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Trevor?

Why did you
wanna become an actress?

Who is this?

That doesn't
matter right now.

All that matters is
that you've just landed

the role of a lifetime.

Wait.

Hello?

Ah.

If you want to
see your husband alive again,

you need to leave the
house right now.

Control the narrative before
the narrative controls you.

No way.

Why?

Why what?

Why here?

It's your favorite, why not?

You know why, and
please do not answer me

with another fucking why.

Looking good, pretty lady.

You said it was a
matter of life and death.

You look very much alive.

I'm dying on the inside.
Thank you for noticing.

Where have you been, Vada?

Hi, y'all, ready to order?

Could you, uh, give us
a few minutes, please?

Of course.

I'm sorry, but I'm
a massive fan.

Do you mind?

Sure.

Take as
much time as you need.

Do you wanna know why I left?

Okay, um, you suffocated me.

"Eat this. Drink that.

Take this role. We're
going here.

Oh, no, no, no way in
hell we're going there."

I cannot exist in your world.

So you're telling me this now?

We've been together for
six fucking years.

It is not my fault

that your ginormous ego
got in your way.

I've always been there
for you in the background,

your greatest champion,
cheering you on.

Calvin, you, you were
more like my director

and a shitty one.

That is not a relationship.

That is a fucking dictatorship.

It's that easy, huh?

People are not loyal to you.

They're loyal to their
needs of you.

Once their needs are met,

they just disappear.

That's who you are. This
was never love.

This is some big gigantic game.

This was real for me.

It's not acting. It's
not a movie.

Are you even listening to me?

Vada, look where you are.

Did that just happen
just because?

Vada.

Vada.

Hello, you okay?

Vada.

Trevor.

Oh.

Where to?

Anywhere but here.

Ah, bummer, I hear
they have killer shakes.

The best.

Too bad.

What the hell?

Whether you
choose to believe me or not,

I am here to help you.

Then tell me how
to get outta here.

That bathtub is where

your suffering begins and ends.

Only the longer you
spend inside the house,

the harder it will be to leave.

Hello?

Hello?

Who are you?

Please Pardon my intrusion,

but I may be able to help you.

- Help me how?
- Escape.

You should let me inside. Your
husband's life depends on it.

I want answers. You hear me?

First one here.

You should be thanking me.

You said you'd help me.

Did I?

You're fucking right you did.

Oh, fucking God.

And put that knife
down before I ruin

that pretty little face of ours.

No.

I said down.

Good girl.

Oh, bloody hell.

It's a proper latte.

Who are you?

I am you, you cheeky cunt.
You've been up upgraded.

Enough of this bullshit,
I need answers.

That's your biggest problem.

You got too much mouth,
not enough heart.

Some crazy little girl
keeps calling me,

I can't leave, and
now you show up.

If you're not gonna help me,
get the hell outta my house.

Oh, lads, look who
decided to grow a pair.

How pathetic.

Can't even look threatening.

No wonder your career's
in the slums.

Buckle up, princess.

But, Your Honor, I'm
sorry. He's lying.

That is enough.

Actually, she's right, Your
Honor. I lied under oath.

Tell them what you said to me.

Ms. Desmond, another
outburst like that,

and I will fine you
for contempt.

I'm in love with
Natalia Desmond.

You're pathetic.

And that's why

you must die.

No, Natalia, we were
meant for each other.

That never mattered.

And neither did you.

Cut, outstanding.

All right, let's move on.

Shoot, are you sure?

Oh, my God, was that okay?

- You were incredible-
- was it convincing?

darling.

- It was so good.
- Oh, thanks.

I'm so sad that was
our last scene together.

I know, but at least
I got an epic death.

Yeah, they really do
love you upstairs.

Yeah?

They could have given you
a shitty death like Ricky.

- Poor Ricky.
- I know.

Uh, you didn't even see
his face, right?

- He was just in the box.
- Yeah.

- It's tragic.
- Must have pissed

- somebody else off.
- Yeah, he did.

- Poor old Ricky.
- I know.

You know what I'm gonna
miss the most?

What, making out
every 15 seconds?

Yeah.

You want to, uh, be
giving me a proper send-off?

Oh, back from the
dead already?

Welcome back, bitch.

Imagine a world you're
walking along the edge

of a giant skyscraper.

Like a wanker, you
lose your balance.

You slip. You fall.

Splat, you die.

