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27.

26.

25.

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Deeper.

Deeper still.

Deep.

With every breath.

Drifting.

21.

20.

Your mind, body, they manifest success every moment.

19.

18.

You are cut from immaculate cloth.

17.

16.

You subside deeper.

You become abundance, confidence.

15.

14.

The Universe flows to you.

You immerse yourself in divine mission.

Now stub it.

And you're through.

I'm through.

Addiction no longer defines you.

So what will define you now?

13.

12.

Subside into the cushions.

Even now Holy Houses have eyes for windows.

Open those eyes for you.

11.

10.

Even now forces you know nothing of bring you the tools

to make your way.

What if I die before I live?

Never fear darkness.

Its closest cousin is serendipity.

The World's Greatest Fisherman.

Wait.

That's it?

That was it?

That was all?

Ask instead if you'll live before you die.

For even now doors open.

Nine.

Eight.

Even now mice work mazes for you.

Seven.

Six.

Even now your star ascends.

Even now you align with other bodies of heaven.

Even now your familiars dig.

Even now the hour pushes in.

Even now destiny taps its foot.

It's too much.

No, put...

Put half back.

This is way more.

This is too much.

Put half back.

Smalls?

Even now fate leans against the brick wall

on the corner.

Awaits you.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Eyes open.

But not awake.

Not yet.

Strange dream you're having.

Without waking...

Without motion...

Without lifting a limb, without lifting a foot,

you will now run.

And as you run you will become legion,

you will become numerous,

you will become all the many yous there are.

First you are one, then you are two,

you are three, you are four, you are five, six, seven...

Want a piñata for $20?

It's full of candy, though, right?

You would put candy in it.

But for $20 it would already have the candy.

What kind of piñata would it be

if you didn't choose the candy?

Could I pay half now and maybe half in a couple of...

40 is 40, unless you want the piñata.

No, I can't eat sugar.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six...

Even in these teeming masses,

even with deliberation, you crest ahead

of all those who are still.

Go.

Divide now.

Divide and conquer.

Just so you know they're going

to be pissed this is your headshot.

Look to the celestial.

You are many shards of all you can see.

Plus I'm SAG now!

SAG-AFTRA!

Without you, the stars would not operate.

You're going to have to leave it, sweetie,

he's in an emergency.

That's terrible, I've...

Is everything okay?

Give me the fucking headshot.

You're like butter, but not what I'm looking for.

You're like honey, but not what I'm looking for.

It's just not the deal here.

That's fine.

You.

We don't have time for you.

Even in suffocation the landscape...

- Fuck! - Stretches forever.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

You smell of fear, Pris.

You go into an audition smelling like anything

besides perfume and my very best machinations

won't save you.

But they call me in and they don't see me.

I'm a phantom in the system.

The key word there is Phantom.

But this has happened four times now,

where they call me in, they take one look at me,

and they don't see me.

They cancel me.

Maybe I'm not the guy to be telling that.

What I mean is I love you.

I'll work the thriller angle with a ratchet.

For that you can bring fear.

You know what a ratchet is, right?

Yeah, a ratchet, I can ratchet, I'll ratchet.

All right, you gotta stop sweating desperation

and start sweating Come hither.

Except for the thriller audition,

for that you can sweat desperation.

Oh, and next time make an appointment.

Silence of self-assurance.

Like space you expand.

Feel the ocean inside.

Every ounce of you hungry, not for food,

but for sustenance.

And there is no plateau.

There is no evenness.

There is no exactitude.

And five,

four,

three,

two,

one...

Awake.

What are you chopping?

Onion.

How big is the knife?

Be careful, I don't want you hurt.

Mm-hm.

Your mother and I have been talking.

She isn't up for much in terms of talking but...

I'd love to say hello.

She thinks I'll burn down the yard

if she doesn't watch the leaves.

I rake them, she watches them burn.

She can't even pay much attention at the shop, Pris.

