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Welcome back to the smoke.

But next time come to my place, cameras
are everywhere.

Thursday, 10pm.

Always a pleasure.

Well, this place is somewhat modest but
kind of cozy, wouldn't you say?

Anyhow... With $44 million investment in
redevelopment at Scottsville, I guess I

can put up with a little discomfort.

Amazing. When I saw the casting call, I
was so totally recognising.

And I felt like it was really me and
where I needed to be.

To be honest, I was so totally wow.

Yes. Wow.

And with my position as CEO of casting,
I'm looking to nurture the very best.

emerging personalities.

And one thing I am very good at is
spotting fresh talent.

Well, of course.

You see, it's all about forging
relationships, looking ahead and

clear talent map.

And I see myself cultivating new voices
and the next generation of movie greats

in acting.

Exactly. I'll do just about anything
to... Yes, very well.

So, let's see what you're about, shall
we?

Yes? I'm going to ask you to perform
your lines, and I want you to think

the motivation of the character.

Okay.

Something funny?

No, I... Well, no, you're doing it
again, aren't you? Why is what I'm

damn funny?

Don't you laugh at me.

No, don't try backpedaling.

I know what's going on in that
vindictive mind of yours. Quit it now.

This isn't a fucking joke.

I'll make it so you never laugh again!

Don't go out in the streets with that
gun. You know the cops are after you.

And your brother is one of them, for
God's sake.

Don't go out in the streets with that
gun.

You know the cops are after you.

Well, this place is basic by my
standards, but with $44 million

in redevelopment at Scottsville, I'll
make do for now.

You found it okay, then?

Well, it was a bit confusing with the,
um... Good!

With my position as CEO of casting for
the studio, I'm looking to nurture the

very best emerging talent.

And one thing I am very good at is
discovering new personalities with whom

studio transforms into stars.

I prefer not to think of myself as a
gatekeeper, more a dream maker.

Ready?

You're going to have to put the gun down
and come to the station, Eddie.

This is not you.

All these narcotics, this pimp, this
place, you're washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop, but I'm your brother.

Don't make me take you down.

And again, can you do an American
accent?

Eyes straight ahead.

Go again.

Add liver if you have to.

You're going to have to put the gun
down.

Here comes the station, Eddie.

This is not you.

All the narcotics, the pimps, this
place.

You're washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop, but you're my brother.

Don't make me take you down.

Good effort.

You're done.

We'll call.

All the narcotics, the pimps, this
place. You're washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop.

But you're my brother.

Don't make me take you down.

Never, even for fun, point a gun at
anyone.

We'll call.

Eddie, don't go out on the street for
that gun. You know the cops are after

And your brother is one of them, for
God's sake.

I like your style, Victoria.

Something about you, a presence.

Many actors lack that.

And for a girl so young, I'm impressed.

Woman.

Excuse me?

I'm 25 years old. I'm a woman, not a
girl.

Yes, of course.

Silly me.

Woman.

I feel you could be a bit more relaxed
in your delivery.

Let's try something.

Pull up a chair.

Close your eyes.

Now, deep breath in.

And out.

Good.

Now, keep your eyes closed.

Don't open them until I say.

Now, deliver your line.

Eddie, don't go out in the streets with
that gun. You know the cops are after

you.

And your brother is one of them, for
God's sake.

Again?

Eddie, don't go out on the streets with
that gun. You know the cops are after

you. And your brother is one of them,
for God's sake.

That's it.

We'll call.

Tell me, why do you want to be an actor?

Okay, let's cut to the chase. What genre
of film gives you a hard -on?

You do know what a hard -on is, don't
you?

Well,

I don't think important.

A story that needs to be told.

Interesting.

Oh. I'm looking for either an athletic
man with piercing eyes and charisma, or

seductress with manipulative charm. Tell
me, is there some confusion with your

application?

I like your bracelet.

Brigitte Devereaux -Jones.

Yes, and thank you for pronouncing my
name so beautifully.

French? Oui.

Belle.

Merci. Je vous en prie.

Ah, you speak French.

Oh, and painted.

You are fluent, I am sure. C 'est
absolument génial. I am very impressed.

Well, let's see how much you impress me,
shall we?

When you're ready.

Eddie, don't go out on the street
without a gun.

You know the cops are after you, and
your brother is one of them, for God's

sake.