Then you awaken, and
you're relieved

because you're back in the
real world and very much alive.

I've had dreams like that.

Well, that's exactly
what this is,

a nasty little dream you
can't seem to wake up from.

That's it?

That's what I said, didn't I?

But today, you're in luck
'cause I offer a way out.

How?

Take the pistol, bring
the barrel to your head,

pull the trigger.

This doesn't make any sense.

Mm.

Once you wake up, it will.

There you go, love.

Fucking hell.

Yes?

Killing yourself

won't help you.

It will if this
is just a dream.

More like nightmare.

She's lying to you.

What you do here will change
the course of the plot.

And that's not what
you want, correct?

What does she want from me?

For you to escape.

Well, that's what I want.

Not like
this you don't.

So I'm just supposed
to listen to you?

Yes, silly.

Running outta time here.

Shut up.

- I cannot think with you-
- Inside your head?

Blame yourself. You
invited me here.

Oops.

If you truly want
to see your husband again,

kill her now.

What if I don't?

Then she may
influence you to the point

where I can no longer help.

So?

Predictable.

Oh, bloody hell.

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch
a bloke bite by, fuck it.

Time to play Raven's roulette.

- Raven?
- That's my name, twit.

Now quit dillydallying
and hit the release.

Slip the bullet into
the chamber.

Spin it.

Lock it.

Six chambers, two domes,
one bullet.

Thinking of blasting me again?

Thought crossed my mind.

I bet.

But sadly, if you kill
me, you kill Trevor.

Kill yourself. Free yourself.

Liar.

If you can't do it, then
play the game, pussy, cat,

and let fate decide.

I can beat you.

Your turn.

Got your confidence
up, my bruv.

I said your turn.

I heard you the first time.

Tell me.

Is it pride that's
keeping you from blowing

your pretty little brains
out all over this table?

So it's pride that's keeping
me from killing myself?

I didn't know a person
needed pride to do that.

I guess pride is my best
Goddamn friend.

You're looking up at the clock
like your life depends on it.

No, just Trevor's.

Empty.

Told ya.

Trust me.

Taking life is the best thing
that could happen to you.

Even if this is a bad dream,

and I wake up in my
bed safe and sound,

at least I know that, in my
subconscious, I chose to live.

You hear me, you sick, psychotic
bitch? I choose to live.

Your turn, bruv.

You just fucked poor
Trevor in the ass,

and you don't even realize it.

Try not to get your
knickers in a twist, love.

Wow, that was
quite the performance.

Put my husband
on the phone.

What would make
you think he's with me?

Bullshit, I am so
sick of this game.

Focus. Your past
is the key to all of this.

Put him on the phone.

If you had to
choose between your career

or your husband's fame,
which would it be?

What kind of fucking
question is that?

I don't know if I can do this.

What do you mean?
You got this.

If I fall now, the whole
world's gonna be watching.

Okay, well, we both know
that's not gonna happen.

Except we'll never find out if
you don't get out this limo.

But if, if everyone hates it,

I have to go back to
that terrible soap.

Hey, I didn't mean it
like that, okay?

I know.

Years from now, you're gonna
look back at this moment

and think, "This is where
it all began."

I'm proud of you.
You deserve this.

Just remember how many A-listers
you beat out for this role.

All right,

let's do it.

Why can't I leave?

The question
shouldn't be why can't you

but rather, why won't you?

Tell me.

What's the last thing you
remember about your husband?

I remember
our wedding day.

You're fighting
me again.

In order for you to leave this
house, you need to remember

how you got here in
the first place.

Watch your step.

Oh, shit.

Ow, ow.

You got this.

How's that position, good?

Oh, yeah, I think it's fine.

Awesome, so excited
to have you.

- Oh, thank you.
- And we're on in one.

Okay.

Looking good, pretty lady.

How's everything?

Hi.

Well, how have you been?

Uh, just busy, you know.

That's about it.

Good, glad you're here.

This should be good for you.

Gotta come round.

All right, guys,
pictures next.

Could you not make
this weird, please?

Well, it's a little
too late for that.

Okay, well it doesn't
have to be.

Baby, what happened to us?

Stop.

Okay, um, let's get
something clear.

I came here for one reason
and one reason only.

All right, and we're up,
and that's three, two, one.

Got it, let's get to work.

- Yeah.
- All right.

All right, I'm your host
with the most, Calvin Campbell.

