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Yeah. I'm just getting in now.

There was a million motherfuckers
trying to get on the lot this morning.

That Netflix Waterloo miniseries
started shooting today.

That's right. Don't remind me.

We're renting out our stages
to those fucking hacks.

Also, Chris Hemsworth
is in town this week

and wants to get martinis,
but you're booked solid.

Oh, no. Really?

Okay, look. If any slot opens up,
instantly fill it with Chris Hemsworth.

I love that dude. Okay?

Yo, where are we at on
WINK, man? Are we closed?

Almost. Parker just wants to meet
Matt before wrapping this up.

I told you that's gonna
happen. Matt wants to do it.

He said to me, actually this morning, he
said, "I can't wait to meet Parker Finn."

So, tell Parker that so we can
close the deal, sign some papers.

Also, Parker's still worried
it's too similar to Smile.

He doesn't want to direct
the exact same movie again.

Yeah, don't even
worry about that.

He's gonna talk to Matt,
who will assuage him.

And we are gonna
make a great movie.

Trust me, it'll be fine.

Quinn, stop dicking around. Has
Matt even read Owen's script or not?

Matt has got a lot on
his plate right now.

But I'm gonna follow up with
him first thing this morning.

You've been saying
this for months.

We went with you because you said
you had a lot of sway over there.

Can you get a movie made or not?

I absolutely can get a movie
made. I just... I'm sorry.

Can you hold on a second?

Hi. I'm so sorry.
What is happening?

Miss, lot's full. I'm gonna have you park
in the remote garage down the street.

But it's 8:45, so
how's it already full?

Well, we lost two floors
this week for a production.

Okay, Officer Anderson, is it?

Would it be possible, actually, to get
a permanent spot next to my office?

Because I've worked here
for five years, so...

I mean, operations can help
you with your assigned spot.

For now, you're gonna have
to park down the street.

Okay. You know, I'm a CE.

That stands for creative exec,
which I guess means fucking nothing.

Hey, still here. Good luck
finding a parking spot.

And get Owen Kline's
fucking movie made!

Fuck my fucking ass.

- Hey, can I get a water from you?
- Sure.

Thank you.

Look who decided
to show up to work.

Literally two
minutes after nine.

I know. I'm just kidding. But
seriously, we start at nine, you know?

Of course. Yeah. Hey, did you get a
chance to read that script I sent you?

Which one was that?

The low-budget slasher that Owen
Kline wrote for himself to direct.

I think he's so
talented and so smart.

Yeah, no. It was actually
a really fun read.

But Sal's been also developing
a low-budget slasher movie,

and I don't think we
can do both, you know.

The rip-off of Smile? We're
still definitely doing that one?

Oh, yeah. Definitely.

He actually got a director on
board he's really psyched about.

We were just gonna
go meet about it.

Why don't you just help
him with his instead?

Yeah, totally.

What up, baby?

Salamander.

- Fresh draft. Hot off of the press.
- Nice.

Hey, Sal. How are you?

Hey.

Matt, I thought you and I
had a meeting right now.

Oh, yeah. Quinn's actually gonna jump
on board the WINK stuff from now on.

Hey, Petra, can you come in here
and take some notes, please?

- Okay.
- Yep, on my way. Coming.

Yeah, sorry.

Don't be sorry. Just take notes.

All right. So, WINK...

Love that script. Ghosts
that wink before they murder?

That was cool.

Script is really great.
Parker Finn offer out.

He wants to meet you,
which I said was fine.

Isn't that the guy
who directed Smile?

- Yep.
- Really? Him?

Why do you say that like that?

Just 'cause I feel like if we're
already ripping off his movie,

it makes sense to hire, like,
a new, cool director, you know?

Just so it doesn't feel stale.

Yeah, I mean, I don't think
it's gonna feel stale, you know?

The offer's out, the meeting's
being set for this week.

But that was
awesome. Great idea.

Well, yeah. But maybe we
shouldn't settle, you know?