Belle.

Merci. C 'est gentil.

I've never known such a miserable
climate.

I swear I'm coming down with pneumonia.

I can't get it fixed, Squire.

Typical.

You know, they found a young -ass
butcher down here around the time of the

Ripper. I did not know that.

I reckon that's why no one's ever done
anything with it.

It's like the walls are the door of the
horror of what went down.

Folks are repelled by it.

Don't think it was the Ripper, mind.

They thought it was a coffee cat.

Anyway, still a good place to stash a
body.

Is that all, then?

Yes.

But don't forget to lock the door before
you leave. I don't want any stray

actors wandering through here before the
next casting.

Now listen, have you seen a jeweled pen
about the place? It's vintage and

belonged to my mother. It's worth over a
hundred dollars.

I haven't seen nothing, Squire.

Well, keep an eye out for it. I want it
back.

Of course.

I'm curious.

Do people find joy in your work?

I mean, there you are, looking like
you've just crawled out of the sewer.

drives you?

The job.

Rather work than not.

But it's a studio we have big deals
going through, sets to build, A -list

to meet. It's invigorating, glamorous,
but you, this... It's like working with

man. Oh, don't tell me. You're happy.

Well, I don't know.

Yeah, whatever.

You're gonna have to put the gun down
and come to the station.

Eddie, this is not you.

All the narcotics, the pimp, this place.

You're washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop.

But you're my brother.

Don't make me take you down.

Jesus, thank Christ.

Thank you.

How are you feeling?

Okay.

Nervous? Not at all.

What did I say?

No scripts?

Fidget with this instead and proceed.

You're gonna have to put down the gun,
Eddie.

This is not you.

All the narcotics, the pimp, this place.

You washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop, but you're my brother.

Please don't make me take you down.

Then again, I strayed ahead.

Don't stop until I tell you and try to
remove the violation.

You're going to have to put down a gun,
Amy.

This is not you.

This is Clay.

The pimp. The narcotic.

You're washed up and wasted.

I know I'm a cop, but I'm your brother.
Please don't make me take you down.

Terrific.

We'll call.

Leave your belongings on the table.

No script, please.

Take a seat, Nora.

What kind of movies do you like to
watch, and what genre of film would you

to work in?

I'm really into horror.

I mean, totally into it.

We don't do horror. It's tacky.

Well, I've done a few smart horror films
with strong characters and a deeper

message reflecting society.

I'm yet to be killed in one, though.

I'd love to be murdered in a film.

Interesting.

Right, audition time.

Let's do a few relaxation exercises to
prepare you.

Close your eyes.

Now, I want you to imagine you're
floating in a warm sea of blue, away

the stresses of the world.

Imagine you're capable of anything, that
you can fly, that you can achieve the

impossible.

Now, deep breath in.

And relax.

Captain.

People, my people, I stand before you
for another performance of this famed

production, which I strive to make
unique and relevant to you, despite the

and relentlessness that Broadway
demands.

I give to you my all, you people of
different genders, cultures,

political allegiances, and artistic
tastes and differences.

all swayed by your upbringing, your
family, not the least your life

which have no doubt comprised their own
terrible hardships and strife.

As, like me, you bumble along a dark and
crumbling road to some resemblance of

light, faint and flickering though it
may be.

But most of all, I stand before you as a
woman.

And I suffer no hindrance from
patriarchy or oppression, for I am

more formidable than any lowly man could
ever imagine.

In my performance this night, every
night, I bare my soul as if tomorrow

the end of all that I am and all that we
are.

Indeed, I hold you to my bosom and pour
out my love on this stage as only

a woman can.

People, my people, I am your servant.

I am woman.

Hello, Mr. Catstone?

Sorry to bother you, sir.

My name is Peter.

How did you get in?

The door was unlocked.

I knocked, but... I don't have any
Peters scheduled for today, and I can't

you in. I'm very busy.

I'm not an actor. I'm looking for my
girlfriend, Nora.

She came here for an audition yesterday
evening, but didn't come home.

I was wondering if you might be able to
help.

I auditioned many actors yesterday.

I understand, but her name is Nora Cage.

I don't know if you remember her. She's
quite striking.

She never came home, and I'm getting
pretty worried.

Are you sure she attended the audition?

I drove her here myself, and she said
she was going to go to the supermarket

then take the cheap home.