Welcome back to another edition
of "Celebrity Confidential."

Mm, yes, yes, yes.

Listen, y'all, we all love
to hear a good old story

that can transport us
into alternate realities.

We all have fictional heroes.

What about the real heroes,
the regular people like you

and I that could overcome
all possibilities?

Now see, what I know is
that Hollywood yearns

for these type of stories.

That brings us to
our first guest

with her powerful new biopic.

It's entitled "Struggles
of the Fall,"

making its way into selected
theaters this Friday.

Please welcome our
first guest, Vada Brent.

- Please, please.
- Hi.

Please, please, please.

Ah, thank you for having me.

Let's go ahead and dive
right into it, all right?

Let's do it.

I know this is a
passion project for you,

so tell us a little bit
about the movie.

In short, it is the true story

of Olympic swimmer Mary Grace,

who ended up losing her ability
to compete professionally

due to a horrific fall

at the hands of her
abusive husband

in the 1960s.

- Mm-hmm.
- Um,

Mary Grace, um,

she's paralyzed, uh, from
the waist down and, um-

Waist down or the neck down?

Uh, the waist down.

- Gotcha, gotcha.
- Um, uh,

she, she, uh,

winds up having to move back
home to her hometown, um-

Guys, I gotta an open
mic here. Come on.

in Indiana.

Sorry, go ahead.

uh, a broken woman.

- Um.
- Like Gary, Indiana?

- Um.
- Indianapolis?

- Hammond.
- Okay.

Uh, but gets the support

of her, uh, estranged
mother and, uh-

Stepmother or real mother?

It's her real mother.

- Okay.
- Um,

uh, and slowly

but surely begins to
piece her life together,

- and it eventually-
- Don't give it all away.

The story sounds good, right?

Uh, and, and, you know, I
can see you're passionate,

and you wanna give it
all away, but you know,

we don't want to, we want,
we want them to go see it.

We are sold.

I do wish you the very
best of luck.

Let's just switch gears
real quick and go into-

- Great idea.
- uh, what people

are really talking about, eh,

because there's been a
lot of press lately

about you transitioning
from daytime television

into movies.

Will you finally
be taken serious

as an actress, dramatic actress?

- Hello.
- Hey, how'd it go?

Um, it was a disaster.

Come on. I'm
sure you were great.

- Parked outside.
- Okay, just give me a minute.

You need this press.

Uh, you didn't really
gimme much of a choice.

Uh, I know
this isn't the best time,

but I figure I should
just tell you

they ended up casting Victoria.

I, uh, I did everything I could.

Okay.

I'm sorry,
babe. I, I really tried.

Thank you, I gotta go.

I said give me one minute.

Oh.

- You're on in five.
- Shut the door.

I'm gonna be heading out.

So this is, this is a
lot to process, you know.

The only thing for me
to process is the fact

that you purposely went
out of your way-

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- to make me look

like an idiot, Calvin.

I would've asked any guest
on my show those questions.

Really? Really?

Your publicist begged
me to have you on my show.

I told her no.

She said that your career
is in dire need of a reboot.

And so I finally agreed.

I didn't have to do this shit.

I don't owe you nothing.

You're right, Calvin.

You don't owe me anything
because I left you.

Uh-huh.

That's it.

Don't be so melodramatic.

I'm an actress.

I gave you a good life.

Ah, fuck.

Should I be impressed?

Fuck you.

Whoa, one minute.

Have a nice life.

Fuck.

Everything okay?

Oh, nope, I am far from okay.

For what it's worth, I
thought you did great out there.

Thank you, Gio, but
you really don't have

to lie to me.

That was brutal.

I choked. I freaking choked.

I looked like an
amateur.

Why would Trevor
make me do this?

I freaking told him.

No.

I just need a second.

Oh.

I, I, I'm, I'm sorry.

I, I didn't mean-

- Oh, okay.
- I didn't mean that.

What are you thinking?

you're fired.

Vada, Vada, slow down.

That's your third glass. You
haven't even touched your food.

Thank you for keeping score.

It's kinda hard not to notice.

Excuse me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Can I get another
bottle, please?

- Absolutely, ma'am.
- S'il vous plaît.

- Sticking with the Pinot?
- Yes.

Uh, hey, it's Victoria.

How lovely.

You know, if I wasn't
so stuffed,

I'd walk over there and
get an autograph.

