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Our quiet town of 7,000 residents holds

more than a Southern manners and prize-winning fried

chicken recipes. We also hold discretion.

The biggest indication of which lies in

our bank's coffers and buried in our dirt.

Cash - lots and lots of it. In our small town,

we have 45 millionaires and 3

billionaires. That's a rough guess. It all

depends on how stupid or smart

the generations have been with their Crown

Cola stock - that's where it came from.

Crown Cola. Say Pepsi or Coca Cola

in this town and you best

watch your back on the way out. It was Cole

Masten, Hollywood award-winning A-list

actor. The man women would think about in the

dark of the night. Who read a little

Southern novel that no one had ever

heard of and he was fascinated by it.

A novel about our town. A novel that

exposed the plantation homes for what

they were. The camouflage of millionaires.

God sent his son to remind
- What? Now?

Sorry. Excuse me. Sorry.

Where is everyone? Why, hello?

Sunday, only Yankees would think that

would be an appropriate time to thrust

themselves into our lives.
- Summer,

I'd imagine you're ready for your big day

tomorrow.

Hello -Hi.
- What can I do for

somebody stopping by unannounced?
- Please

tell me you're the owner of this

fabulous estate.
- No. why? - Do you have

owner's number? - Oh, I can't give you the

Holden's number known that you're a stranger.

Why do you want?
-I'm not really at

liberty to discuss.
-Oh, well, good luck.

But, what? God.

Feel free to take a seat, Mr. Payne.
It is hot out.

How do you know my name?
- The way you've

been stomping around town? The cows in

Thomas County can even know your name.
-Is that why

I've been so unsuccessful? Because I'm as

you so politely put it, stomping around?

It’s two-fold.

You’ve been stomping around town but

you've not been telling people what you want.

This is a private town and we don't
like strangers.

I was instructed to be discreet.

Were you instructed to be successful?

Because you can't be both.

I’m Summer. Summer Jenkins.
- Bennington Payne. My friends call me

Ben and at the moment,

you're looking like the only friend I have around

here.
- Lets not label this relationship just yet.

Now, what do you want in Quincy?
- I’m a location scout from

Envision entertainment and I'm here to

procure your spots for-
- The movie.

How do you know?
- Everybody in Quincy knows

about the movie. The mayor got the call.

Caroline, the new secretary she called her sister.

Within five minutes, it had

spread like wildfire.
You see there are

two types of secrets in Quincy.
The ones

we keep close and then we have the

really juicy one.
- And the movie news is juicy.

So there shouldn't be a problem.
- No one

is gonna let you film in their home.
- Why not?

They get money, fame and bragging rights.

People in Quincy don't need money.

Present company excluded.

This is the old South. Bragging is a sign

of weakness.
- Please, all the mansion's all

the big gates.
- Mm-hmm. All old money.

This movie is starring the Cole Masten.

Academy Award-winning actor.
Quite possibly,

the most beautiful man to grace

Hollywood in the last decade.
The man

women dream about in the dark of the night.

Really? Not all the women.

So what do I do?

I need a mansion preferably two and a

bar or tractor, a cotton field in 15 other locations.

What I think you need? You need

a local somebody from Quincy. Somebody

who can negotiate with the landowner and

someone that can make all the necessary

arrangements with the locals.
- But that’s my job.

How much they are paying you for this job?

120,000 -I'll do it for 25. –15. –20.

And I’m the only hope you have.

Deal.

Okay. Are you ready?
- Let's do it. – Cole, tell us

about your wife.
- I don't think she

eeds an introduction I am pretty sure

you're familiar with her.
- Well, you've

been married now almost five years, which,

in Hollywood is quite a feat. Tell our

viewers what is your best advice for a

successful marriage?
That’s a good question.

I think a lot of elements

elements make for a successful marriage.

But if I had to pick one, I would say

Honesty. Honesty is crucial. Nadia and I

have no secrets. We tell each other everything.

Our philosophy is to get everything

out in the open, no matter the

consequences.
- I think that's great. I hear

you're going to my home state of Georgia

for your next project.
- I am, yes.

The Fortune Bottle.
It's a story of the early days

of this soda and the wealth that

created in a small town called Quincy.

and how a young feisty secretary played

By Minka was very instrumental in the

development of the product.
It's based on a book

I read and it's also the very

First time that I'm in charge of the production.

We're gonna start filming soon.

I’m looking forward to seeing

The Fortune Bottle when it hits the screen.

So good to see you, Jenny.

Thank you so much for having me.

Come back any time.

Minka can't make it.

She wants to reschedule the read-through tomorrow.

Her heart's not in this project, Cole,

which is going to make it more difficult

for me to direct her especially if she keeps

rescheduling our meeting.
- She said she's in.

I can't think of anybody else

who fits that role.
- We need an Ida, Cole. Can’t make the movie

without her.
- I'll handle it.

Okay, uh, do you want me to schedule a

massage for you later today.
- No, take me home.

I want to surprise Nadia.
Oh, and, uh,

what's going on in Quincy?

Oh, the location manager was a real hot mess

But he has turned it around and

he's securing locations as we speak.

I liked my hotel. It has a pool and it's

hot here in Georgia.

Why did she just looked at you like

she'd been into a bad piece.
- Quincy and I have history.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Wright.

This is Mr. Bennington Payne.

He's in town scouting for locations for

the movie.
- That'd be the one with Cole Masten?

That's right. The Fortune Bottle.

Mr. Payne would like to stay with you

If you have room, of course.

Oh, would you now?
- He'll be in town for

quite sometimes while, he prepares things

for the movie and of course he's working

very closely with Cole Masten.
- Oh, is that so?

Well, I might just have a room for you?

Mr. Payne.

How bad is this?

Gargantuan bad.
- Is the movie gonna crash?
- No, The Fortune Bottle

isn't crashing, okay? Movies don't fall apart

over this. We should be more

worried if this is the end of Codia.

People love Codia. Cole and Nadia are the

glue that holds our picture-perfect world together.

They buy each other extravagant

gifts and have ridiculously hot sex

together.

Codia can’t fall apart. They can't get

divorced and we certainly can’t have Cole

attempting murder on Nadia's lover.

Sheriff called and he's worried if Cole Masten’s

violent. He's had a lot of calls

from voters. This is an election year.