We should probably take
some more meetings.

What about Owen Kline? He's been
dying to make a slasher for forever.

That's actually a
really interesting idea.

Wait a minute. The Owen Kline?
Follow-up. Who the fuck is Owen Kline?

He literally made one of the
coolest movies of 2022. So...

- Did he really?
- Yeah, it's called Funny Pages.

And it went to Cannes.

And A24... stop doing that... A24
released it. The Safdie brothers EP'ed it.

Wait. All jokes aside... Cannes,
A24 and Safdies? I like all of that.

So do I. WINK is not an
A24 movie, all right?

It's not for a bunch of pansexual
mixologists living in Bed-Stuy.

This is a wide release for normal
American people who like cool movies.

Okay, but if we are
making a low-budget movie

maybe it makes sense to take
a big swing on a director.

If you take a big swing,
you can strike out.

Matt, I got you the
original director of Smile

to basically remake his
own movie for this studio.

If a scary smile could gross
over two hundred million,

imagine what a
scary wink could do.

Just because that worked one fucking
time doesn't mean it's gonna work again.

All right. There are 11
Fast and the Furious movies

that prove your little
theory fucking stupid, man.

Okay, listen. I would love to
be proven wrong by you, okay?

- You are.
- I would love to be.

But I just think this idea, as
it stands, is just a little lame.

- Lame?
- It is not lame.

- Yeah. Just a little. Yeah.
- It is not lame.

I mean, honestly, I kinda had,
like, fears it was a little lame.

- It's not.
- And I was like, "It's not lame."

- And then she said it was lame.
- She's fucking dumb.

- And then I'm like, "Oh, no. Is it lame?"
- Okay, well...

Maybe it is lame. Honestly,
I don't want this whole thing

to come across as, like,
a cynical cash grab.

- Well, you need a hit, so it kind of is.
- Yeah.

Well, but it doesn't
have to be that.

You know, I'll meet the Smile guy,
but I'll also meet Owen Kline.

He sounds cool.

- He's so cool. Amazing.
- That is great news.

Matt Remick's office.
Oh, yes. One second.

It's Johnny Knoxville.

Get out. I need to take this.

Knox, Knox, motherfucker.

I mean... Yeah, I'll
hold for Johnny.

Quinn, what the fuck was that?

What was what?

Owen Kline? I'm making a deal.

I've been trying to get Parker
Finn on this for fucking weeks.

Owen Kline is cool.

It's not a cool contest.

That's literally all
Matt talks about.

Matt let you into my meeting
and you absolutely derailed it.

Derailed it? I helped you.

You said the word lame. And you know
that is very triggering to Matt.

When I was a first-year
creative executive,

I did not pitch
directors willy-nilly.

I shut the fuck up because if I didn't,
someone would throw a stapler at my head.

Well, times have changed.

If you throw a stapler at my head, you're
gonna end up dead like Scott Rudin.

Is Scott Rudin dead?

Professionally, yeah.

Okay, well, professionally, if you
don't start respecting the hierarchy,

you'll probably be gone too.

Are you threatening
me? Is that a threat?

I'm trying to give you some
fucking friendly advice.

Chill out, you fucking maniac.

Fire!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
This feels so good.

Oh, God. Quinn,
isn't this amazing?

Did you just cum?

- No.
- This is so good.

- Isn't this so good?
- Oh, my God.

- I'm so sick of getting fucked.
- What?

Oh, my God. Okay. I'm sorry.

Sorry. It's not you. I'm sorry.

I just had a really
shitty day at work.

And you're thinking
about it now?

Yes. I'm sorry. Also, when you fuck me
from behind my mind wanders sometimes.

- Sal's just pissing me off.
- About what?

He said when he was my age,
he just listened in meetings.

He didn't speak. Isn't that
crazy? To not talk at work?

Well, maybe it's your job
to just listen sometimes.

Well, then why did I get promoted
if I can't talk in meetings?