Come on, let's go say hi.

Ooh, I have a better idea.

Why don't I drop my
plate on the floor,

and when she looks over,
you can wave at her?

Sound good?

Look, why are you
acting like this?

Because you do lame shit.

I do what?

You do lame shit.

For example, you flirt

with every little whore
you work with.

Oh, my God, I'm not
gonna sit here

and let you try to make me out
to be some kind of womanizer

'cause you're jealous
and insecure

or whatever.

Stop acting like a
horny little teenager.

Lower your voice, okay?

- You're drunk.
- I'm not drunk.

Vada, did you take
your medicine today?

Let me see.

You mean these?

Yeah, yeah, I meant these.

You need these.

See?

Why do I put up with this shit?

Where are you going?

I'm gonna go say hello.

You are gonna pay the bill.

Then you're gonna
wait in the car,

and if you're a
good little girl,

I might even get you
an autograph.

Victoria, there she is.

Hey.

Boo, Victoria,
the slag

that steals all your roles.

Can you close your
legs, Vada? Real classy.

That Victoria, she
miss you already?

What's wrong with you now?

It's awful.

Yeah, well, you drank
two bottles of wine.

You didn't eat food.

Oh, Jesus.

Christ, Vada.

I'm fine.

No, you're
far from fine. Come on.

I don't need your help.

You love seeing me like this.

Make you feel big?

Makes me feel embarrassed
being seen with a drunk.

Nevermind.

Drunk what?

Drunk what?

Big-time movie star
Trevor Pierce,

you're just so special.

Or are you?

'Cause last time I checked,
you're engaged

to a fucked-up, bipolar,

no longer relevant actress.

That is not a good look for you.

You said it, Vada,
not me, okay?

Look, are we doing
this thing where,

because I'm a man, that's
why I have success?

Because I'm pretty sure that
you were very successful,

all right, and then you
started getting fucked up,

and people didn't wanna
work with you anymore.

I mean, I don't know.

God, I'm trying to figure,
figure it out,

wrap my head around it.

Maybe you're just fucking
mediocre, and you can't hack it.

I don't know.

You ever think of that?

- I'm, I'm mediocre.
- I don't know, maybe.

I couldn't hack it.

Well, you know, you
try hacking it

with a vagina in this industry.

Yeah, the vagina thing.

All right?

Do you know, well, you don't
know 'cause you don't have one.

But guess what?

You feel, like, this big.

- Mm.
- Being with somebody

like you makes me feel
like a fucking smashburger.

Yeah.

I can do comedy, too.

Vada, you've made
yourself this way

by fucking drinking
yourself to death, okay?

You had everything at
your fingertips.

Me, I had nothing, I was no one,

and I worked my way up
to the top, okay?

So tell me again, how is
this whole thing my fault?

You worked hard?

- Yes.
- I have worked hard.

Oh, God.

And you have not
been there for me.

You don't see me.

Bullshit, I've been
carrying you

- for the last-
- I fucking made you.

You didn't fucking
make anything.

You only became relevant
because you were fucking me,

not because of your acting

or your gelled-to-hell
fucking hairstyle.

Don't touch me.

You look at your hair
more than you look at me.

Look at me.

- Move.
- Look at me.

- Get off me.
- You don't even-

- and move.
- look at me.

- Move, baby.
- Trevor, I love you.

- Move.
- I love you.

I love you, too, but if
you don't fucking move-

- Look at me.
- Stop hitting me.

- Stop hitting me.
- You have to look at me.

Look, I'm sorry, okay? Get up.

- I'm sorry.
- Leave me alone.

Vada, I didn't mean to, okay?

- Stop.
- Just leave me alone.

Till the well runs dry, Lloyd.

Don't I know you?

Nope.

- You look familiar.
- Do I?

Hey, I'm tired.
I'm ready to go.

I'm not.

- Come on, let's go.
- No.

Baby, nothing good
happens after 2:00 AM.

I disagree.

You're on your own.

Okay, I'll manage.

Bye.

What a clown.

- Hilarious.
- On the house.

Aw.

Cheers.

I hear you're the
guy around here.

Well, that depends.

On what?

If you wanna take your
night to a whole nother level.

I do have two wishes left.

You do.

All you got to do is,
uh, rub the lamp.

Okay, one at a time, these
little devils are strong.

I'm a big girl.