Votes are everything.
Of all the things I'm worried about

Cole Masten’s risks to townsfolk

is not one of them.
- It’s not

The townsfolk he's worried about.

He’s worried about your California golden boy.

This is the carry state. We value our

personal safety here.
We don't want him getting

himself shot.
- Shot? They can’t

shoot the Cole Masten.
No one is shooting-

Okay. Okay! Just simmer down.
I think you got a

wrinkle.

On your forehead. Yeah.

The moment you’re yammering about Cadia.
- Codia! Not Cadia.

Codia.
- Whateveria.

Cole. – Got the divorce papers.
- Honey, just hold a second. I’ll be right back.

Let’s go somewhere private.

I'm sorry, Cole.

You should have called.
I got our lawyers involved.

It's over.

We're over. –No. -I don't love you anymore.

I don't know if I ever really did love you.

I mean, I think, I just love the idea of you.

- but, how?
- That we’re equals and you're

no longer Bikini Babe Number 3.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry. It's not personal.
- This. This

makes it personal. Never caring about

The Fortune Bottle and now you want it.

It’s a joint asset.
- No, it is not. I purchased it.

I am producing it. No one's gonna think

it's a joint asset.
- I think it is and,

Tony agrees. – Tony, our lawyer?
He's not my lawyer.

How quickly you moved from an apology

to business?
How long have you been

planning this?

I need a lawyer. The best damn divorce

lawyer in the country.

That would be Brad DeLuca. He handles

every big celebrity divorce.
- Get him here

I don't care the cost.
- All right. I’m on it.

Wait where do you want to go?
- Anywhere with alcohol

and women.
- Okay.

Shit!

Thank you.

You're late.
- Sorry. Business to attend.

Bullshit! Pussy isn’t business, and this,

right now, is the most important thing in your life.

So when we make an appointment,

keep it.
- You know you work for me, right?

Here. This is Leonard McCloud.

He’ll put up with your bullshit and

cover your ass in court.

Oh, so they're the best. –Exactly.
-I've paid you

your advance.
- And, I’ll refund it.
- Sit down and hold on.

Please.

Sit down.

I'm sorry. I’m late.

Sorry?
- I'm sorry.

Look, you've been a celebrity for a long time,

but in a courtroom, against your wife?

You’re equals to each other.

You’re, you’re nothing to the judge.

You’re normal. If I'm gonna represent you,

you have to know that life as you know

it is over.

You're not a bachelor yet, not until this divorce

is final. You are my bitch, and I will say

if and who you fuck, what you say to whom,

and when and how you work.

If you want to keep this film as yours,

you will leave this shithole of a city
and go to Georgia.

You’ll keep your dick clean

and that pretty-boy head of yours down

and do your job… nothing else.
I've buried five,

five of your indiscretion since Sunday.

My team doesn't have time for the popularity

contest your dick has entered.

We are gonna paint you as Hollywood's

Golden Boy. You listen to me,
and I promise you

I will keep The Fortune Bottle of yours

and any other shared assets you want.

I just want the movie. She can have the rest.

Okay, I need you to commit to my terms.

No sex. No relationships. No women.

Agreed.

Oh, and,

let's go.

Go where? –Quincy. -Morning, Masten.
–This guy is fucking lunatic.

We’re getting in a jet right now.
Heading to Quincy.

Now, now? –Yes. Now, now. It’s a fucking Brad’s idea.

You’ll be there in a three and a half-

Hey, you're that movie star?
Well, what you doing in Quincy?

You got engine trouble?

No, has my assistant not called?
- Nope.

Nope, nobody's called.
- Is my car ready?

- Nope.
- Bad news. Your assistant been in an accident.

What?

Posted on TMZ. He's alive, but he's

pretty beat up.
- We got to get back to LA.

- No. No.
- He's been my assistant for 13 years.

I gotta go see him.

No, you're not going anywhere. Oh, the

LA hospitals are gonna be a zoo,

waiting for you.
- Mean to a borrow a vehicle?

That worked for you?
- Sure thing.

I'm checking the local contact now.

You’re going to burn.
-No, I’m not.
–Yes, you are.

You didn't put on any sunscreen.

I don’t wear sunscreen.
- You do realize the Sun is literally

aging you before my eyes.

You do realize you're in Georgia and not the

Wild West and you've completely

ridiculous in that cowboy hat.
- I look

fantastic.
- You look stupid.

No days off for important people.
- Bennington Payne. Where am I right now? Quincy.
I’m sorry. Who is this? Yes, sir?

Yeah, I thought that- okay. Okay.

What’s your address?

4 Darrow Lane.
- 4 Darrow Lane. Okay, yeah.

Thank you so- ciao!
Cole Masten is here.

That was his attorney wanted to
know where I was

He’s bringing Cole Masten, here. Now.

How far away is the airport?
- Five. Maybe 10 minutes.

They're not going to come inside.
They're just

coming to pick me up.
They’d probably

won't even get out of the car.
- Okay.

Are you sure this is the right place?

Yep. Yep, Yep.

Hi.
–Hi. Is Bennington there?

Is Bennington here?
- Yes, he’s been expecting you.

Uh, would you be a dear and fetch him

for us.
- Sure, I'll just get it.

Thank you.

No!
- Hi, I’m Ben. Bennington Payne.

It’s so lovely to meet you.
- Bennington, will you get

Mr. Masten settled in his hotel now?

I'm so sorry but because we weren't

expecting Mr. Masten so soon, the estate

where he'll be staying – Kirkland’s house

won't be ready for a few more days

but there are other options in town.

- Sorry, what?
- It turns out the Kirkland house

isn't available yet but Bennington here-

It's Ben.
- Yeah, has a few ideas where

he can house you for the time being.

Sorry to ruin this delightful porch party,

but can we take this inside?

Air conditioning?
- Sure, if you have a second, can I get y’all some sweet tea.

Actually, I gotta get going. My wife will have

my head if I don't come home in time

for dinner.
- I’m afraid, I didn’t catch your name?

Oh, Summer. Summer Jenkins. It's nice to meet you.
I could fix you

sweet tea for the road.
- No. That wouldn’t be

necessary but I appreciate the offer.

Nice meeting you.
Behave!

How about that tea?
- Sparkling water, please.

We don't have sparkling.
- Still is fine.

How was your flight?
You do know it's rude to

ignore someone when they're asking you a

question.

I've booked you in a motel room for a

couple of days until your estates ready.