You called the police?

Not yet.

Parents? Friends?

Nora's from Chicago. She has no family
here.

And she has no friends she would have
gone to.

So you haven't contacted anybody about
the fact your girlfriend is missing?

I was hoping you might be able to tell
me something of you that I could go to

the police with.

Let me have a look at the picture.

Nora, yes, I do remember her.

I may be able to help you.

First things first.

Wait here.

Come down.

This way.

You want me to follow you?

Yeah.

Please, is there anything you can tell
me to help me find Nora?

I think I know where Nora is.

Where?

That's not something I can tell you. I
have to show you.

Come on.

Thank you.

Tell me why you want to be an actor.

Don't edit yourself, I prefer honesty.

I was ten years old when I was cast in a
school musical production.

I was told I had a natural gift.

I remember a description of brilliance.

So, I believe to be a great actor is my
destiny.

Ten years old, and yet with all that
brilliance.

Still an unknown name.

I've been honing my craft, man.

Building my resume.

I'm ready, and I'll go to the ends of
the earth to fulfill my dream.

In fact, when mothers tell their
children they're brilliant, they're not

necessarily coming from a good place.

Our mothers can harbor a kind of
jealousy that cuts them so.

Nature does not necessarily grant
unconditional love.

It wasn't my mother who told me that.
Nevertheless...

You fit the profile we seek.

At Scottsdale Studios, we set up an
intubator for new talent, where we can

foster and nurture the very best
emerging voices.

Incubator.

Excuse me?

Incubator. You said intubator.

Intubate, which is when they stick a
tube down your throat to get air inside.

I know that because my sister's a nurse,
but...

I think you mean incubator.

Oh, so you're a smartass.

Quite the linguist, aren't we?

I meant nothing by it.

Just the technicality, that's all.

So, Inglis, you speak any other
languages?

French? Spanish?

No?

I, of course, speak fluent French and
Spanish.

Mi hablan espanol para mucho, Ana.

I think, maybe, that your idea of
speaking Spanish fluently is very

from reality.

Living in California, I'd expect you to
master something more than that.

In fact, you've just destroyed a
beautiful language with a terrible

words that mean nothing.

I detest liars.

I never said I wasn't a Spanish speaker.

I'm an actor, man.

A simple look or shift in body language
can transmit words unspoken that are

interpreted as intended.

A simply acting man.

I think we should move on.

Let's do a relaxation exercise.

What kind of exercise?

I'm ready to perform my piece.

Meditation. Close your eyes.

I think I'd rather go straight into the
audition.

This is part of the audition.

Oh, does the character meditate?

Oh, do you think he meditates?

I don't see it as relevant.

Your time is running out and so is my
patience, boy.

Simply questioning the logic of
meditating at an audition.

Once you see what I can do, you'll
understand.

I'll understand what? You're brilliant?

Oh, okay.

Off you go.

Oh, now you want to meditate.

Just getting into character, man.

Get on with it.

You're going to have to put the gun down
and come to the station, Eddie.

This is not you.

Who are the narcotics?

The pimp of this place?

You're washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop.

But you're my brother.

Don't make me take you down.

You're free to go.

Would I get a call back?

You'll hear from me if that's the case.

When? In good time.

Thanks very much for the opportunity.

And I look forward to hearing from you
soon.

Hey, Ruby.

Couldn't recognise you there.

You here for the audition?

What else?

Can I bum one of those?

It's my last one.

Had to cut back. They're going way too
expensive.

Tell me about it. Thucks, right?

Did you get that last gig? Dickens
adapted.

I was completely the wrong playing
agent. My agent did nothing but waste my

and money sending me to that. They like
to tick boxes, fill the rota. Make out

like they're actually working for you.

I don't think this guy even went through
agents.

Cool jacket, by the way. Looks
expensive.

It's not mine.

Borrowed it for the audition.

Have to give the impression you're hot,
even if you're not.

Fake it till you make it, eh? How did
the audition go?

Yeah, I should get the call back.

You said that about the last gig we were
at.

They chose the wrong actor.

100%. What's he like, this Arthur
Capstone?

Strange guy.

Can't quite figure him out.

He wanted me to meditate.

Meditate?

Fucking weird.

I hate the studio movie, right? I can't
live with my parents forever. I will do

anything.

Anything?