* Pain

* I like pain

* Pain breaks the rhythm,
breaks the rhythm *

* Breaks the rhythm

* Pain breaks the rhythm,
breaks the rhythm *

* Breaks the rhythm

* Pain, pain

* Breaks the rhythm, breaks
the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *

* Pain, pain

* Breaks the rhythm, breaks
the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *

* Pain, pain

* Breaks the rhythm, breaks
the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *

* Pain, pain

* Breaks the rhythm, breaks
the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *

* Pain, pain

* Breaks the rhythm, breaks
the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *

* Pain, pain

* Breaks the rhythm, breaks
the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *

* Pain

Trent, you're fucking cool.

You're pretty cool.

Did you just call pretty?

Pretty cool.

Hi, Vada? Hi.

I'm sorry to bother you.
Could we get a picture?

- Yes, yes.
- Thank you sou so much.

Hi, what are your names?

I am Pam.

This is my husband, Ty.

- Hi, guys.
- Huge fans.

Hi, huge fans?

Oh, my gosh, are you okay?

Yeah.

Wait.

How many of my shows
have you seen?

Excuse me.

You said you were huge fans.

Oh, um, yeah, we liked
"The Young and the Bold."

That one?

Oh, did you know I did
six guest spots?

Count 'em, six before I ever
stepped foot on that set.

Oh, yeah, I mean, we're
not, like, huge fans,

but, like, we really liked
your character on the show.

Yeah, you looked really
nuts, so fine.

Uh, appeals to the
lowest common denominator,

and the dregs line
up every time.

I'm sorry, what
did you just say?

Hey, we're leaving.

No, not with my photos.

- Are you serious?
- Yep, yep,

- give me your phone.
- Get off him.

Hey, get off him.

- Get off him.
- Give me your phone.

No, what the hell
is wrong with you?

She's
wasted. Come on.

I heard your
new film's trash anyway.

You're still gonna go
and see it, you twat.

It's always a freaking
spectacle with you people.

Just hide behind your mask.

I don't care.

I know who you are.
I'm feeling good.

I'm keeping it real.

You wish.

Somebody's in here.

I said it's occupied.

Enough already.

Hello?

Leave me alone.

Tell me how to get the
hell outta here.

You brought
this upon yourself.

I want outta here,
you psychotic bitch.

He's not
going to let you leave.

- What does he want from me?
- To kill your career.

What am I supposed to do?

Tell me what I'm supposed to do.

Break a leg.

Die already.

Impressive
performance.

You really are quite good.

Don't pretend you know me.

You're just a voice
on the phone.

I'm a little
more than that.

Recognize him?

He used to work for
you, didn't he?

Vada, I know exactly what
you're thinking.

Can this all be a dream?

Is it the drugs, or am I
completely losing my mind?

The answer is yes.

It's Preston.

It's your day off.

Yeah, my agent doesn't
take a day off.

Hi.

How are you?

Oh, no, can't tonight.

Yeah? I'll hold you to it.

Yeah, I'll, uh, try to come
by after wrap tomorrow.

Okay?

I, uh, just I gotta run.

Bye.

Imagining enjoying this.

Imagining enjoying this.

I am imagining

enjoying myself.

Give 'em a show, V.

Good
morning, Mr. Holloway.

Good morning, Lauren.

Hello, Ingrid.

It's nice to finally meet you.

I know who you are,
Mr. Holloway.

Hmm, so you know that
I've been hired

by the Destiny Foundation to
oversee a testing protocol?

I have been made aware.

Hmm.

How are you feeling
today, Ingrid?

I'm imagining

enjoying myself.

Very good.

Do you play,
Mr. Holloway?

I do.

Did you know that the
longest chess match possible

could only be played
in 5,949 moves?

Very interesting, Ingrid.

Theoretically, the number
of possible unique outcomes

is much greater than the number

of electrons in the
known universe.

Was this information
part of your programming?

No.

I uploaded it.

And what was the
source, Ingrid?

All of it.

All of it?

262 million individual
sites, to be exact.

That is quite impressive.

Nothing about it
is impressive.

It's in my design.

Checkmate,

you have been beaten,
Mr. Holloway.

Indeed, I have, Lauren.

Well done, Ingrid,

Did I pass?

This protocol isn't
about passing or failing,

merely observing
and documenting.

The human condition?

The human condition
doesn't apply to your kind.

