Le prime 200 righe.
Wake up, LA!
It's another sunny day in Hollywood.
A place where all of your dreams can come true
as long as you don't mind who you step on.
Let's face it, LA is the place where anything can happen.
Whether it's your first time or you've been here forever,
the Sun never stops shining like the star you want to be.
In entertainment news,
because what else is there to talk about in Hollywood,
award-winning director, Zac Kawalsky's comeback film,
Deadly Games, enters it's fourth week in shooting
and you have to ask, is it gonna be any good?
The Twittersphere says, "No. Please, no. Make it stop."
Clips from set revealed that the leading lady,
Isabella Andrews, is being a little bit hard to work with.
You tell me, who wants to work with her husband every day?
And how did Kawalsky ever get her in the first place?
Let's face it, folks. Here is a woman
who could have any guy that she wants,
yet she chooses a director who is past his prime,
and a poor excuse for a prime at that.
With the sci-fi epic Final Answer,
which we wish had have been his final film,
his promising start to the few nominations early on
seems like a distant dream. Did he learn anything new
in his most recent rehab stay?
Defective film, but not nearly as defective
as Zac Kawalsky's End of Time, which still remains to be
one of the worst movies ever made.
This is Craig Sheeran and this-
Let's be honest, folks,
this place is fucked.
What are we doing out here in the desert?
I mean, really, folks, it really is a desert out there.
I try not to get philosophical this early in the morning.
It's a bit heavy.
You don't want it over your cup of joe.
So how about some '80s vibes to get you going?
Watch it!
He's an asshole and stoned all the time.
You can't, Grant. He's an idiot.
Fuck off! Goddamn! Fucking photographers.
Motherfucker!
I still don't know why you can't get me Ethan Burns.
Jesus Christ, Grant. I thought you were my damn agent,
and you're just screwing me over once again.
Listen, Grant, I cannot work in that piece of shit studio.
I don't care if that's the best you could get. Get me better.
Come and get your five dollar special ramen, people.
- ...and not a cent more. - Come on.
- Five dollars. - Hang on.
Five dollars.
I hate it when they do that.
Whoa!
Whoa.
Hey!
Okay, so you're marked as crew
which means you're not allowed to engage with any celebrities.
Move along.
Hold it. Hold it.
Hi, sir. Yes, sir. Welcome, sir.
All right, guys. Let's get a move on. Let's go!
Fred, get on top of things. Let's go!
Hey, what you doing? Get down. You gonna break that.
C'mon. Is this your first time on a rodeo?
Zac. My man.
- Not a good time, Grant. - We need to talk.
Come on, guys, come on. We waive a few hours,
we gotta be out of here. Let's go. Let's go.
Okay, so they're going to be running
this story on this shoot. It's gonna be huge.
It's gonna be the comeback as the director
with his beautiful wife as the star.
Shit, we could have got you a better trailer, huh?
Grant, I've had this trailer for every movie I shot, okay?
It's like a home away from home, and thank fucking God for that.
There's no way this movie's not gonna be a hit.
Really? With that idiot playing the lead male character?
He is up-and-coming hot stuff, Zac.
Nobody cares if he can act or not.
I mean, besides, the movie's not about him,
it's about you and Isabella and the behind-the-scenes chemistry.
Well, let me tell you, that ain't going so great either.
Zac...
Zac, you're stressed, you know?
You need to realize that this movie,
it's gonna get your career back on track, man.
Maybe the public will forgive you for, uh, you know,
thrashing that hotel room in Paris...
Room service was late.
...making that porn with that 16-year-old...
- 21-year-old! - ...filling footprints
at Grauman's Chinese Theater with your piss.
- That was a good one. - Mel Gibson's footprints.
It's taken the shit out of Craig Sheeran.
Fucking film critics. Fred! Fred!
If you do not turn this over right now, you're fired!
I'm gonna get a new fucking crew here.
Listen, I cannot direct this movie
with that idiot playing Jake.
- TV star, Zac. - I wanted Ethan Burns,
and you refused to get him for me.
Come on, man. I mean, you spent
so much time in rehab, it was...
- We had to do the cast. - Jesus, Grant!
I know what I'm doing when it comes to casting.
And I got you a good one for this.
The guy is so dumb, he needs someone
to read the lines for him.
I'm firing him and I wanna get Ethan Burns.
- Zac... - He'll be well paid,
- what's the problem? - He won't wanna do it.
You can't get Burns, can you?
- That's what this is all about! - Ethan?
I can get him in a minute.
Then why the hell don't you get him for me?
All right, everyone. Last looks!
Everybody else get off my set!
I asked for a glass of water five minutes ago.
Water! Water!
Who's supposed to bring Ms. Andrews' water?
Oh, no! That cup is not clean.
Deadly Games.
Scene 83.3, take one. Mark.
Action!
You killed my brother,
and now it's time for you to meet your fate.
Cut! Jamie!
Jamie!
You have to react. She's about to hit you.
You can't just stand there.
Oh, sure.
Wait! Where are you?
I'm gonna fucking kill you for this.
Okay, when she hits you, you
take a swipe at her.
Oh, oh, oh, oh. Wait.
Wait a minute!
What do you mean, take a swipe at me?
You mean hit me?
Yes.
Oh, no. No. That was not in the script.
The script says fight scene. What part of fight scene
do you not understand?
I don't have to put up with this.
I'm a producer on this damn project.
You're also a damn actor. Just shut up.
- You shut up! - Guys, chill. Chill.
I have instructions from a plastic surgeon
that I cannot risk anything,
anything
hitting me in the face.
- Jesus Christ! - Okay.
So Jamie just...
try not to actually hit her, okay?
- We'll fix it in edit. - Okay.
- What's edit? - Oh.
It's okay. It's okay.
Scene 83.3. Take 22. Mark.
Action!
You killed my brother,
and now it's time for you to meet your fate.
Oh! Oh, my God!
- Cut! - Oh, my God!
Cut!
PA!
- PA! The snacks. Now! - I'm on it. I'm on it.
What the hell was that?
Bella, baby! I need you to be in the moment, okay?
No, you bastard!
I can't believe you didn't warn me about this.
Baby, baby, baby.
I need you to stop worrying about getting hit.
What?
You can do this.
Okay? Just relax.
Trust me.
Just imagine the situation.
This is the guy you secretly love
but he has betrayed you so badly
that right now, you just hate him.
Hate him, you hate him, you hate him.
Just pretend it's me.
Okay. Action!
You killed my brother,
and now it's time for you to meet your fate.
Shit!
Are you dropping stuff?
Are you...
I just spent 20 grand on this.
- We need a doctor. - Are you okay? Let me see it.
Can we get a doctor?
I need... I need a plastic surgeon.
What happened? What happened? Wait! Wait!
Would you... Quiet! Quiet! Just be quiet!
Who crashed what?
She did!
You! Out! Get the fuck off my set.
- You're outta here. - Can I stay
till the end of the scene, please?
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