Almost anything.

Although I'm not keen on kissing.

You know my friend Amelia, the porn
star?

She said that doggy style is always best
with her co -stars because then she

doesn't have to kiss them. You know,
germs and all that.

Can we talk about anything else?

Well, then maybe you get him to touch
your ass and then threaten to go public

unless he puts you in the movie.

Not a bad idea.

Unless he's gay.

Then he'll get in touch with my house.

Right,

my turn. You want to hang around,
compare notes?

Sure. Break a leg.

Can't be out here, mate.

You're waiting to audition, you're
waiting here.

Do you know the role I'm looking to
fill?

A ductress, alluring.

A skirt is best and more cleavage.

Huh?

It would be far more suitable for the
role, don't you think?

Oh, you don't agree with the word I've
just said, do you?

That's what I wanted.

Relax. I was simply acting.

And I got the response I needed.

That look is what the producers want.

To tell you the truth, I'm a staunch
advocate of Me Too.

You don't have to worry. I'm strictly
hands -off and maintain professional

conduct at all times.

Now, if you'd like to go behind the
screen there, you can remove your

Excuse me?

Well, there's some nudity in this film,
as you are aware.

I wasn't aware.

Well, it's right there in the brief.

I mean, if you're shy, we can find
somebody else.

Got you again.

Oh, damned if I shouldn't be in front of
the camera.

At my chances, of course, but... Oh, you
look upset.

Maybe we should just get on with the
audition.

No, I feel I've put you on edge.

Let's try some relaxation exercises.

Seriously?

Absolutely seriously.

Close your eyes.

Close them, please.

Now, I want you to imagine that you're
floating in a warm sea of blue.

Why are you skulking out here in the
pouring rain?

I'm exploring.

Waiting for you.

How'd it go?

You could have warned me he was such an
asshole.

I said it was strange.

Strange is an understatement. He kept
saying really creepy shit and then

backtracking. I was just trying to get a
reaction out of you. Well, it worked.

Prick. Do you think you'll get a call
back?

I don't know. I've got another shot at
it tomorrow.

Have you got two auditions?

I'm auditioning as my alter ego.

Won't he recognise you?

I'll be transformed tomorrow.

I hope you don't get known for that on
the circuit.

You've got to do what you've got to do.

You know, I work at that fancy dress
store in town.

Well, it's only two days a week, but I
get to borrow stuff.

I need a coffee. You want to come?

Sure.

Where the fuck?

I swear I had some cash in here and...
My credit card's gone.

I had a 20 and my credit card was
definitely in here.

I think you dropped it in there.

What, like cash and card just jumped out
of my wallet?

Shit. Let me get back in there.

What are you still doing here?

My card and cash. They've gone from my
wallet. Can I come in and look around?

Nothing's here. I always check after
people leave.

You'd be amazed at how careless actors
can be with their belongings. If I could

just have a quick look. As I said,
nothing's here.

You must leave now.

Piece of shit.

Fuck, I don't get paid for another week.

Crap.

I know we shouldn't be here, but my
friend lost her credit card in the

room. That capstone guy won't let Owen
to look for it.

Oh, she didn't lose it.

What you just said, he stole from me. Is
that what you're saying?

Best be quick.

I'll be back soon.

If I dropped it, it would be here.

He wouldn't really have stolen from me,
would he?

A Hollywood guy stealing from actors
just seems batshit crazy to me.

I think I found your pen, Squire.

It was on the floor under your table the
whole time.

Well, you've just been here.

That's how I found your pen.

I told you not to come in here without
my present.

Understood.

But that flickering light in the
bathroom you told me about, there's a

with the electrics.

Can I show you?

God, if you must.

What a rush.

What a dick.

Someone stole my card, my cash.

I need that back. I'm broke enough as it
is.

You sure you had it before you went in?

Yes, I'm sure. I'm not an idiot, Dom.

Okay, calm down.

The question is, was it Capstone or was
it the caretaker?

Well, the caretaker implied it was
Capstone.

The caretaker's blaming Capstone.

Then why say anything at all?

And if it was Cap... then why would a
Hollywood movie exec have the need to

steal anything in the first place?

Unless he's not the big exec he's made
himself out to be.

Exactly.

Why would the head of casting for
Scott's self fly over here to conduct

auditions? Surely he would employ
someone further down the food chain.

