The first 200 lines.
Janey, I swear to God I didn't kill that old man.
Nobody believes me.
Not even you.
I want to, Billy.
But why won't you tell me where you were that night?
Because I can't.
I don't remember.
Oh, Billy.
Do you remember that I love you?
I don't think I could ever forget that.
Jane, I'm sorry.
Billy is due in court.
We have to go.
I've told you, don't ever do that to me!
Cut.
Come on.
Let's break for lunch.
And Mark.
When we come back, stick to the pages as written, okay?
You got it, Milt.
Eddie.
Eddie!
Eddie, thank you.
Thanks.
Thanks, great.
You know, Kris, I was just trying to play the moment.
You really ought to try working with me, huh?
That is work I don't need.
Evan, the last time this happened, you said that you would talk to him about it.
Mark, please, no more clinches unless they're in the script.
You got it, boss.
Thanks.
Uh, there's something else you and I need to discuss after lunch.
Just keep him away from me, all right?
Kris, darling, Alex and I both want you to know that we think
it's just dreadful the way that young man is treating you.
Sweetheart, it is, it is so unprofessional.
I remember once when I was doing a play.
Alex, please.
Sorry.
Anyway, if you do decide to take him to the guild on this, we will certainly support you.
Thanks, Sandra.
You're welcome.
You too, Alex.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
You're Kris Buckner.
You're even more beautiful in person.
Janie Stockwell is my favorite character.
Thank you.
That's very nice.
Could I have your autograph?
Sure.
Your autograph.
What's your name?
It's Peg.
P-E-G.
I'm sorry, Ms. Buckner.
Is she disturbing you?
No, not at all.
She's fine.
Oh, thank you.
You're welcome.
It was really nice to meet you.
Oh, nice to meet you.
Take care.
You're so nice.
Ma'am, I'm a friend.
I'm afraid if you don't have a pass, you're going to have to leave.
But did you see who that was?
It was Kris Buckner.
She just gave me her autograph.
I know, but like I told you before, there are no studio tours, no tickets to the show, and please, no more autographs.
Well, wait a minute.
My cousin went to Chicago last summer, and she got tickets to Oprah.
Well, we don't do that here.
But I came all the way from... I know, and I'm sorry.
Look, you're going to have to go.
What is this?
Evan told me that you and Miss Grant had to switch dressing rooms.
He didn't tell you?
Not yet.
Wait a minute.
Put this back.
Put it back in there.
Oh, Kris, great.
Here, it's for you.
Everyone, uh...
Uh, this morning, I asked a very special lady to share a life with me.
And I know you're all going to be as happy as I am that she's agreed.
Ladies and gentlemen, the future Mrs. Mark Stratton.
The very, very lovely Charlotte Grant.
How wonderful.
How wonderful.
Thank you.
Congratulations.
Mimi says Charlotte's getting my dressing room.
I was going to tell you.
Um, Kris, it really only makes sense.
After all, Charlotte's going to be working a lot more.
And she's going to need a bigger dressing room.
And I'm not?
We decided to make a few changes in the storyline.
So the rumors are true?
Yeah, starting with tomorrow's script.
Mark is giving you ideas for the show.
Wait a second, wait a second.
Kris, this is an entire new storyline just for you.
Go on.
I can't wait.
Okay, okay.
Now, we have a fight in prison.
And you go on a ski trip up to Aspen to forget.
But there's an avalanche.
Am I frozen indefinitely?
No, no, it's even better.
By the time the rescue team finds you, you're brain dead.
Flatline, the doctors have to put you in complete life support.
Kris, the women, they're gonna cry their eyes out worrying when you're gonna recover.
And when is that?
We'll milk it as long as we can.
Six months, minimum.
Right.
We can get entertainment weekly to keep tabs on it.
Kris Buckner in a coma.
Week 52.
But I'm the love interest.
Uh, well, Kris, after your tragic accident, my attorney comes to console me and.
...
and in the midst of all my grief and all my sorrow, we... we fall in love.
It'll be great for the show, Kris.
For all of us.
I want out.
Uh, Evan, if Kris lands on another show that could really drain our audience,
I think it would definitely be best if Kris stayed right where she is.
You're under contract.
Why?
Are you listening to him?
Since when does he rate special treatment?
Since the network got the latest demographics report, Kris.
Mark has sensational numbers with the advertisers' prime audience group.
Kris, I told you.
You really ought to try working with me.
You rat.
Ow!
Ow!
I could kill you for this.
Well, Evan.
Any other new storylines coming up that we should know about?
Hey, Miss Buckner.
What are you doing here so late?
Oh, I forgot to move some things out of my dressing room this afternoon.
My old dressing room.
Yeah.
I heard about what happened.
It's a rotten break.
Yeah.
Well, one day you're riding high and the next day, it's all over.
It's all over.
Mark will get his mort.
Just wait.
Yeah, I'm sure he will.
Have a good night.
Thanks.
Revisions.
Pages 12 and 13.
Sandra?
Gee, Evan, why don't you wait until the last minute?
We're only supposed to shoot this in a half an hour.
Network notes.
They just came in last night.
Anything new for me in this, Evan?
It's a 20-line speech on page eight.
What?
Oh, my God!
Just kidding, Alex.
For God's sake.
Revisions?
Gee, I hope they don't affect my interpretation.
Jane lies stiff as a board.
Nothing I like better than a creative challenge.
Where's Charlotte?
I don't know, Evan.
Probably checking out her new dressing room.
It's so hard to see her like this, Henry.
I know.
It's as if she's trapped in her own mind and nobody can reach her.
Our very own sleeping beauty.
Our baby.
Jane.
John, darling, the doctors are doing everything that they can.
I know.
You've got to be strong for her sake.
Oh, damn it, Mimi, cut.
Cut.
Mark, could you save the yelling till after we stop the tape?
Milt, she burned me.
I'm sorry.
Milt, I won't have to do my line over again, will I?
No, Alex, we'll fix it in post.
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