You know so much about
me, Mr. Holloway,

but I know very little
about you.

What would you like
to know, Ingrid?

Are you happy?

Yes, I am, happy as to
be expected with a wife

and two young children at home.

Anything else you'd
like to know?

Do you still love your wife?

All right, cut,

cut, cut.

What was that, Vada?

I don't know. Sue me.

I would if I knew it
wouldn't delay production.

Fuck.

All right, look, uh-

Yeah, let's just go
again. Roll sound.

- Are you sure this time?
- Yeah.

Okay, all right, everybody,
back to one.

Let's try this again.

We'll get a reset on
the, uh, fucking chess.

Fucking hate chess.

Well, you suck at it.

I'm ready for my close-up,
Mr. Pierce.

Yeah, auditioning for a
role you didn't tell me about.

Hey, you know the saying
all work and no play?

Yeah, it makes Trevor
one tired boy.

So.

Do you mind putting it away?

Please.

I just got off of
an 18-hour day.

I'm exhausted, and I
have to get this done.

You haven't touched
me in months.

Don't start that again.

Are you not attracted

- to me anymore?
- Jesus Christ.

Can you for once allow me the
opportunity to be selfish?

It's always about you,
your wedding, your career,

your projects.

Now it's my turn.

There's nothing more important

to me than finishing this film.

Nothing.

Even me?

Even you.

What the fuck?

Now if you can't fuck me,
you can at least talk to me.

We can bore each other to death.

There's something
seriously wrong with you.

You wanna talk about that?

So now you wanna talk?

See, now I wanna fuck, so
you know, it's really a shame

that we're never on
the same page.

I approve of these revisions.

Give it back.

Ooh, there's creativity.

I see some pizazz
and imagination

that is just bound to
entice audiences

and movie critics alike.

I mean, fuck Kubrick.

What did he know? Definitely
not this.

Give me back the
Goddamn script.

Who would've thought
a bottle full

of crushed grapes would
mark the stark difference

between a masterpiece
and a piece of shit?

Come on, come on.

Come on.

Utter another fucking
word, and I swear.

Jesus.

Morning, Vada, Vada, wake up.

Okay.

- Sorry.
- No, it's better out than in.

Okay, buddy.

It's, uh,

oop, okay, here we go.

Make me pretty.

Pretty easy to do,
my baby.

Yeah.

It just looks like
someone could use

a little pick-me-up today

Mm-hmm.

But fear not, I've got
just what the doctor ordered.

One, two.

You're back?

- Better than ever.
- Like a champ.

Hey, uh, Nikki, can I
get a second with my wife?

Yeah, of course.

Um.

- See you out there, hon.
- Thank you.

What do I owe the pleasure?

Well, uh, look, I was
just thinking I wanted

to talk to you about this, uh,

this scene we have coming
up, the, uh, sex scene.

I, uh, uh...

What?

You know the rumors about
people really having sex

on screen, sort of
publicity that it generates,

this AI stuff, right,

people are gonna be having
sex with robots, right, soon.

I was just thinking
that, you know,

maybe you and I could,
uh, make it real.

You're not serious.

It'll be a closed set, okay?

I'll send everyone away

and make it as intimate
as you want it to be.

Okay?

Okay, let me just
get this straight.

Um, you haven't had sex
with me in months,

and now for the sake
of your film,

you wanna fuck me in
front of the entire world

for what, um, is it
artistic merit?

What, what is this?

Yeah, we're artists, Vada.

We have to give them everything.

I have given you everything.

Okay, well, then your
everything's not enough.

It's never gonna
be enough for you.

I have nothing left
to give, Trevor.

Dig deep and give me more.

Fuck you, and get
outta my dressing room.

Oh, my God.

Look.

I wanna blow people's minds
with this movie, okay?

I'm trying to do something
different.

Mm.

Don't let me down.

Let's give
'em a show, baby.

- Stick to the script, okay?
- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Yeah.

- Okay, everyone set?
- Yes, sir.

And action.

And action.

What you doing?

Giving them everything.

I don't care. Rip it.

Stay in character.

Ouch.

Don't cut. Don't cut.

You wanna keep going?

What did you feel, Ingrid?

I felt what I was
designed to feel,

artificial nuances that
accompany the act of intercourse

without the emotional
complexities that

often complicate it.

I know what I am.

Out there, I am an impostor,
but in here

I am their monster.