Start over I wasn't listening.
- I found you

a motel room until your state's ready

in a couple of days.
- Who are you?

No offense but how are you involved in this?

She's been helping me.
- No offense, Mr. Masten,

but you stood in my living room,

sucking up my air-conditioner, drinking my

still water. That's why I'm here and I'm

not involved in anything, Mr. Masten. Ben here

is my friend. We were having a pool party

when your attorney called and

bulldozed y’all’s in here.

You’re all Southern fight and spitfire attitude.
Yeah,

get out or I swear to God, I'll shoot you.

She means it. She has gun in her coat closet.

She's fantastic.

Pardon me?

There’s only a month before filming it's impossible.

Minka is dying to get out of

this movie.
I'm telling you, this girl is

perfect.

Get your ass on a plane and come to Quincy.

You're an actor, Cole. You know everybody

can't do this. The last thing I want is

is to stick a wooden face on the screen.

That's the beauty of it, Don.

She won't have to act at all. She just has to be

herself.
No. I am NOT throwing this

whole movie in the can just because some

wannabe starlet sucked your dick.

cornfield.

Cotton field. Didn’t you read the book?
And I am not in love.

This girl completely blew me off but she was

Georgian as hell doing it.

Pure friggin’ Southern charm. I'm telling you

you come here. Meet the girl, and if you you don't

like her, all right. Tell me to go to hell tomorrow.

Alright, I have a plane waiting for me Van Nuys

in an hour.
- Yes!

Alright, let's turn this baby around.

Let's go back to the girl's place.

What was her name again?
- Summer. You want to cast

cast her in Minka’s role. –Yep.
- But that’s the lead.

She’s perfect for the role.
- Maybe,

you should let me bring it up to her.

She can be a little headstrong.

Yeah, I got that.
- I don’t think she likes you very much.

Good. That’s a good thing.
- Summer!

He wants you to star in the movie.
- Oh, come on. Bennington Payne, are you yanking my legs?

No, I’m not. He wants you to take Minka Price’s role.
He says you’re perfect.

Authentic. He said authentic. “She’s perfect for the role”.
How much does it pay?
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No idea but Summer, nobody gets opportunities like this.

Girls in LA they’d screwed. They kidnap, they

kill for something like this.
- No, seriously. How much does it pay?

No idea. I don’t know. Ask Cole. He’s in the car.
D’you mean waiting in the car? – Yes.

You must be Cole Masten.
- Oh, how’d you know?

My daughter left me a voice message said

don't come home. Cole Masten is here.

And nothing makes a mother come home quicker

than to tell her to stay away.

How do you know Summer?
- I just met her today.

A few hours ago. I came here to meet Ben.
- Oh, you work on the movie also?

I’m an actor.

An award-winning actor.
- Well, that's nice.

I’m Francis Jenkins. Would you be a dear and

help me inside with this stuff.
- Of course.

An actor, you say?
Yes, ma'am.

We need to work on that Southern drawl.

Mama. I see you ignored my voicemail.

Oh, you called? I must have missed that.
- Thank you.

So did Ben talk to you about the part?

He did. –And?
- And I’d be curious

what kind of conversation you'd be offering.

What kind of compensation would you like?

I don't know. I don't know what

would be fair. That's why I'm asking you.

- And you trust me to be fair?
- Well, I trust you

to give me your honest opinion about

what the size of the role in this type

of movie for someone of my experience would be worth.

A hundred thousand and that's being generous.

Your name is negative box office weight.

I'll have to spend a fortune to get you

camera ready.

but I like you Summer and I think you

fit the part. - Don't do that.
- Do what?

That smile thing. It's really creepy.

Millions of Americans would disagree.

Are you interested or not?
- No.

No, I'm not.
-You're not?

No. Not for that amount.

I'm worth more.
-The toe of your shoe

all together by duct tape.
- The amount of money

I have is not indicative of my worth.

If it was, it would indicate

the lesser of us two individuals on this porch.

You’re saying you’re nothing lesser

the individual.
- I'm saying that right now

the only one of us being an ass here is you.

So you don’t want the part.
- No.

Not for that amount.

Goodbye, Mr. Masten. That’s what we say,
in the South, when one person leaves.

It’s called valediction.
- What is it called

when one person makes a huge mistake?
- It’s called life.

Gosh, she’s infuriating.

Bad day? He's very handsome.

Yeah.
- Want to talk about it?

That eggs already been laid. It can't be put back

in the chicken now.
-He's very handsome.

He's also very married.

Night, Summer
- It’s late.

I know how anal you are about calling before I come.
- Summer, I’m picking up Don Waschoniz,

The Fortune Bottle’s director, in this pisshole
you called airport in 20 minutes.

Then, we’re coming to you. So meet us outside in 30.
If you can sell him on your sweet demeanor, then,

the role is yours.
You can name your damn price.

Five hundred thousand that's what I want
and then,

I'll do it.
- Fine, 500,000 it is.

Is that, uh-
- Apple cobbler? It is. I was gonna make pie
but I didn’t have time.

Hope that’s okay for you all.
- Oh, Mr. Don Waschoniz. It’s nice to meet you.

I’ll have you out here on the porch because my mom is asleep

and she has to be up early in the morning.

I don't want to wake her.

I thought we could all talk out here.

I’ll get you all the cobbler.

So you live with your mama.
- Yeah, my whole life. This is where I learned to make cobbler.

I don’t like cobbler.
- You'll eat it and

you'll like it, Mr. Masten.

Ahh… there’s my girl.

Coming?
-Yeah.

She’ll be out in a minute.

Hey, y’all. Ben, can you grab the door? There you go.
- We’re short on time, Summer.

Would you like some cobbler?
I know that you said in there

that you don't like cobbler
- I'm good.

Summer, can you stand over here?

Oh, sure. Like this?
- How old are you?

29. Never married.
- Turn your head to the left.

Turn your head to the right.

Say something. –Like what?
- Whatever comes to mind.

The brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.
- Tell me about the cobbler.

Cobbler? Well, I would have made pie.

Pies much more popular around here

but it takes a great deal longer.

Look at me now. Follow me when I move.
- It’s all about the apple.

Honeycrisp or Granny Smith.

I need to see some fire in you, Summer.

Can you get angry for me? Give me some edge,

Why do you want to know what goes into my apple cobbler,

Mr. Waschoniz? Are my

homemade desserts not good enough for you?