She gave wrong change at least a dozen times yesterday.

You're still thinking hard about coming home, yeah?

Mm?

I...

I wasn't sure.

You said just five years of this.

What's it been now?

I had a great meeting, um...

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

I met with this agent who represents all-these A-listers,

and he said I was Shiny.

He said that, about me, I'm Shiny.

Uh-huh.

No, we're not shiny here, I'm afraid.

We're all getting old and dying.

That's a little bit too much existentialism, Daddy.

So, uh...

Would you be able to put that 500 in my account...

By like the 27th?

What you don't want in The Industry

is an almost-but-not-quite job

because you're siphoning energy.

Restaurants are the greatest invention ever made

for out-of-work actors.

Remote from acting with the bare essentials

of acting inherent, okay?

But you work, for example, as a receptionist for an agency?

You're fucked!

Can I say Fucked on here?

Just this once.

You're fucked!

He's got no compunction.

Got no conscience.

No guilt.

He just does things.

He just does them.

Look at how he eats eggs.

It's glorious.

Kiss the sun.

Go on, go on, go on, they're not watching.

Good boy.

Good boy.

See, he does what I tell him.

Yeah, but he's right.

We're not partial to your secret codes.

What are you talking about?

You know what?

I don't care.

Your job is to poach the eggs.

My job is to protect the eggs from the poacher,

so that we have enough eggs to use when we get to the thing

that we poached the eggs for to be...

I'm so sorry that this is late.

I...

Sunshine!

Good morning!

Good morning.

We didn't even see you when we came in.

I was in back probably.

You know, you are a diamond amongst us.

Thank you.

Otherwise why would we come to this damn place every day?

Got banana syrup yet?

Uh, just regular syrup, we always have.

Well, for future reference.

I'm going to tell her.

Come here.

We are opening an All-American Supper Club in New York.

You ever think about moving to New York?

Oh, uh...

Sometimes, I...

You're an actress, right?

Bingo!

This All-American Supper Club is going to sit

on top of its skyscraper.

And it's going to overlook Broadway.

Ah.

The Broadway.

Not just some other street with the same name that stole it.

And if you come and work for us, I will make sure

that you can go audition downstairs whenever.

I mean, who wants Hollywood when you can trod the boards?

And I know the guy that runs this place,

he doesn't let you out for auditions, I know.

No, no, no, no, no, he does.

But not like I would.

Oh, it sounds lovely.

Will you come?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh!

That sounds...

That sounds really nice.

Okay.

Okay.

This woman is a Hope Diamond all of you,

so get your faces out of your eggs and pay attention.

You'll learn something from her.

She's going to come.

Tell the customer I can fit five bananas in a blender

if that's what he wants.

Otherwise tell him what he thought was banana syrup,

that one time he had it, was nothing but yellow dye

with a flavor constructed in a lab.

I could just leave it alone.

You could just do that.

There's the puppy.

What?

The husband that I deserve.

At least you can look at him without laughing.

And there's worse.

Yeah, like mortgage brokers.

He doesn't watch football, he said.

He smokes.

I just quit.

That's just him humphreying.

If only this place was called Bacall's.

I need a power broker.

You just said "No brokers."

I said "No mortgage brokers."

So a bun in the oven by a producer?

A power producer.

The pregnancy part is the wash.

That'd be that, no matter who the dick is.

He's just a mechanic.

A mechanic could pay your rent.

He's not even a writer.

I went out with a writer.

That was as exciting as living in a world of fiction

by the person doing the fictionalizing.

I'm marrying an A-list agent,

or an A-list exec, or at the very least a decent publicist.

Mm-hm.

Well, for now go fill his cup.

Go on.

Your love story is written by the Universe,

not by Hollywood.

Not by committee.

The Universe delivers success to those who trust it.

Be sure your ears are pricked.

Priscilla?

The knock will come.

Listen.

Listen.

Listening always for that knock.