So he's just a casting assistant
employed by some bigot back in L .A.?

But whatever, someone stole my money and
I want it back.

Leave that to me.

I'll come back tonight when the
building's empty.

That's risky.

This Arthur guy talks like a big ass,
but he can't learn.

It'll be fine.

What?

Impressed? You're alter ego.

Esther Peel. Nice to meet you.

I have to be really careful with this
dress. I'm going to return it to the

later. So, give me ten minutes and
you're on.

Very nice.

You sure you're okay with this?

This guy, there's something strange
about him.

So he dresses up in women's clothes.
Sounds fun.

And you said he's harmless, so it'll be
fine.

Not like he's going to murder me or
anything.

You're a lovely looking girl.

I see you're in a smart cocktail bar
seducing the leading man.

The character breakdown didn't reveal
much, but I thought this dress would be

safe bet.

It's preserved the mystery at the same
time as telling the audience that she's

strong woman with power over men.

Very perceptive and promising start.

First, let's do some relaxation
exercises.

Do you meditate?

No, but how hard can it be?

Close your eyes.

I want you to imagine you're floating in
a warm sea of blue.

Imagine you're invincible, powerful,
that you can fly.

Now, deep breath in.

And relax.

You'll have to excuse me. That'll be the
cleaner. I have to show him what's

needed. But please, keep on meditating
and don't lose the moment.

Lee? Hey, Mr. Capstone.

I was expecting somebody else. Please go
away.

Yeah, man, I was in the area and thought
I'd come by and see you about a

callback. Any news?

You do know who I am, don't you?

I'm the CEO of casting for Scottsdale
Studios off Melrose Avenue, Los Angeles.

major Hollywood studio.

You think you can just drop in here on a
whim?

You want to see me, you make a fucking
appointment.

Yeah, I get that, man, but I was always
taught to be the conductor of my own

destiny, you know?

If you want something bad enough, you
can't rely on other people to drive you.

You have to drive yourself.

My aim is to show you how committed I am
to achieving my dream, to make sure you

understand and can see my passion and
determination.

I know that I impressed you with my
audition yesterday, yeah?

I deserve a callback.

And I know you're planning on giving me
one.

And I am a great believer in hearing
things for myself.

Seeing things for myself.

Grab life by the gohonesh and squeeze.

It's how I live, mate. It's how I
thrive.

And you're leaving.

Or as they say in your language, vamos.

Do I have to give me an answer about a
callback?

I'm visiting the producer tonight. He
has the final call.

You're in charge of casting, though.
Yes, I am.

But tread very carefully, boy.

Come on, man.

Will you recommend me?

Unless you step aside, I'll put word
around so that you never audition again.

I thought you'd abandoned me.

An unfortunate intruder.

Did you take the tour?

Just to stretch my legs.

You're right.

Let's get on with it.

When you're ready.

So, I found a bunch of cards and shit
stuffed in a bag. Mine will be in there

somewhere.

You didn't get it?

No, he came back too soon. Couldn't you
have stored him any longer?

But look, I found this.

Lying on the floor, asking to be
rescued.

You stole it?

Found it.

Beautiful. Might be worth something.

OK, but if you get caught, could be
trouble.

I have to take opportunities while I
can.

Working my arse off in that store isn't
getting me anywhere.

It won't reduce my hours and I can't get
any other work. I'm either

overqualified, underqualified, too old
or too young. So... Fuck it if I fight

Lucky once in a while.

OK.

So what have we learned?

He steals things from actors.

ID cards, credit cards, maybe some
jewellery.

Passports as well.

Maybe we should grab the whole lot.

Go to the police with it.

Says the actor who's just lifted a
necklace from the scene.

Well, come on, Dom.

Don't be mean to me.

A girl needs a little bit of glamour in
her life and the pendant is so pretty.

There she goes with the hair thing.

Come on, Rube. I know what you're doing.

I don't want to get involved with the
police.

I want a role in this movie.

I need it, just like you do.

And maybe your idea with the bag isn't a
bad one.

Only we don't go to the police with it.

Everyone in this industry is up to
something.

And if this guy is maybe a thief... He's
definitely a thief.

Well, if he is, then he's also a
Scottsdale rep with a secret that can

him. We can use this to our advantage.

Sounds good.

Everyone else is using things to their
advantage in this industry.

May as well join them.