Don't come into my house and insult
my cooking.

I will trot your testicles up,

wipe that California for a smile

right off your face. I will poison your taste.

Okay. Okay.

You can do crazy? I get it.

Summer, honey, are you okay?

I heard voices.
- I'm sorry to wake you, mama.

The movie people came. – Oh,
- They want me in the movie.

In the movie? You mean, with that good-looking young man.
– Don’t smile like that

he just wants me for the movie.

You saw?
-Mm-hmm, if you say so, honey.

This is a joke, right?

This isn't actually where I'm supposed to be

staying for the next three months.

Please tell me, it's just this room.

Curtains with chickens on. Really?
-They’re roosters. You can tell by the red comb and the wattles.

I want this chicken shit out of here.
- Oh, come on.

It’s cute and homey.

We can't change any of the décor.

Actually that was a very firm stipulation

in renting the Kirkland’s house.

We can't move or change anything.

And who exactly agreed to that bullshit?

We did and that bullshit is the only

reason you're standing in some

cockroach infested motel. Ben here,

Ben is working his ass off for you.

I think you know about it all the way in

California with all you-

What’s wrong with you?
- What wrong with me? Are you kidding me? You’re just-

Kiss you. Yeah. Big deal. You wouldn’t shut up.
- You didn’t ask me to shut up.

You don’t usually ask people to shut up. You tell them to.
- Hell, I’m telling you

kiss me again like that and I’ll rip your eyes

out from their sockets.

Well, don’t worry princess. I have no desire

to repeat that experience.
I’ve had better.

Much, much better.

Where's she going?
- Home. Holden’s plantation

and Kirkland’s house. They’re neighboring estates.

She was living right next?
How pissed is she right now?

Never mind.

Don't answer that. Let’s go, uh, we’ll see

some locations.
-You’re okay?

What the fuck is wrong with you?
- What? It's 8:00 in the morning?

I’m well aware of that. And my wife has come

three times so far this morning,
so get your ass

out of bed and be productive.
- I’m on California time.

I was very clear on my instructions to you.

You were to go to Quincy and behave.

Not run around grabbing the first

single woman you find. And then you made her your co-star?
- How do you know that?

Deadline.
- It hasn't hit any press. But it will.

And Nadia’s attorneys are gonna

crucify you with it. You can’t put your
new girlfriend in the movie that we’re trying-

She’s not my new girlfriend.
I’m sorry. Your new fuck
- No.

She is nothing and I didn't cast her ‘cos of-

I cast her because she is Ida Pinkerton.

She’s perfect for the movie;
she was born for this role.

And you’d be proud of me because I’m behaving.
I haven’t thought about Nadia once I settle down here.

Then why did you kiss her?
- How did you know that?

The scout told me. We hired him.
- There was nothing. That kiss was nothing.

This relationship with her worth half of The Fortune Bottle
because that's what is at stake here.

There is no relationship. Can I just

go back to sleep now?

Sure. At least when you're sleeping
I don’t have to worry about you.

Check your email when you wake up. I sent over
the response we filed against Nadia. It’s brutal;

I’m just gonna warn you. I don't want to

punish Nadia. I just-
- We’re only being aggressive about

The Fortune Bottle, though I think

you're being a fucking Saint about everything.

Pop you later.

What?
- I brought you something.

Is it breakfast?
- Are you just going to holler down at me

in the rain, or are you gonna let me in?

I could have waited for you to
put some clothes on.

I don't think so.

You seem very persistent with those rocks.

What do you have for me?
Can you please put some pants on?

It’s rude to waltz around with your junk out.

I know yesterday was a little rough so I wanted

to make it up to you with the

housewarming present.
- A housewarming present.

To mend the fences. Between you and me.

You want to kiss and make up.

In a metaphorical sense, yeah.

What you get for me? –Right.
Are you crazy?

Is that a serious question?
- What normal person

will get someone a fucking bird

for the housewarming gift.
- It’s not a bird.

He's a baby rooster. Oh, come on.
I thought it would be funny.

It’s hilarious. What am I

supposed to do with him? Eat them?
- No, he’s a

pet.

I'm serious, Summer. I can't have a rooster.

I don't have time. I'm too busy.

I don't know anything about chickens.

It’s a rooster. I've had Fred sexed him for me.

You'll be able to tell by the little

spikes on the top of his head. Now I need

you to line this with newspaper. Make

sure the lamp stays on all night.

Baby chickens need a lot of warmth.
- You are

taking this thing home with you.
- No, I’m not.

It's a gift and you do not refuse

gifts. It’s rude.

Oh and Cole? Welcome to Quincy.

Hey, aren’t you the guy, that, uh

I just got a baby rooster,Cocky.
I set the most

original name but-
- Why'd you bring it with you?

I don't know. I mean, doesn't it need

to be checked out or I don't know

if I could leave it alone?

You know, it's a chicken.

It ain't a pet.
I mean, you don't need to give

it a name or put up a bedazzled collar on it.

What does it eat?
- Corn.

Corn? That's it?
- Yeah, it's a chicken. I mean we ain't got

no Chef Boyardee nine flavors

rainbow got a crap.

If you want to get fancy,

You can use that FRM formula over there

and cost twice as much. They don't make a

squat shit a bit of difference.

Anything else I might need for him?

Vitamins? Shots? medicines?
- It's a ch-

Chicken, yeah. Got it.

Hello. Special delivery from Miss Ida Pinkerton.

Here's a script.
- Thank you.

Love that dress would look better on me.

You sign that contract yet?
- It's eight-two pages long.

There can't be anything good to say in that many pages.

Then get an agent like a good little actress and

have them look it over.
- And have them take a percentage?

No.
- Summer, I can't even with you.

Either sign the thing or pay someone to review it.

Hell, get a lawyer.

Pay him an hourly review.
- My ex is a lawyer.

- Do you trust him?
- I hate him but,

yeah, in business, I do.
- Great. Give him a call.

I gotta run. Mwah!
- Bye.

Hi, Scott.
- Summer, how are you?

Fine, thank you.
I have a contract that I'd like you to look over.

If you good.
- Okay, yeah. I can do that just,

uh, send it on over to Shelley, my assistant.

And she'll make sure I get that today.

I know who Shelley is. She was one of our bridesmaid.

