrong thing

you wanna be right now.

Motherf***er!

Baby, you're the best.

Darling.

Emma's mind feels like

it's about to explode.

She starts hearing a voice.

The voice of her creator.

The one writing her story.

She finally understands

everything.

Even with all the

chaos surrounding her.

Who the f*** are you?

It's Michelle, right?

Emma, get the f*** out of there!

You're in Edward Deacon's movie!

You think you're so mighty,

but you're just his creation.

You're just his creation,

Emma says to Michelle.

Dale!

I'm in my book.

I mean...

Whoa, what are you

talking about?

My book.

I'm in it.

Okay, that's enough.

This book is making you crazy.

Edward?

Edward?

Deacon?

Can you hear me?

Yes.

- Do you mind?

- Michelle?

What's going on?

I don't know!

I don't know.

You tell me what's going on.

Thank god you're here.

I want him off the set.

He's completely lost it.

Eddie is the director again.

What?

- No!

- Look at him.

He's completely unreliable.

He's talking to the monitor.

No, no, no, no, no, no!

He's throwing away the book, no!

Yes, he throws the book.

That's the plot.

No! He can't throw

away the book!

Michelle, grab the book.

Because if you lose

it, we disappear.

Michelle, no!

Don't you get it!

Don't you see what's happening!

Just give me my coke!

Give me back my Jenny!

This is crazy!

Oh my god!

What the f*** is going on?

What's happening?

Guys, you see this!

- Hey, hey!

- What's happening? What...

No!

Okay.

Alright.

- It's on me now.

- Michelle!

Keep going.

Just grab the book.

Completely disgusting.

Grab the book!

What the f***?

You're kidding me, right?

That's the f***ing ending.

That's the ending.

You call that a f***ing ending?

It's not my ending!

This will be the last

time any of us work.

Yeah, we're not gonna work

because we have no bodies.

We're smeared!

That's another issue.

Can you move your hand please?

It's in an area that I don't

feel comfortable with.

Move your hand.

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