I swear to God, he's
just threatened by me.

Well, you have said repeatedly that
you think you're smarter than him

and that you want his job.

And why shouldn't I have
his job? Because I'm young?

Alexander the Great was
king by 20 years old.

That was literally 2,000 years
ago, and everyone was dead by 28.

My talents are being wasted.

You guys excited? A little
Musso and Frank's on a weekday?

Wow. What a cool dad.

You guys can get
whatever you want.

If you wanna get a glass of
wine, get a glass of wine.

I don't give a shit. Just
don't tell your mother, please.

I saw a pretty funny
meme this week.

It was Schwarzenegger and Carl
Weathers doing the Predator hands.

I was... Here we
go. Yay. Thank you.

Girls...

Thanks.

Thank you.

Skye, why are we still
doing the baby voice?

I dunno.

Yeah.

Oh, Bella, hey. How's
photography classes going?

Your mom sent me a photo
you took. It was gorgeous.

Darkroom class sucks. It takes, like,
two hours to develop a single photo.

Yeah, that does kind of suck.

Just take it on your
phone, you know. Easier.

Food.

- Steak for her.
- Hi, hi.

- This is the Bolognese girl right here.
- Yeah, I can talk.

If you could get a little
extra Parmesan cheese?

You're not gonna
talk right now. Skye.

All right. Hey, Bell, do you want a claw
or do you want part of the tail or what?

Dad, I've been a
vegan since last week.

Why didn't you tell me that
before I ordered all this food?

I told you last time you
called and you forgot.

And I didn't even wanna be
here in the first place.

This place is so old and lame like you.
You don't get anything. You're so cringe.

I'm gonna go vape outside.

You know I canceled a meeting
with Eli Roth to be here with you?

Who?

Jesus Christ.

- How was lunch?
- So good. You like lobster?

Hey, did the Parker
Finn meeting get set?

Because he needs to meet Matt
for that deal to go through.

Yeah. It's confirmed for
tomorrow at 2:00 p.m.

Okay, I need you
to reconfirm it.

Because if it doesn't happen, I'm dead
and I will take you with me, Daniel.

- Okay. Cool.
- You'll come to hell with me.

...intended to be
a temple of cinema.

Hey. You're still here.

- Yeah, I have so much work to do.
- Do you need any help?

- No, you go home. You get your rest.
- Okay. Have a good night.

- Yeah. Sleep tight, pretty Miss Thang.
- See you tomorrow.

Really, Petra?

And delete.

Hey, Parker's here.

- Where's Matt?
- He's right there.

Great.

You ready for a
little meeting, buddy?

I have a meeting. I have
no idea what you're doing.

I'm going to a meeting with
you and Parker Finn right now.

Who?

Parker Finn. The WINK guy? That's
him in the black right there.

I don't know what the
fuck you're talking about.

I've got lunchtime martinis
with Chris Hemsworth right now.

No. This was in your calendar.

Maybe Petra got her wires crossed.
You know, she's still new.

She's figuring shit out.

- And she's honestly not that smart.
- Okay.

But I definitely have lunch
'tinis with Chrissy Hems.

Okay. We are on the one-yard
line with this movie. All right.

This guy needs five minutes of
your time. Give me five minutes.

You can still meet Hemsworth.
We can still get...

Oh, yeah. I'll just
tell Chris to sit around

with his giant Australian
thumb up his fucking ass.

Absolutely not.
Stop touching me.

- Please...
- Fucking deal with it.

Parker Finn.

- Yo. What's up, Sal?
- How are you doing, baby?

- Good, man.
- All right. Good, good.

Did one of these mongrels
offer you water or coffee?

Yeah. No, I crushed
like three waters

while I was waiting for you
and Matt. Let's do this, man.

Nice. So, Matt, not
gonna join us today,

but I think we can get
a lot of work done.

- We can talk about casting and...
- What? What are you talking about?

Yeah.

I thought the whole point of me coming
down here was to meet with Matt?