Of course you do. Something I'm used to saying.

It's a talent contract for the new movie

they want me to be in.

Really?
- Cole wants me for the lead.

Cole?
- I've got to run, Scott and uh, I'll send it to Shelley.

There's have been a lot of curiosity

about you in town. You work in the movie.

That's just distracting facts from their

original business toward me.

Well, I was thinking that you want to leave.

And that's why you wanted the job.

For the money and a fresh start.

Oh no, don't you worry about me.
I mean,

that is what you do or not.

Yeah, right? This little- you feeling guilty?

Quincy was a great place for you

to grow up, Summer. But you're a woman now.

And you you need to find your own place

in the world. I know that and I wouldn't be

a good mama if I tried to hold you back.

Where will you go?
- I don't know,

but I know I want to be somewhere different.

I want to be someone different.

Someone without a path. Someone without scorn.

I want where I want to be is someone with a future.

Will you come with me?

No.

No sweetie. I won't. But you will always have a home.

Right here, with me. So let that give

you the confidence to go right out there

and take some risks.

You deserve that, Summer.

Deserve that.

Can you believe they cast Summer as the

leading lady?
- And she had the nerve to

call Scott and ask for his help.

Hasn't she done enough to that poor boy?

Maggie! Hi. How's that husband of yours?

He's got one foot on a banana peel and

the other on the grave, honey.

Nice truck.
- Brand new. Bought all by myself

without my assistance help

because he's in the Hospital.

Did you put him there?

What did you want?
I'm trying to call you for

the past three hours.
You're not picking up

your cell phone.
I don't have a cell phone.

No, you've been calling the house phone. I've been

out here working.
- You don't have a cell phone.

- Nope.
- You need to get a cell phone.

At least for the next couple of months until

the movie wraps then you're welcome to

go back to your life of reclusion, if you like.

- Why were you calling me?
- You got media training tomorrow

Are you building this fence?

- Mm-hmm.
- Isn't there someone more-

Don't you dare say someone's
more qualified.

- I'll help.
- Hey, City Boy. You stay in the truck.

We don't want you getting dirty.

I know how to fix the fence, Country.

You called me City Boy. Stay.

Cocky.
Just set him down on the tailgate and roam around.
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- You brought the chicken.
- I'd figure you want to see him.

- And you called him Cocky.
- He seems to like it.

- Where did you ever build a fence before?
- Didn't you ever seen the Legends of Montana?

Nope.
- Spent six months on the ranch. Bought the

damn thing afterwards. So yeah, I know

how to fix a fence.

Thank you for your help. Got a lot of chores

to do before the movie starts. Yeah.

See you around.

See you at the media training.

I'm Brecken Nichols, media consultant in charge of PR

for the fortune bottle. You will be required

to help promote the movie so we need

to make sure that you handle

yourself with confidence and

professionalism. We're going to review

posture, smiling for the camera, jargons

and abstractions. Set up straight. Okay.

Hold yourself with poise. It just-

Relax. You, literally, look like you have a

stick up your ass.

Glad I'm not the only one she hates. Grab some lunch.

I'll work with her for a bit.

You know, I don't eat. Neither should you-

by the way.
- Who is she?

I'm going to turn off the camera.

How many you guys have worked on so far?
- Uh, something about jargon and

abstractions. As you can see it's gone

real well.
- You don't have to worry about jargon.

You're Southern, that's okay.
Okay.

We don't need you to change that. Ordinance,

though, might be a problem for you.
Rambling.

Don't ramble. Abstractions. The verbal fillers,

that 'you knows', the 'uhhs'-

I know, I know. The fidgeting, blinking,

Summer, look at me.

Forget the rules. Just ask me a question.

- What kind of question?
- Any kind of question.

Are you in pain?

You don't seem upset about her leaving.

Don't ramble. Be concise and don't look away.

That indicates shame.

Nadia and I were together for a long time.

Whenever you lose someone after a

long time, it hurts.
But I think it's for the best.

She's happier in her new relationship.

And that's what I want. For her to be happy.

That's what I would say if a reporter

asked. It would put me on the

high road and subtly turned everyone against her.

Is it the truth?

No. Feel very odd about Nadia. I feel stupid.

I feel off balance.

I feel taken advantage of.

I like that answer better.
So would the press.

The truth is always more

interesting but it's also much more dangerous.

Do you feel closer to me now?

Having heard that?
- Yeah.

If the public knows you, Summer. They will destroy you.

I can't help themselves. They love our weaknesses

so much, that they dig deeper, they feast

and pillage on our exposures until we

ask people- you as Summer, me as Cole-are gone.

And all there's left is what they want

to see. Any other questions?
- What?

- Ask it.
- Were you telling the truth when you said,

I was a bad kisser?

No. - No.
- Be concise. Don't ramble.

I suppose being evasive is one of the

rules also, right?
- Yeah, actually it is.

Anytime you can be evasive, you should.
- Wait!

Thank you. It's been a while I needed to hear that.
-It's been a while since you were kissed?

Don and I are meeting at my place

tomorrow morning early to go over the script.

You should be there.

- Sure. What time?
- 8 a.m. Don't be late.

Okay. We're ready to get back at it.

- Yeah.
- Sit. Not like you're milking a cow.

Where's summer?
- I don't know. Her line's been busy.

- Busy. Is everything okay.

- Yeah.
- I'll go get her.

Summer.

I pass your door. It's unlocked.

Your phone's been busy.

For the love of God, Summer. If you want me to stop,

you'd better tell me right now.

Yeah.

Wake up, Summer.

- That's a mistake.
- That was not a mistake.

It was. Stupid!

Is this something that you do?
You'd go psycho after you fuck someone.

I don't fuck people and I'm not a psycho.
I just don't want to

cuddle with my co-star.
- Co-star?

Pretty high on yourself, aren't you?
- Oh, you really are

an asshole.

Summer, am I missing something?

Did I do something to piss you off?
- Yeah, you're married.

My wife fucked half of Hollywood while

we were married.
- Oh, that's what marriage is to you too.

She cheats so you cheat?
Everyone goes away

happy and even?

I never from the day I met Nadia, kissed

another woman, slept with another woman.

Not until she served me divorced papers.

Now there's a long list of my name on

top of her.

Please leave, Cole.

God sent his Son so we might-
- What? Now? I'm sorry.