Capstone said he was meeting a producer
tonight, so he'll be out.

I can go back in, get the bag, and then
we can threaten to expose him to the

studio unless he puts us in the movie.

We can do the role. He knows we're good.

We hold the bag to ransom.

It's too good an opportunity to pass up.

Oh, you are definitely insane.

Maybe.

If he's trouble, then we can expose him
to the studio later.

Let's get the roles first.

Be smart.

This is our ticket to Hollywood, baby.

It's Scott.

though we're looking for ideas with
international and commercial appeal, but

also crucial social issues that matter.

We believe we can change people's lives
with our motion pictures, and we'll go

to the ends of the earth to deliver
fresh, groundbreaking content, stunning

appearances that break down barriers and
challenge stereotypes and the

unconscious bias stagnating our
industry.

We are passionate.

We are hungry.

We are... You've got big acts on this,
boss.

When I hired you, I assumed you were
going to bring along your own tools.

In the storeroom, box at the bottom.

And do you want me to use the main door
or fire escape?

Fire escape, rear exit, like I already
fucking told you.

It's you, isn't it?

You can't fucking leave me alone, can
you?

Show yourself, you witch!

I'm gonna take this fuck off and die.

Please. I'm gonna die!

Witch!

Show yourself, you witch!

Fucking die!

Toes? Must have been props for some
Halloween party or something.

Tipped in the fridge, like toe
popsicles.

I don't know.

The only thing I'm sure of is that
Capstone is one strange man.

Yeah, the guy gives me the creep.

Maybe this is all a scam and the movie
that he's casting for doesn't even

Maybe he doesn't even work for
Scottsdale.

I did some digging around.

The movie exists.

I got a phone number and got the
receptionist to put me through to some

flunky who...

confirmed what Capstone said about a $44
million refit. And did he work for

Scottsdale?

I asked the guy to put me through to
Capstone, but he said he's a very busy

and unavailable.

Then he got spooked and hung up.

Here he comes.

Wait here.

Hey, Mr Capstone.

Did you see the producer?

What did he... or she... Say, do I get a
call back?

You always do. It's annoying.

Your parents must have been sorely
tempted with infanticide.

They weren't around much.

They were in business.

What was that? A taco stand?

Wind turbines in Puglia.

Renewable energy, you know.

It's a big industry in southern Italy
with the government and that shit.

Your parents are wealthy, are they?

Money doesn't drive me.

Art is my motivation.

Oh, and you're privileged and get to
live your dream. How nice of you.

I must say, your parents' business is
intriguing.

Are they investors?

Let's say they have their fingers in
many pies.

So, my call back?

30 minutes to my next audition.

Come on in.

Julia, huh?

Have you been?

Alas, no.

And wind turbines, commendable.

The planet thanks you.

Or at least your parents.

Where did you grow up?

Me?

San Diego, California.

And how do you like this country?

Cold, damp, the food is drab, and the
people, unfathomable.

How long have you worked in this
industry? You must have a lot of

I started in the theatre.

My mother was the famous Broadway star,
Elisabetta Emerald.

Offstage, she was a witch, but when the
spotlight shone on her, she had a voice

that would silence the nightingale to
shame.

Absolute belle du jour.

You inherited her talent?

Naturally. But you didn't pursue a stage
career?

I did, but my mother fell ill and I had
to nurse her.

And by the time I was... Free to
continue. Well, I missed my chance.

I'm sorry.

You don't give a shit.

Have you memorised those signs for your
audition?

Yes.

How long are you in town for?

I leave tonight.

So I should know for sure by this
evening if I've been shortlisted or not.

We'll call as and when.

How many more towns do you have left to
visit?

This is my last, thank God.

Then you're heading back to the States?

As fast as the silver bird will fly me
there.

How many times have you visited on this
casting tour?

Too many.

Do you want to do the audition?

Come on, man.

Is it really necessary?

I mean, you saw what I did yesterday and
you were impressed, right?

Eric and son of a bitch, aren't you?

But I guess coming from money affords
you that privilege.

Tell me.

Do your parents make you work for a
living, or you have some sort of

arrangement?

They're generous with their money.

Look, why don't you come back here later
and we can discuss?

And bring that pretty girlfriend along
of yours as well.

Actually, not my girlfriend, man, but
does that mean we both have film roles?