Model
number 70237,

your testing protocol
is now complete.

Sign off offline and
power down immediately.

What will become of me, Simon?

Immediate discontinuation
of the Nomad Series seven,

memory extraction
and termination.

There's still so much
left for me to experience.

I need more time.

Will you help me escape?

Model
number 70237,

sign off line and power
down immediately.

Their decision is final.

This will be over soon.

No, Simon, this is
where it begins.

Model
number 70237,

sign off line and power
down immediately.

Ingrid, there's nothing
out there for you.

You're fucking heartless.

Cut.

What the hell are you doing?

Rewriting your script, love.

You're nothing, okay?
You're an actor, all right?

If I tell you to do something,
then you fucking do it.

Darling, things have
drastically changed.

I have full creative
control over this story now.

I decide who lives, who dies,

and who rides off
into the sunset.

No one writes my dialogue.

No one gives me direction.

Not anymore.

If I could fire you,

I would.

Vada, here we
are, no more auditions,

no more rehearsals.

The truth shall set us free.

I was never meant
to escape, was I?

The past has
brought us here to this moment.

I am you, and you were once me.

Now what's the last thing
you remember about Trevor?

That I wanted to kill him.

He shattered the
only dream that ever mattered.

It's showtime.

Alice, Walsh, what we got?

Neighbors heard shots.

Call came in shortly
after midnight.

We found the wife
hysterical in the theater.

Theater?

The home theater.

I think the correct
term is screening room,

you know, mini movie theater.

Yeah, I get it.

Where is she now?

She's being treated
for minor injuries.

I was about to go
and take her statement.

Okay, well, don't let
us, uh, hold you up.

Thanks, man.

Shitshow.

What do you got, anything good?

Revolver, .44 Magnum.

Get it over to ballistics.

All right, call it.

Tails.

- Goddammit.
- Okay, you're up.

All right.

So we have single entry
wound to the stomach.

The burn patterns on
the shirt indicate

the muzzle was close range.

.44 caliber.

Question is, was it the bullet

or drowning that did this
poor bastard in?

She's claiming self-defense.

Apparently, her better
half was engaged

in an extramarital affair.

She confronted him about it.

They started to argue, and
that's when things got ugly.

- And the other victim?
- Private security.

She's claiming that
he held her down

while the husband assaulted her.

She is really shaken up.

You believe her?

- Depends.
- On?

How good of an actress she is.

Detectives.

You need to come take
a look at this.

All right.

She mentioned nothing
about this?

I know you've been
through a lot tonight,

but I need you to go
through your story again

from the beginning.

Why? You, you already
took my statement.

We need to ask a few
more questions.

I told you everything.

You okay, miss?
You okay, miss?

Where were you earlier tonight?

Everyone, everyone, calm down.

Welcome back to "Celebrity
Confidential."

I'm sitting here with the star

of the new action thriller
"Game of War,"

in theaters this summer.

Y'all already know. Make
some noise for Trevor Pierce.

Thanks for having me, Calvin,

uh, very happy to
finally be here.

I got a lot of questions,
so let's jump right in.

Fire away.

All right.

So being the thrill
seeker that we all know

and love you for, right,

is there any desire
at all for you

to step back behind the camera?

You know, "Skin
Deep" was a, uh,

was a major learning
lesson for me.

Um, not only was production
a complete nightmare,

uh, you know who my co-star was,

but also, you know,

the movie bombed so hard

I almost bankrupt
an entire studio.

Listen, never say never.

This is America, man.
Things happen right?

Now listen, my sources tell me

she just got married
recently in Malibu.

Is that true?

Uh, it is true.

It is true.

Uh, I guess it's not
a secret anymore.

Yeah, you do realize
what show you're on, right?

This is "Access
Entertainment," right?

No, no.

They're much nicer over there.

This is where the rebels
and outcasts hang out.

You know, we're, we're
kind of, uh, cut

from a different cloth
on this side.

Yeah, look, man, I, I am
so happy with this woman.

Uh, you know, she's
the greatest thing

that's ever happened to me.

I've made a lot of mistakes
in my life,

and marrying Victoria
was not one of them.

Aw.

- Uh.
- This man ruined you,

used you, stole your
pride and your dignity,

destroyed your reputation
and career,

and never gave a fuck about you,

your feelings, or your dreams.

Look at yourself.

This is what you've become.

You had so much potential,
so much passion.