Sunday. Only Yankees would think that

would be an appropriate time to thrust

themselves into our lives.

- Come on.
- Summer, I imagine you're ready

for your big day tomorrow.

Don't you mind them, honey.
- I don't. I just don't

feel great.

You're probably going to help me anyway.

I'm an idiot.
- You're not an idiot.

No, I'm an idiot.
- You're not gonna get pregnant, are you?

Because that would make you an idiot.

No. I have a morning-after pill.
- You bagged a movie star. You should be

bragging on Twitter and throwing a fucking party.

Seriously,Ben. How much if I did mess this up?
- By screwing your co-star?

Honey, you wouldn't be Hollywood if you

didn't bang a co-star at some point.

It's nothing. Don't let it affect your performance?

- I won't.
- It's a good thing

my character hates it and we started

filming more now.
I just want to get this movie

out the way and leave town. Forget my past
and forget Cole.

Masten.

When do you leave?
- A few days. No more beer.

Now let's bring you into the 21st century

and get you a cell phone.

Cocky tried to crow this morning.

I was in the kitchen when I heard him in the yard.

First, I thought it was hurt.

I know I've heard it when they learn it.

Takes him a while to figure it out.
- Yeah.

It was pathetic.

I was embarrassed for him.
- Oh, he'll learn.

And when he does, he'll do it all hours of the day.

Not just at dawn like in the movies.

Gotta love Hollywood, right?

Do you need something?

- Are we good?
- Stay out of my way and we'll be just fine.

- I don't chase, Summer.
- This is not a game!

I'm not saying one thing and meaning another.

Leave me alone.
- I was wrong about you.

You're a terrible actress.

It's my money, and I think
I know how I want to spend it.

Honey, you don't want to invest in refreshments.

Let the boys

downtown give you a Certificate of Deposit

for that money.

Or bonds. Bonds are a great safe place for

your little inheritance to sit.

Don't talk down to me. If I wanted to let my money

and smoke it like your cheap cigars,

I'll do so. I believe in this product,

just as much as you and all the other

investors. I want in.

Thank you, Mr. Mitchell.

Some of the investors aren't wild about

having a woman on board, Miss Pinkerton.

And what would your opinion be on the matter?

I love women. Then again, you already knew that,

didn't you, Ms. Pinkerton.
- I have no idea

what you're talking about, Mr. Mitchell.

Don't touch me!
- I'm sorry, Country. I thought you liked it

when I touched you.

CUT! Wh at the fuck was that?
- Ask your golden boy here.

He put condoms in my suitcase.

Is that too racy for you Southern belles?

Relax, Summer. It's a prank.

Stop it, you two!

I did not sign on to referee. Let's wrap for today.

It's fine. It's funny.
- Look at her.

So did we get it?
- I think so, despite your best efforts.

She needed her feathers ruffled a little.

She's getting too tense.

It's my money and I think I know how I want to spend it.
- Honey,

you don't want to invest in refreshments.
Let the boys

downtown give you a Certificate of Deposit
for that money.

Or bonds. Bonds are a great,
a safe place for you little inheritance to sit.

Don't talk down to me. If I wanted to
light my money and smoke it

like your cheap cigars, I'll do so.
But I believe

in this product just as much as you

or any of the other investors.
And I want in.

Thank you, Mr. Mitchell.
- It's good. Beauty changes when she's mad.

Another reason to push her buttons.

Do want to show him the other cut?
- Yeah, roll it.

- What? What cut?
- I have no idea what

you're talking about, Mr. Mitchell.

- So?
- What's the purpose of that cut?

It's hot.

I mean, I've got a hard-on just from

watching it. Look, Mr. Masten,

The other stuff is good but this stuff has emotion.

It's got heat. You two look like you're

moments away from banging right there on

the desk.

He's right. I hate like hell to say it,

but he's right.
- We can't use this. It's too-

Real? Ida and Royce hate each other.
Thats

already in there. But if we can use that

hatred to make sexual tension, it'll

bring up a whole other element into the film.

And it would bring in the female viewers

who, right now, we have no draw on,

other than your pretty mug.

- She would never go for it.
- Since when does that matter?

She doesn't have script approval.

Okay, let's do it.

- Hi, Gus.
- Hey, Summer.

- Is that Cocky?
- Friendly thing. You know, I heard Cole Masten keeps him in the house.

Yeah?

Where'd you hear that?
- Around. Drove him here

this morning in his truck.

Good morning.I've put the

Sides and updated Call sheet in here.
- Great.

Thank you.

There is a new scene so you want to

review it before your call time.
- Okay.

There's a kiss. There is no love story

between Ida and Royce. I have read the book.

Three times. I saw that in the damn book.

It's the movie. Writers are adding

the excitement. If you're in the business, you know.

It's normal.
- You know I've read the script.

Ida and Royce hate each other.
Why would Royce suddenly

pushes Ida against the file cabinet

and kisses her passionately. It is stupid.

The passion from their hatred will make

it hotter.
- No, it doesn't make it hotter.

It makes it stupid. I swear if he kisses me.

I'll be losing.
- Yes you will. You'll

fall apart under my mouth, baby.
- Please.

Don't flatter yourself. I don't even like you.

Stupid Side!

- Well, that went well.
- What did you expect? We threw this on her without warning.

I told you. We should meet with her this morning go over

the changes to prepare her. But no,

you wanted to dump it on her via call

sheets and sides.
- Dump it on her. I was one of the

hottest man alive last year.

It's not like she has to mentally
adjust to a war camp.

How hard can it be to kiss me?

It's actually three kisses and a grope.

I'll go talk to her.
- No! With my luck,

you two would make up and any
authenticity to the scene

will disappear.
Just stay away from her.

Cole! Cole!

- I want blue.
- Red is punchy.

Red looks iconic. Red is patriotic.

All right, yes! Come on. Come on, people.
Time is money.

- Yeah?
- I need in California tomorrow morning. You've been

summoned. It's an initial play

mediation. I've arranged it with your director.

Shoot your scene then get you ass

to LA.
- Good.

This is stupid.
- What's the problem, Summer?

Royce gives Ida a car, and in return,
she kisses him.

It's a peace offering.

I would never accept a car. She certainly

wouldn't be jumping up and down doing

this whole pathetic routine, you guys,

have all these screwed.
- It's not

pathetic.

It's how women in the forties acted.

