The Truman Show

We've become bored with watching actors

give us phony emotions.

We're tired of pyrotechnics

and special effects.

While the world he inhabits...

Is, in some respects, counterfeit,

there's nothing fake about Truman himself--

no scripts,

no cue cards.

It isn't always Shakespeare, but it's genuine.

It's a life.

I'm not going to make it.

You're going to have to go on without me.

No way, mister.

You're going to the top of this Mountain,

broken legs and all.

We find many viewers leave him on

all night for comfort.

You're crazy, you know that?

Well, for me, there is no difference

between a private life and a public life.

My life...Is my life, is the Truman show.

The Truman show is... a lifestyle.

It's a noble life.

It is...

A truly blessed life.

Yeah, tell me something I don't know.

All right. Promise me one thing, though.

If I die before I reach the summit,

you'll use me as an alternative source of food.

Ew. Gross.

It's all true. It's all real.

Nothing here is fake.

Nothing you see on this show is fake.

It's merely controlled.

Eat me, damn it.

That's an order.

Maybe just your love handles.

I have love handles?

Yeah.

Little ones.

Meryl: Truman!

You're going to be late.

Ok!

Good morning.

Morning. Morning.

Oh, and in case I don't see you,

good afternoon, good evening,

and good night.

Truman: Yep, yep.

Morning. Morning, Spencer.

Hey, pluto.

No, no, no. Get down.

Spencer: He won't hurt you.

Get down. Ha ha. I know.

It's just me.

Come on, pluto.

Ohh!

Holy cow.

What is it?

Radio: Here's a news flash just in.

An aircraft in trouble began shedding parts

as it flew over seahaven just a few moments ago.

I know.

Wow. Luckily, no one was hurt.

But, hey, how do you feel today?

Mmm, mmm.

Heh heh. That's good.

You thinking of flying somewhere?

Nope. No? Good.

This is classical clive with classical drive,

so why don't you forget about the perils of flying,

settle back, and let this music calm you down?

[Classical piano music plays]

Dog fancy, please.

Dog fancy.

Thank you very much.

Truman: Ahh!

Give me a paper there, will you, Earl?

Oh, and, uh...

One of these for the wife.

Loves her fashion mags.

Will that be all for you, Truman?

That's the whole kit and caboodle.

Catch you later. Ok.

Yep.

Man: Good morning.

Hey.

Hank.

Morning, Truman.

Both: Good morning, Truman.

Hey, how are you, guys?

Beautiful day, isn't it?

Oh. Always.

Oh, and how's your lovely wife?

Good, good. How about yours?

Oh, couldn't be better.

Fine, fine, fine.

Um, nice talking to you, Truman.

You, too. We must go now.

Hey, think about that policy, huh?

Ok, that's 2 for 1. That's a good deal.

Doppelganger special.

Twins: Right.

Hey. Hi.

Hey, fellas. You going in?

Go ahead.

Hey. Go ahead.

No, you first, please.

I'm not that anxious to get there.

Ohh...

[Workers chatter, telephones ring]

Yes, hello.

Could I have directory assistance for Fiji, please?

Fiji islands.

Truman, did you see this?

Ha!

Uh, I'm sorry, ma'am.

If--if he's in a coma, he's probably uninsurable.

Hello?

Yes. Uh, Fiji, please.

Do you have a listing for Lauren garland?

Nothing listed?

Ok.

Do you have a Sylvia garland?

"S" for Sylvia.

Nothing?

Ok. Thank you.

Lawrence. Hey, Burbank.

Got a prospect in Wells park

I need you to close.

W-Wells park?

On, uh...

Harbor island?

You know another one?

Well, I can't do it.

I, uh, have an appointment.

Dentist. Or... Yeah.

You're going to lose a lot more than your teeth

if you don't meet your quota.

Look, Truman...

They're making cutbacks at the end of this month.

Cutbacks?

Yeah. Now, you need this.

Besides, a half hour across the bay,

a little sea air...

Would do you good.

Hey, thanks.

Hello.

Ferry still here, huh?

Thought I might have missed it.

One-way or return?

Return.

There you go, sir.

Heh heh.

[Shutters open electronically]

Uhh...

Do you need any help, sir?

You go ahead. I'll--I'll be fine.

Heh. Yeah.

Hi, honey.

Look what I got free at the checkout.

It's a chef's pal.

It's a dicer, grater, peeler--all in one.

Never needs sharpening, dishwasher safe.

Wow.

That's amazing.

Meryl: Truman...

You missed a spot.

Oh, Jesus.

Mmm.

That is a beer.

You know, I'm thinking about getting out, marlon.

Yeah?

Out of what?

Out of my job,

out of seahaven.

Off this island. Out.

Out of your job?

What the hell's wrong with your job?

You have a great job, Truman.

You have a desk job.

I'd kill for a desk job.

Here you go.

You should try stocking vending machines for a living.

No, thanks.

Now, there's excitement.

Don't you ever get antsy?

Itchy feet?

Where's there to go?

Fiji.

Where the hell's Fiji?

Near Florida?

Hmm.

See here?

Yeah.

This is us...

And all the way around here...

Fiji.

You can't get any further away