It was.

Huge problem on one of the sets that
he had to go deal with. But it's fine.

Dude, you remember when
you told me this project

was a huge priority
for your studio?

I said that because it is. Okay?

And there was an explosion
on one of the sets.

- Sal...
- Some people died.

And it's not personal.

Not personal? What do you
mean it's not personal?

You guys are asking me to basically
rip off my own fucking movie, okay?

It's personal when Matt
doesn't show up to the meeting.

Yeah. He feels so angry
about it, and so do I.

Give me one more chance.
Tomorrow, you, Matt.

You name the time. We
work around Parker Finn.

- I can do 9:15. That's it, Sal.
- 9:15. Done. Done deal.

- Thank you.
- Yeah. Whatever.

I'll bring the Courage
Bagels, my friend.

Motherfucker.

Hey, Daniel!

Why didn't Matt know about
that fucking meeting just now?

I don't know. I set it.

- I swear.
- Did you? Okay. I hope you're right.

Look.

- Petra!
- Hi.

How come the Parker Finn meeting
was not in Matt's calendar?

It was. I put it in.
Someone must've deleted it.

Oh, my God. I got hacked.

Yeah, you definitely got hacked.

- Your password is 1234...
- Oh, my God.

...and it's written on a
Post-it note on your monitor.

- Oh my God, I'm sorry.
- 9:15 a.m. tomorrow.

- Matt, Parker Finn, me.
- Yeah.

It cannot be moved.

9:15. Meeting tomorrow.
It cannot be moved. Okay.

Oh, my God. Am I
gonna get in trouble?

Not you.

Sorry.

Hey, Matt. Owen's here.

Are you guys meeting Owen Kline?

- Yep.
- Yeah.

I'm gonna join.

Well, it's kind of a
preliminary meeting.

- Sort of a get-to-know-you, so...
- I can't wait to get to know him.

There he is in our fountain

just like Frank Lloyd
Wright envisioned.

Owen, hi.

- Quinn. What's cracking? Nice to see you.
- We finally got you in here.

- Matt, Owen.
- I'm Matt. So nice to meet you.

- I loved your film.
- Thank you. I love your lobby.

Sal. I missed it but I heard
great things. Great things.

- Jesus fucking Christ, how old are you?
- Nice to meet you.

You're a baby.

- Thirty-two-year-old man.
- Bullshit.

- Young genius. Yeah. Let's get in.
- I really am.

Come on, little fella. You
got your homework in here?

Look. I mean, to be honest,

when Quinn first came
to me with this idea,

I was a little bit hesitant at first.
But, look, if you guys are actually

open to doing something
different, I have a lot of ideas.

We love new ideas.

Just not too new, 'cause we got a
pretty tight formula that we got to hit.

I wouldn't say it's a formula,
so much as a structure

that we a hundred percent know works so
we're gonna do it over and over again.

Right. Okay, well, look, I
wanna entertain audiences.

Just without compromising
creativity. Does that make sense?

Trust me. You're gonna have
to compromise your creativity.

I mean, I think what Sal
is just trying to say is

these movies, they do well at
the box office and we just...

- Right.
- ...want to maintain that

as much as possible.

- That makes sense. Of course.
- Pop quiz, hotshot.

- We make the movie, we edit it.
- Yeah.

- You love it.
- Yeah.

It's your favorite
movie you've ever made.

But we test it and it
gets a 23. What do you do?

- What do I do? What do I do?
- Yeah.

Twenty-three out
of what exactly?

Out of what? Out of a hundred.
What the fuck? What do you do?

- Relax, Sal.
- What do I do?

I would consider the feedback and
take it into serious consideration,

and if there's criticisms that make
sense, I would probably make some changes.

- Right? Isn't that...
- If you get a 23

you're rewriting that thing
whether you like it or not.

- You're doing 30 pages of reshoots...
- Okay, Sal. Come on.

...in three days.

- I don't think you can do 30 in three.
- We've done it before.