You have to realize she's a divorced woman

looking for a man. Royce is giving her a

very generous gift, and when she hugs him

in gratitude, he goes in for the kiss.

It's logical.
- It is logical if she's a woman

sits at home all day knitting. It is not

logical for Ida Pinkerton, one of the

Original 67. Am I the only one that read the book?
- Script aren't the book. It's an adaptation.

Summer, I gotta get on a plan in two hours.
Please, don't fight me on this.

You're leaving?
- Yeah, I gotta go home, rather, Los

Angeles for the night. My home is under

the control of my ex. Are you gonna stay?

That came out wrong.

Nevermind.
- I'm at the hotel. I'm meeting with

the lawyers tomorrow about the divorce.

Can we just please,
say our lines and get this baby

wrapped up?
- But it's not real.

I don't want to do this. This is is not
a character.

Then ad lib it. Just like you did in the office.

But in return I need a kiss.

- A kiss.
- Yes, I know,

painful. Trust me, Country. I'm not looking

forward anymore than you are.
- Liar.

Yes, baby. And so are you.

- Let's roll.
- Lock it down.

Do you mind watching Cocky for me while I'm gone?

Of course.
- Just don't want him to be alone.

I could take him over to my place.

Or I'm cooking over yours.
- Yeah, if you don't mind.

That's better for Cocky.

And, action!

Well, Miss Pinkerton, what do you think?

Very impressive.

Do you decorate all your new cars, Mr. Mitchell.

- It's for you.
- Me?

- Yes. It's red.
- I'm a woman, Mr. Mitchell.

- Not colourblind.
- You are also not very

appreciative. It's soda bottle beer. I had

a dealership mix the colour just for you.

How very generous of you. Where's my car?

- This is your new car.
- I'm not deaf, colourblind,

or stupid. I can see that the car is red.

However, you are of some misunderstanding

that I would be happy to accept this

from you.
Well, indeed. That is my

misunderstanding, Miss Pinkerton. But I'm glad

that for once today we are on the

same page.

- Where's my car? The black Ford.
- Well, I'm not

entirely sure.
- Could you focus at the matter

at hand.
- Get it back.

- You don't want it back.
- You don't know what I want.

I know you want this.

I mean what I said,

Mr. Mitchell.
- About what?

I don't want it.
- And us?

I don't want the car and I'd
appreciated it if you got mine back.

Understood, Miss Pinkerton.

Enjoy your long walk home.

And cut! Beautiful. We got it.
Cole,

great job. Go catch your plane.

Hey, it's Cole. Just wanna check and see if

your new cell phone's working
- It's working.

Summer?

- Mm-hmm?
- Did you just fall asleep?

- Uh-huh.
- Do you know how many girls would kill

for me to call them? Studios run

giveaways and shit like this all the time,

and million's girls would sign up.
- Girls. Not women.

You know I used to want a belly button ring.

I am NOT a belly button ring.
Where are you right now?

Which room?
-Yours. I hope that's okay.

What are you wearing?

Cole Masten, I am not doing this with you.
-I am asking purely out of

concern for cocky.
He's never seen a

naked woman before. I worry about his

poultry hormones.
- Poultry hormones. Cocky's just fine. I'm not naked.

I'm wearing an underwear.

- And a tank top?
- No.

I was hot and I'm going to sleep.

- No, you shouldn't.
- Uh, this is wrong.

Summer, I am a rock hard and all I can think

about is you in my bed. Please, don't

torture me by hanging up the phone.

- You're thinking of me?
- I've been thinking about you all day.

I wish you're here so you can reach over and feel me right now.
- I've never done this before and I don't know what to say.

You don't have to say anything just touch yourself.
Have you ever touched yourself before?

Oh, yes. I've been single for 3 years.
I can cum myself to orgasm pretty quickly.

I want to be with you so bad.

I wish it didn't end so quickly.
I've thought about it all the time.

- You have?
- Yeah.

Tomorrow night, stay at my house. The minute I get
off that plane, I'll drive there, and I will pin
you down on my bed and I'll worship you.

And I won't let you up until my mouth imprinted on
your mind and your taste is my middle fucking name.

- It's for the movie.
- No. This is different.

I've known you for 13 years.

And how serious are you about her?
- Serious? She's my co-star.

Please. Nadia's team

breathing down my neck, and that

Rottweiler of an attorney you tied me to

threatening my nuts in a jar if I so

much as unzip my pants.

What is this? Some sort of rebound or-

- I wouldn't do that to her.
- To Summer?

Fuck me. Are you in love?

The mediation is starting soon. We should go.

Well, who let you in? This is

supposed to be a private cafe.
- Get the fuck out of here.

And let me talk to my client alone.

Let's just go outside and make sure no one

gets in here.
- Okay.

I really don't want to listen to one of your lectures today.

Mm-mhmm.

Was your assistant correct? I mean if it

is something else and just let me know.

We can attack it from a different side.

What are you talking about?

Walk.

I've been told to stay away from someone before.

Made me chase her down like she

was some kind of wounded gazelle.

She ended up being my soulmate.
- So now you're saying

that I can date her?
- I'm saying that I need

to know what's going on so I can control

the media. More importantly, the judge

and Nadia's take on it. I can't do my job

if you're keeping things from me.
- Honestly,

I don't know what's going on with this girl?

That's the truth.

COle will get the boat, plane, the Montana ranch

in the Fortune Bottle.
Nadia will get the California

and Hawaii real estate. All bank accounts

will go to their respective owners with

joint accounts split evenly.
Nadia do you agree

with the basics of this agreement?

I suppose so, yes.
Cole, do you agree with the

basics of this agreement?
- I do.

Now, if you'll excuse me
I have to get back to set.

Shooting a movie with a no-name and nobody.

I guess I did hurt you more than imagined.

Best of luck to you, Nadia.

I can't do this.

Summer! Summer!

Miss Pinkerton, it seems to me that
you have a bit of an attitude problem.

Coming to my office telling me

how to run my business isn't quite how

we do business here at Quincy, is it?

I must tell you after every time you've

been in here, I've felt, oh- this is

bullshit! Learn your marks and stay on them.

You've changed your marks five

times in the past two hours. If you make

up your mind. It won't be a problem.

You touch me again, I'll put you in your mark

and hold you there.
- Cut! Okay, Summer,

Cole, Let's, uh, let's take five.
Brecken, not now.