No, it does not, necessarily.

But as I said, let's discuss.

I have one more audition to get out of
the way at 5pm, and then I need to head

straight to the airport, so come at
four.

I will.

What, he wants to see me as well?

I'd like to think he wants to give us
both movie roles, but I think he's more

interested in my parents' money.

What money?

Your parents are still running that
burger van on the A127 with your sister,

aren't they?

Yeah, but Capstone doesn't know that.

He's obviously motivated by money, so if
he thinks I'm from Wales...

Maybe it'll help.

Don't see how.

Come on, Rube.

People like us don't get the top gigs.

We don't go to the right schools.

So we have to dress right, make
ourselves look like one of them, you

Take Cary Grant, he did it.

Dressing up fancy, mixing it up with the
high societies.

He was one of us.

Without the money or the fancy
education.

What about me?

He has no reason to suspect that I've
got any money.

I don't think he's thinking about money
when it comes to you.

I don't think you should come.

I've got a bad feeling.

Oh, no, no, no. You are not taking all
the limelight for yourself.

OK. But stay with me at all times, all
right?

You're so fucking paranoid, and I can
look after myself.

Actors need to be paranoid.

Paranoia is my friend.

How do you, Squire?

Just to say I'm all finished and to wish
you a very nice trip.

Did you pick up my laundry?

I don't know anything about laundry,
Squire. I asked you to pick up my

I don't recall you saying that.

I'm leaving shortly and I specifically
asked you this morning.

I really don't think you did.

There you go.

Told you it was nothing to do with me.

Well, go get it now.

No can do.

I just wanted to say I've finished and
wish you a bon voyage and hopefully

meet up again if you're ever in the
country.

You flatter yourself, don't you?

If I ever return to this backwards
country, I won't be looking the likes of

up.

Especially someone who appears to have
light fingers.

Well, fuck off then.

I'll get the laundry.

Leaving son of a bitch.

Shouldn't we wait outside here?

Follow me, I want to show you something.

This is seriously creepy.

Uh, Don?

What's that?

What?

That.

I've got a bad feeling.

About what?

About what?

You don't think that was a bit creepy
back there? Relax.

It's probably the remains of a rat or
something.

They grow to mutant sizes in this city.

You should see what I saw in the fridge.

What, the toad? You said they were
Halloween party props.

Come on, Rube.

How long have we been at this game?

We've been battling for years to get
somewhere.

I'm good. I know I'm good. But maybe if
something was going to happen, it would

have by now.

You're the same. You've literally tried
everything.

Instead, we're just wasting our lives on
this never -ending rollercoaster ride.

Don't say that, Dom. Never give up,
right?

We should step away for a bit.

Go be normal people.

I mean, look at us in this shitty
corridor.

And our big plan to get movie roles was
to hold a fucking bag to ransom.

What the fuck are we doing?

Maybe acting just isn't our destiny.

Well, fuck you then.

You may want to give up, but I never
will. And I will damn well do everything

my power to get to where I want to be.

Sander, was I expecting you?

I hope not.

Well, is everything in order? The
credentials I delivered last night?

They checked out.

I'll have some better quality goods for
you tomorrow.

Out of a hundred actors, five of them
might come from wealth.

Damn fools think money can buy them
talent.

I've been hearing rumors about you.

And the more I get to know you,
Capstone, the more I see of you, the

inclined to believe these rumors.

Especially after speaking with a chap
called Lee this morning.

He's apparently been doing some cleaning
for you.

You know Lee?

There aren't many people in his line of
business in this city. I know them all.

Well, I, um... You smell that?

No, it's not you. What the hell are you
doing?

Perfume.

Can you smell perfume?

The only thing I smell around here is
you, and I definitely smell something

Perhaps you can answer me this.

What do you know about missing people?

Specifically actors.

Specifically young, dark -haired women.

You and me.

We've done some good business.

What you've supplied has been top draw.

But if what I'm hearing is true, I am
seriously alarmed.

I might be many things, Capstone, but
taking a woman's life...

Stepping over the fucking line.

Thief and despist.

Complete your shit.

Then leave this country and never come
back.

Got it?

Good.

Delightful speaking with you, as always.

Jesus, he must have known like a
bloodhound.

Did that man just say what I think he
said?

I don't think that was a rap back there.

Come on, let's leave before the creeps
lift us up.