- That's not even possible.
- These are ridiculous hypotheticals.

- No. Let's actually get down to business.
- That doesn't make sense.

- Right, Matt? That's ridiculous.
- I don't know. I wanna hear

what he says if his
movie tests like shit.

- That's a good question I think.
- Yeah. Totally.

I've heard a lot of good movies
get low scores. Am I wrong?

- Again...
- You're absolutely right.

...a lot of pretentious
art house shit that dies

- at the box office.
- Okay.

Those test low. We want
this to not be that.

- Saw, Final Destination...
- Listen.

- You're gonna make a great WINK.
- No, I'm listening.

- Wait. What are you...
- It's not gonna be mine.

I appreciate... You got a
strong vision for this though.

I'm really... I'm rooting
for it. So, listen...

We should just revisit
this meeting...

- and we can circle back and then...
- I'm not revisiting anything. I'm out.

Godspeed, little fella.

That kid was not as cool
as I was hoping he'd be.

I like him, but we
dodged a bullet.

Yeah, maybe someone who went to Cannes
isn't the best guy to remake a movie

that's already been
remade twice, you know?

Three times if you count the
short. But, hey, Parker Finn.

Oh, yeah. Excited to meet him.

Better luck next time, Quinn.

- You'll get 'em.
- Yeah.

What the fuck was that?

That is tit for tat.

- What are you talking about?
- What am I talking about?

Don't play dumb
with me. Come on.

I know you had something to do with Matt
not being at the Parker Finn meeting.

But now you know, don't
fuck with my slate.

You're the one fucking
with my slate, okay.

I've been trying to get
my first movie greenlit

while you're remaking a movie
for the third fucking time.

Stay in your lane.
Wait your turn.

At this rate, I'm never
gonna have a turn.

Honestly, yeah,
you're probably right.

I'm smarter than you.

I watch more films than you.

I actually went
to film school...

- "Ooh, I went to film school."
- ...and I care about filmmaking.

Okay. We don't make
films. We make movies.

And we're not artists. We're
executives. And you're not even that.

You're just a fucking D-girl.

Did you steal that
from The Sopranos?

Your burns aren't even original.

Gabagool.

Daniel, come to me.

D-girl? Fucking D-girl. I'll
show you fucking D-girl.

- Great work, Daniel.
- Thank you.

You brought the Perriers
out to impress Parker Finn.

- Yeah.
- That's how you seal the deal.

Yeah.

What the fuck?

Hello? Golf... The golf cart in
your spot? That's weird. Yeah.

Just one second. I'll
move it right now.

Hey, has anyone seen
Sal's golf cart keys?

No? Have you seen them?
Have you seen the keys?

No.

Quinn.

I saw you at my desk yesterday.
Did you take the keys?

No. I did not do that.

Wha... I don't believe you.

- I don't fucking believe you.
- Okay.

Fuck. Fuck!

Hi, I'm calling from
the Steinberg building.

There's a Porsche parked
illegally right out front,

license plate number 8A76H3.

Someone needs to tow
it away immediately.

Thank you so much.

Quinn, what the
fuck are you doing?

Stop eavesdropping. God, Daniel,
why are you so obsessed with me?

What the fuck? Fuck!

Sal, I'm coming. I'm sorry.

What the fuck is happening here?

Sir, you can't park here.

Yeah, no fucking shit.
That's my space. I'm Sal.

Someone parked their
golf cart here.

Do you have, like, a
universal key or something?

Unfortunately not.

Sal, the golf cart keys are
usually on my desk and they're not.

- But I swear to God it was Quinn.
- Shit.

- Sir, you're gonna have to move your car.
- Yeah, I can move it.

No, you will scratch it again.

For the millionth time,
I'm sorry I did that.

Fuck off! It's 9:15.

If Parker Finn shows up, you tell him
I'll be there in three fucking seconds.

- Run, Daniel. Go now. Go!
- Okay.

