The Bit Player (Ekstra)

Looks like you've seen a ghost?

Where's ma'am?

Ahhh... she was sitting on the toilet...

something stank, ahh... she got ahh... dizzy and ahhh...

Have breakfast first, sir.

What's that?

Dentures...

CUT!

What the hell?!

Where did you get those talents?!

Replace her.

Okay. I'll handle this.

You're hopeless.

You're called a talent but you lack talent.

If you can't hack the role, turn it down.

Marie!

Sir?

What were our specs?

40 to 50 years old-.

Smart. With speaking lines.

But she's got loose dentures.

Next time get someone with real teeth!

Loida! Carlota! Come here.

Try them out.

They're ok.

That one's okay. Let's take this.

Sir! You're here! You're expected tomorrow yet.

I happened to come home early.

Looks like you've seen a ghost.

That should have been me.

What happened?

You act better than Carlota.

I don? know.

They must have fancied her being a fag hag.

Shooting call for "You Were Mine First Book 2"

What's that Mom?

A call for filming?

Thank you, Lord.

You look like Caguioa.

Sis! Carlota!

Wait.

What is it?

I'm sorry. Did I wake you up?

If this isn't a matter of life or death and you'll just borrow costumes...

you're dead.

You're not ready yet? We'll be late.

Look who's talking. You just got here yourself.

You know I'm bad shot with our coordinator, don't you?

That's what you get for being a whistle-blower.

But I just told the truth that...

I'm not the same talent they needed for a continuity scene.

Besides, that was 3 years ago. Time to move on.

But the director's wrath... is good until 2015.

Serves her right.

Huff)'-

Wake up.

I'm leaving.

Your breakfast is ready.

Here's your allowance...

and the letter that you need.

I'll get to work with Piolo Pascual.

It's exam week.

I need to work double time.

Why don't accept your husbands offer...

Ex-husband.

Alright... that offer from your ex-husband to shoulder Joyce's schooling.

No way.

I did it all by myself since she was in Grade 3.

A few more years and she'll be graduating.

I don't want him getting credit for that.

Girl, you're the one.

You're not just a hardworking extra; you're a noble mom too.

Read it.

- Where are you now? - Quick.

EDSA already.

C'mon, hurry!

Take us to EDSA! Quick!

Madonna?

Here, sis!

Doray?

I'm here.

Felipo.

Present!

Gen?

Here, Ma 'am.

Olga.

Here.

Willie?

Present.

You take the first service car.

Nongsky.

That's me.

Liwanag.

You look dim today.

Is Mariah late again?

Everybody's late!

Where are the rest?!

- Not yet here. - Languishing in bed?

Hold this.

What? EDSA?

Until now you're still in EDSA!

Stop pulling my leg!

Get out of bed or I'll replace you! I'm not kidding!

We're sorry.

Are we the last one?

There's lots of you!

The driver and the service van are also late.

Who do you think gets scolded whenever you're late?

Do you know that great actors like Susan Roces...

and Fernando Poe, Jr. never got late!

Who do you think you are?

- You nameless wannabes. - In their time, traffic was light.

Right.

- Do you know this EDSA... - Do you know that Gloria Romero...

and Lolita Rodriquez started as movie extras?

- It's 54 kilometers long from Pasay to Monumento. - Really?

They were just back-up dancers of Carmen Rosales.

It took long before they got their breaks.

Hold it, girl. Are you still hoping?

They're fair-skinned half-breeds with pointed nose. Really now.

Hey, look at Nora Aunor!

Oh yes, you're right.

You see.

You're right.

Here's the service car. Hurry, Loida!

What are you waiting for'?

Picture-picture...

Sir, are you one of the talents?

Not me. My son.

He'll play the young Piolo Pascual.

What? Say that again?

Young Piolo.

Wait a minute...

Hello?

Myra, Jo here.

Where did you get this child talent?

I said a young Piolo Pascual!

Good grief!

He doesn't resemble Piolo a bit!

He looks more like Pokwang.

What?

I don't care if Batangas is far.

He's scheduled in the evening yet. Send him to the location.

Promise me a young Piolo Pascual, okay?

Sir... I'm sorry.

There has been a mix up.

It's not your fault.

I promise I will hire your son the next time.

Including you, if you want.

Just not this time, ok?

But we came all the way from Bulacan.

And I already told my neighbors he's the young Piolo Pascual.

Then take down all your posters and banners while it's still dark.

Okay, move it.

Squeeze in.

Hurry UP-

Where's Loida?

Talents, listen.

If the role doesn't fit you, reject it.

Don't overestimate yourselves.

If it calls for a driver, be sure you can drive.

If they need a young Marian look-a-like, have some shame if you're uglier than me.

Please hurry up.

We've got a long way to go.

Help the kid out.

Okay, next time.

Loida, close the door quick.

Okay, let's go. Quick.

You want to sit over here? There's more room here.

Okay. Thanks.

Come over here.

I'm sorry.

Careful.

Take care.

Now I can breathe.

Thank you.

Someday, mark my word... we'll be famous.

We'll have our own vans.

I'll have my own too.

And I'll be the sole passenger.

I'll get two assistants.

I'll have three.

What will you do with three?

I'm rich.

That's how rich people are.

They buy things they don't need. Three.

I'll have four then.

You can ride in your cars with all your assistants.

Not me. I'll have a separate car of my own.

On to the location!

Fierce!

- Smart girl. - You're right.

I didn't get your name?

Madonna, at your service.

Madonna.

When I have my own car, I'll give you a ride.

But for now, you can buy your cellphone credits from me.

I'm selling lots of stuff.

Mineral water, noodles.

Want to buy some?