We're filming. Press issues can wait.

No. No. This cannot wait.
- What's the problem?

It's not with you. It was Summer.

How did I not know this?
How did we not know this?

We didn't think we needed to do a full

workup on her. I mean, look at her.

We ran background criminal, porn searches-

did the blood work. Everything came back

clean.
- It wasn't a big deal. It was a long

time ago.
- So this is something you

already know about?
- My Rehearsal Dinner?

No. The Rehearsal Dinner from Hell!

Why didn't you tell us about this?
- Clear the room.

I need to speak to Summer alone.

You should have told us. We can control

something that we know about.
This, we can't

control.
Right now, every tabloid in America

has somebody getting on a plane

to Quincy. When they get here, they're

gonna find every single friend of yours,

and every Chatty Cathy and talk to them.

I don't care.
- You will care. You may not care

right at this very second but trust me

you will care.
- I have been an outcast in this

town for three years. You think I care

about what some soccer mom in Nebraska thinks

of me.
It's not just soccer moms

in Nebraska. It's everyonee in the industry.

You know what I think, this industry is bullshit.

It's the one-off thing for me.
After this, I'm leaving.

You get a lead role in a feature film,

and you're just gonna disappear?

Yeah.

You're not like any other
woman I have ever met.

Thank you.

Whether you value your reputation or not

you need to talk to Brecken.
Let her do her thing.

You may have to go on a couple of talkshow.

Just tell your side of story.

No. I don't want to talk about it.

You don't want to talk about it on camera

or you don't want to talk to me?

How do you care?

I need to know if I should have
ambulances on speed dial for my crew.

I'll be worried about the crew.

I'd be more worried about yourself, Mr. Masten.

Don't do that.

Don't call me that. Not here.

Then where, Mr. Masten?

I'm not playing this game with you.
I showed up for the house last night

with an erection the size of Texas.

And you weren't there.
- I'm here right now.

Not here. I did a half-ass job with you

the last time.
I'm not gonna make that mistake again.

And I do care, Summer. Just stop

pushing me away.
You could use a friend right now

A friend?

Will you stop hating me for
just 10 minutes and let me-

I don't hate you.

You liked me?
It terrifies me.

Perhaps, you and I more similar than I thought.

We both react, rather, passionately to

betrayal. I did try to kill a man with a

porcelain elephant.

Tell me what happened.

It's crazy. What I did that night?

Three days before my wedding, I found out

my fiancee was sleeping with
my maid of honour.

Turns out I was just about the
last person in town to find out.

Should have called off the wedding.

But I didn't.

If a kid, or stupid adult or an animal
eats something that they shouldn't,

they feed them Ipecac.

Oh, it caused a violent vomiting
spell that got out all the nasty.

So it was very easy to set up.

The restaurant was serving creme brulee

for dessert, topped with a medley of berries.

I like to say I hesitated
but that'd be a lie.

Two days of pent up anger,
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an hour of polite dinner

conversation with false friends.

It all pushed me to my actions.

It was evil what I did.
In front of everyone.

Especially Quincy where appearances matter.

The town never forgave me.

That was my last moment of glory
and the Quincy sun.

You don't need them.

I know I don't.

And that is why I'm taking
my money starting a new life.

That's why you asked about
the money right away.

Get out of here.

One of the most appealing things
about you, Country.

Means your freedom.
I was infuriating as it has been.

You always say and act I feel.

I want to propose something.
It's Friday night,

We don't have to work tomorrow.

Spend the night with me and for the next

24 hours,

no fighting. Just us together.

Okay.

Cole! Summer! We need to deal with it!

Tonight. My place. I'll handle this.

You came.

Yeah.

I brought condoms.

I have condoms. Thank you.

Where is your bag?

I didn't bring mine. I thought-

You're staying the night.

Are you hungry? I grilled up some steaks.

- Steaks?
- We don't have to-

No. No, steaks are great.

Yeah. I can make some sides.

Do you like okra?

Never had okra.

- Oh, you're in for a treat. City boy.

She definitely seems to recognize
me when I take her treat.

When I ask the feed store about the treats,

I got laughed out of there.

You just leave these. Girls come on Monday.

Monday? It is Friday.

I'm not leaving a sink full of dirty dishes.

Let's just clear the food off and

set the plates down on the counter.

Focus.

How do you think this thing's going between us?

Cole.

Come here.

I've been dreaming of this moment for two months.

Summer. Summer.

I want dessert, City boy.

And you for dessert.

I want something sweet.

You taste sweet.

I want chocolate and whipped cream.

I think Cocky wants to go out.

Chocolate?

You're incredible, Summer.

Scott just got scared of your beauty.
Your strength.

And that incredible fucking mouth of yours.

I think he felt insecure so he choses
a woman that he felt superior to.

I just won't ever cheated on you.

Cole, I see you.

My God, you put up a lot of layers
of assholes just to keep people out.

But I see the the real you.

It's not an asshole. It's me.

No, this. This is you.

Perfect.

I love this you.

And I love your asshole self too.

I think I'm addicted.

I haven't been able to stop thinking about
your system the moment you open your door.

I've been thinking about this.

These.

But most of all I'm addicted to you.

And I can't stop.

I don't think I can ever stop.

Ready for Brecken's lesson to use?

No.

First rule of Hollywood, babe.

The gods don't ask permission.
Be yourself and don't forget to smile.

I'm assuming, since you've squatted yourself

on this personal property, that you know

this beautiful woman beside me.

But what you don't know is that she's mine.

And if you fuck with her you fuck with me.

And if I'm ever so lucky, ask

her to marry me, everyone here is invited.

We'll be serving creme brulee
so make sure you eat up.

A joke, babe.

Except for the marriage part because I love you.

Well, look at all these visitors.

Y'all hungry for some tea and biscuits?

Cuz Imma bring some out lickety-split.

And you're in this huge movie now.
You're just-

Everything seems so- Good luck.

I'll see you at the Oscar this year. For sure.
- Thank you.

Thank you so much. I love you.
It's Hollywood.

They're great. They're great.

Did you hear The Fortune Bottle is up

for several awards including Best Picture.

Summer made that movie what it is.

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh I ran into Shelly and she said

she think Scott and Bobbie Jo are

getting a divorce.

I wouldn't be surprised if he

cheated on her just like he did to our

poor Summer.

yeah