Thank you for nothing,
Officer Johnson.

- Here we are, Mr. Finn.
- Thanks for the ride.

Jesus fucking Christ.

Oh, my God.

Move, you fucking
French pussies.

Excuse me, please.

Fuck it!

Jesus Christ. Jesus
fucking Christ.

- Fuck!
- Hey!

- You can't park here.
- It's fine. I'm fine.

Fuck!

- Oh, shit! I'm so sorry.
- Oh, my God.

- Are you okay?
- No!

Fuck.

- What the fuck?
- I'm sorry.

Move!

Obviously, get the
fuck out of the way.

Hey, excuse me. Do you know
what time we're getting started?

It's 9:25 and I have to leave
soon for another meeting.

Yeah. We're just waiting
on Sal. One second.

- Where is he?
- I'll ask and I'm sorry.

- Yo.
- Do you know where Sal is?

No. He was supposed to be here ten
minutes ago. What are we doing here?

Well, do you want to go
in there by yourself?

Absolutely not. I don't
know this fucking guy.

I'm not gonna make
small talk with him.

Shit. He's coming. I'm
pretending to be on the phone.

- Let me know if Sal gets here.
- Okay.

Uh-huh. Totally.

- Hey, Matt.
- Yo, sorry. I'm on a call.

- Yeah. I think I'm gonna head out.
- Great. Cool. Thanks for coming in.

Have a good one.

- Huge fan of Smile.
- Great.

And Smile 2.

- Parker Finn!
- What?

Sal, are you kidding
me, man? What is that?

No. Dude. What?
Get away from me.

- Fuck. Sorry.
- Dude, look at you. You're late.

You're covered in...
What is this, sauce?

- It's chili.
- Dude, no. Fuck you. Fuck Matt.

Fuck this whole place, man.

- Parker. Stop!
- I'm going back to Paramount.

Just let me fucking
explain. Fuck.

Hey, Sal. You got a little
something on your shirt.

Hey! Quinn!

- What?
- I know this was you.

How could this
possibly be my fault?

Don't play dumb for the
first time in your life.

I know you put that fucking
golf cart in my parking space.

- And why would I do that, Sal?
- Don't fuck with me, missy.

Hey, do not talk
to me like I'm 12.

Get that fucking
thing out of my face.

What are you gonna
do with that, Sal?

I'm gonna throw it in your
stupid little fucking face.

You're gonna throw a
burrito at a young woman?

Yes. Yes, I am.

No, you don't have the
balls to fucking do that.

You think so?

You don't think I have the
balls? The fucking balls?

Make my day. Make my life, old man.
Come on. What you got? Come on.

Let's go, old man. Right
here. Here's your target.

What is wrong with you?

- Oh, my God.
- No, no, no, no.

- No, no, no. Stop!
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Holy shit.

Well, no one got seriously
hurt, so that's good.

That's great.

Yeah, thank fucking
God for that one, huh?

But Netflix needs us to
investigate the accident

to get insurance to
cover the damages.

Well, who caused the accident?

Well, we don't know who caused it,
but we do know what. A quesarito.

- I thought it was a burrito.
- A quesarito's a type of burrito.

Why wouldn't you
just say burrito?

I was being specific. Do you
wanna run this meeting, John?

Yo. I don't give a
shit about any of that.

Just tell me how this
caused the accident, please.

So, this quesarito hit an AD
driving a golf cart in the face,

causing him to
crash into the set.

Why would somebody throw a burrito
at an assistant director's face?

- Great question.
- Jesus.

HR will be handling
things from here on out.

If it was an
accident, it'll slide.

But if it wasn't, well,
that's another story.

Well, the important
thing is no one got hurt,

so it kind of doesn't matter.

I mean, it matters. I wanna know
if I gotta fire somebody over this.

It feels like an accident
though. Thanks, guys.

But if it's not, definitely
find out who did it.

- Accident.
- Or not.

Hi. Laura from HR.

Do you have any idea who
eats this kind of burrito?