Leave your things on the table.

No script.

Stephanie, tell me about yourself and
what experience you have.

Well, it's all there in my CV. TV and
film.

Like a mix. And some stage.

Can I say, I am so excited about this.
What kind of movies do you like to

Thrillers and courtroom dramas are my go
-to genres.

Do you like horror?

Well, I would say no, but my friend
Ellie is so into horror, and her

is too, so I'm like, okay, I'm going
there.

Ever wanted to be murdered?

I'm sorry?

Murdered, killed, executed, rubbed out.

In a film, of course.

I... I just want to portray the
character as best I can, as

Are you method?

If you were to be killed in a movie, how
would you go about your research? How

would you realistically portray dying?

I'm not method.

Shame.

Do you get nervous in front of the
camera?

No.

Are you nervous now?

No.

Well, I have a routine at auditions.
Nervous or not, I like my actors to

meditate before they perform their
lines.

I'm not sure that's something I'd
feel... There's nothing to be concerned

Close your eyes, please.

Close them.

Listen to the rhythm of the metronome.

Now.

I want you to imagine that you're
floating in a warm sea of blue.

Imagine you're invincible, powerful,
that you can fly.

Now, deep breath.

I know you're here.

I can smell you.

I recognize your perfume.

You can't leave me alone, can you?

Even in death, you're still trying to
control me.

I don't stand for it anymore.

I'll get a freaking priest to exorcise
you if you don't leave me in peace. What

are you doing?

You have no idea who I'm connected with,
do you?

And how much serious fucking shit you're
in.

You're connected to nobody, Capstone.

You're a pathetic fraud.

You represent no Hollywood movie and
you're no Scottsville exec.

I'm a master of what I do.

It's amazing how stupidly trusting
actors can be with people in power.

You have no power.

And your desire for such has regressed
into delusion.

And your fanciful and misguided judgment
is irrelevant.

So as long as you keep getting your
stolen IDs and I get my financial

should both live and let live.

I told you the taking of a woman's life
is abhorrent to me.

Unforgivable.

That young chap.

Dominic told me he telephoned your
studio, talked to someone about you.

You see, he was still clinging to the
dream that you were going to give him a

role in a Hollywood film.

Of course, he had no idea that you were
a filthy killer.

So, who are you really?

Because you're not Arthur Capstone, are
you?

Capstone is a reclusive octogenarian
with a heavy tan.

And an eye patch.

Someone with too much power and not a
charitable bone in his body.

What's your real name?

I'll not tell the likes of you.

The likes of me?

Oh, the irony.

It doesn't matter. I'll find out.

You know that film, Cool Hand Luke?

Well, Luke, played by Paul Newman, had
to eat 50 eggs as part of a bet.

Actually, on the set, it was apparently
just eight.

But that's enough, I'd say.

Impressive. How wonderful.

A history lesson about movie trivia.

Alas, we don't have time to prepare the
eggs for you.

But here's something else I found
earlier.

Thank you so much for this opportunity.

I thought I'd, like, missed the
deadline, so I'm so thrilled the

been extended.

So, a little bit about me.

Yeah, I've been told I really bring life
to my characters, which is why I won

Best Emerging Voice at the Swamp Life
Horror Film Festival.

You know, it's an achievement of which
I'm most proud.

That's very impressive, Jodie.

I'm glad to think so.

I do hope you'll consider me for the
role.

Is the movie financed?

I only ask because I sympathise so much
with filmmakers.

It's so hard to get funding for films.

I've been disappointed so many times
that movies haven't moved forward

of lack of money.

It's not something you need to worry
about.

We're arranging finance as we speak.

Do you like this dress?

I'm going to keep this one.

You deserve it.

Dance with me?

Maybe later.

Oh, come on, doll.

Pretty please?

There she goes with the hair thing.

Chilling, Rube.

You're just scared of not looking cool.

Eddie, don't go out on the streets with
that gun.

You know the cops are after you and your
brother is one of them, for God's sake.

gun down and come to the station, Eddie.

This is not you.

Or the narcotics. The pins.

This place.

You're washed up and wasted.

Yeah, I'm a cop.

But you're my brother.

Don't make me take you down, Eddie.

Don't make me do it.

You got a gun?

You're the only one here with a gun.

But I thought you had the gun.

Whose gun is it?

Yours or mine?