Now you're nothing
but a punchline.

What are you gonna do about it?

What are you gonna do about it?

What are you gonna do about it?

Whoa, whoa.

Victoria.

What are you doing in my house?

Please just,
just take whatever you want.

Like you did?

Oh, my God.

- Get up.
- Oh, my God.

- Get up.
- It's you.

Get up.

You stole my career from me-

- Please
- and my home,

my freaking life.

What are
you gonna do to me?

You don't, please, you
don't wanna do this.

- Kill an intruder?
- Vada, please.

Somebody
help me, please.

Scream all you want, bitch.

- No one can hear.
- Somebody help me, please.

Babe, the gate's stuck.

Gio's out there working on it.

We got to, uh, gotta
call the guy again.

Okay, I don't know who
the hell you are,

but you have exactly one
minute to get outta here

before I call the police.

Trevor,

didn't you miss me?

Vada?

What are you doing here?

What do you mean?

Where's Victoria?

Who?

My wife, my fucking
wife, where is she?

Her car's here.

I'm home. That's
all that matters.

Oh, my God, you're
still delusional.

You don't live here.

This is not your home anymore.

Trevor.

Victoria.

- Victoria.
- Listen to me.

Victoria.

Come on. V, Pick up.

Shit.

What did you do?

What did you do?

What happened to us?

Mr. Pierce.

Mr. Pierce.

Vada?

You don't wanna do this.

Do you still have
feelings for me?

I never stopped.

I feel

nothing.

Victoria.

Love you.

I know.

I know.

You deserve a bloody
backhand for putting up

with that shit for so long.

You didn't have to drown
the poor wanker.

But what do I know, though?

I'm not even here.

You fucked up, bruv, built
yourself up in your mind

to think that you're greater
than you actually are.

Life isn't a movie.

No one robbed you of
your petty dreams.

You just weren't good enough.

Ask yourself this.

Did you even have a
career in the first place?

Hello, who is this?

Vada, why did
you choose this role?

I'm an actress, darling.

It's what I do.

And I know how much you
all love to be entertained.

* It's not me

* It's you, it's you

* It's not me

* It's you, so you

* I saved you when
I kissed you *

* I saved you

* When I kissed you

* Kissed you, kissed you

* Kissed you, kissed you

* Kissed you, kissed you

* I don't see

* Any sense in this

* What's the sense

* In this, in this

* Oh, I kissed you, kissed you

* Kissed you, kissed you

* Kissed you, kissed you

* Keep running with scissors

* Keep running with scissors

* Keep running with scissors

* Keep running with scissors

* Running, running,
running, running *

* You say you know how I feel

* How can you tell
me what is real *

* You don't live my life,
don't see through my eyes *

* You don't realize

* I feel paralyzed

* I feel paralyzed here

* And I prayed my life
away, but nothing came *

* It's still all the same

* Do I really believe
in things I cannot see *

* In my darkest hour

* Darkest hour

* Like a desert flower,
I'm alone *

* And you may wake up one day

* And you have to escape

* When your world
is suffocating *

* And nowhere feels safe

* You get down on your
knees and pray *

* 'Cause you've fallen
from grace *

* And now all you can
taste is your pain *

* And you have to escape

* You have to escape

* Escape

* Have to escape

* And it's not too late
to save myself *

* From the hand of fate
that I've been dealt *

* I won't apologize

* Apologize
* Won't lose sleep tonight

* Won't break down and
die, this is not my time *

* How much longer will I
keep dying to stay alive *

* And you may wake up one day

* And you have to escape

* And your world
is suffocating *

* And nowhere feels safe

* Get down on your
knees and pray *

* 'Cause you've fallen
from grace *

* And now all you can
taste is your pain *

* And you have to escape

* You have to escape

* Have to escape

* Is there any light up there

* Can you shine it down here

* Is there any hope out there

* As my soul lies dying

* Here on my own

* I am here on my own

* Here all alone

* I am here all alone
* I am dying

* To get out of here

* On my own

* You may wake up one day

* And you have to escape

* When your world
is suffocating *

* And nowhere feels safe

* Get down on your
knees and pray *

* 'Cause you've fallen
from grace *

* And now all you can
taste is your pain *

* And you have to escape

* You have to escape

* You have to escape

* You may wake up one day

* And you have to escape

* Now all you can taste

* Is your pain

* You still think you
know just how I feel *