There she is. The one with
the burrito. Right there.

Fuck me. I'm so fucked.

Fuck me in the ass.

Excuse me. I'm so sorry.
Excuse me. Oh, God.

Now, behind me, across
from the office area,

are Continental's
screening rooms.

Directors will screen early cuts of
their films for Continental executives,

or collect audiences' feedback before
heading back to the cutting room.

Before the advent of digital,

these screening rooms were
used to screen pictures...

- All right. There you are. Listen.
- Oh, my God.

HR's onto us, so we need to get
our stories straight, all right?

There was a burrito. There was a bee
right there on top of the burrito,

so I fucking hit it
and it went flying

and it hit the guy, and
that's what happened.

No. We are not
getting out of this.

I am getting out of this,
and you are going down.

- I'm going down?
- Yes!

- What the fuck are you talking about?
- This is my chance, motherfucker.

I'm gonna tell her that you
threw that burrito at me.

And when I do,
you're out of here.

Hey. You were asking for it.

- Yeah.
- That's not gonna hold up

in the court of HR.
You are so fucked.

All right. Yo, for real, I
will get massacred in there.

And I'm technically
a bit of a minority.

A bit of a woman of color.
So you're double fucked.

I'm gonna be a hero. There are
gonna be marches in my name.

Hey. Please don't do this.

Okay, so when you get fired, I'm
definitely gonna get promoted, right?

That means I am getting your office,
and your parking spot, and your salary.

- Holy shit!
- Listen to me, all right?

I'm gonna be honest with
you. I have two daughters,

and they are not smart
and they are not talented.

And I'm gonna have to
bankroll their lives.

And I'm here, begging you
to let this go. Please.

Listen, Sal, it's
not personal, okay?

- It's business.
- All right.

Quinn. Come on. Okay, look.

Hey, I'm sorry I treated you like
shit because you're young, okay?

It's just you remind
me of my daughters.

- I'm not falling for that one.
- No. Not like that. It's just...

They also think I'm a loser.

You all have the same youthful
disdain when you look at me.

And when you said that my WINK
idea was lame in front of Matt,

it made me feel very
old and irrelevant.

But also, okay, you gotta stop
acting like a little petulant brat.

You can't get me fucking fired because
I was a little mean to you, okay?

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

- Watch me. Oh, yeah.
- No, Quinn.

Quinn, don't do this.

Quinn, please do not...

Please, do not.

What are you doing?

I don't know. I'm crying, 'cause
you're gonna destroy my life.

Oh, my God.

Now what are you doing?

This was supposed to be fun for
me, okay? And you're ruining it.

Quinn. Oh, my God.

Quinn, does this mean
what I think it means?

Quinn.

Oh, my God. I love you so much.

No. Don't touch me.

Fine. Okay, we will
do what you said.

We will get our stories straight. We'll
make it seem like a whole accident

- if you agree to the following.
- Anything you want.

You have to actually help me
get my own movies made, okay?

I know we don't
have the same taste.

I know the movies I want to
make aren't the most commercial,

but that's why I actually
need all the help I can get.

And you've done this a million
times before and I want my shot.

You got it, okay?

But you gotta be a little
more respectful to me.

Okay, just because I hate
movies with subtitles

doesn't mean I have
nothing to teach you.

I've been doing this shit a
very long time, Quinn. Deal.

I would like one more
thing. Your parking spot.

- Where the fuck am I supposed to park?
- I don't give a shit. Do we have a deal?

- Great.
- Yeah. Great.

Fuck, she's good.

- Good morning, Sal.
- Morning, Quinn.

- Hey, Daniel.
- Fuck you, Quinn.

I need some help
on director ideas

for WINK. Matt's
up my ass about it.

- Oh, yeah, I got a big list.
- Good.

Is that a new cologne
I smell? Pinto, is it?

That's so good. You owe
me $3,000 for the suit.

- What? No, I don't.
- "No, I don't!"