Bad things do occur.

This is Los Angeles.

In all corners, shadows persist.

Sooner or later, you're going to receive a beatdown.

As our name spiels, we won't sugarcoat your insurance needs.

Bad things do occur.

This is Los Angeles.

In all corners, shadows persist.

Sooner or later, you're going to receive a beatdown.

Were you out of bed last night?

Talk to Daddy before Mommy gets to the bottom

of her glass.

I just want to know if you were out of bed last night

when Mommy and Daddy were gone.

When Nanna was here.

Was anybody here besides Nanna?

He's keeping his corner, huh?

All right, Bobby, you're not in trouble

if you were out of your bed and you saw someone

besides Nanna in the house, all right?

You're not in trouble.

Not for now.

Okay.

Come here.

I'm going to eat these cookies.

One at a time I'm going to eat them.

If you tell me if you saw someone,

I'll stop eating and give the rest

of the cookies to you, all right?

Were you out of bed last night?

Mm, these are good.

Want some milk?

No, they're too delicious.

Probably they're so good

you don't want to ruin them with milk.

God, they're that good.

Hm?

Who was in the house last night?

Uncaraff!

Uncle Ralph?

Uncaraff.

Uncle Ralph.

Uncaraff.

Are you sure?

Yeah!

Uncaraff!

Never be a rat, Bobby.

Hello?

Ready to steam?

Uh, sure.

Got a one o'clock for you.

Minor role.

Has potential.

You can do fear, right?

Fear?

Yeah!

Fear.

And also steam, Pris.

Steam.

Yeah!

Fear and steam.

You want the supper club or not?

Of course I want the supper club.

Why are you talking about this here?

I need to know.

I gotta get the money, I gotta tell them these things.

They're on my ass.

What do you think's gonna...

Hello.

No.

Makes me nervous.

How about you?

Okay.

It's about time you fucking tell.

Don't you go fascist on me.

All right.

Apple jacks are down The Rabbit Hole...

Out back of The Neon.

Okay, Tango Foxtrot Niner.

Now you be quiet, the walls have ears.

This woman of women we have here.

Apple jacks are down the Rabbit Hole

out back of The Neon.

You just going to leave that sitting there?

It was bugging me, sitting on it.

Well, don't chip the counter.

I won't.

Don't mistake it for your fork, it can stick in your eggs.

Don't you have to go to work today?

They don't have anything for me until noon.

So what?

You're just going to sit around here all morning?

Oh, I got to absorb that lovely breakfast you made

into my cells.

Cook makes it.

I'm just a waitress.

Not just.

You're an actress, right?

You act, you...

What's your real hair color?

Peach.

See, I can't imagine that.

Then keep dreaming.

Can you cover today?

That leaves me with half of lunch.

Yeah, but only that.

I gotta be out of here by two.

How about three?

Please.

2:30.

Okay.

I don't know about this project, I mean,

am I right for this part?

Am I the thriller type?

What else you got?

Right.

Opportunity.

Opportunities of your difficulties.

Opportunities of my difficulties.

All right.

Take them or stay afraid.

Did you do it perfect?

Yes.

Rosie!

Thank you!

Where's she going?

You fucked me!

You fucked me!

Apple jacks behind The Neon down the Rabbit...

The Rabbit Hole.

We saw him at the carnival beside The Ferris Wheel!

We saw him at the fish market!

It's the same man.

It's the same man.

It's all bullshit.

They put the door way across to there.

And we all entered from there,

so they already have us walking in a fucking triangle.

Do I know you from that bar?

"Stacks"?

Legs in a bundle of hosiery,

like we're chopping firewood instead of being human women.

Do you know a bar called The Neon, Neon?

I think you're supposed to sign this.

Perth.

Me.

Junebug.

Priscilla, um, Anders.

I'm new here.

No friends.

Well, welcome to the part where you have no friends,

and no parents, and no movie roles,

and no commercial roles, and no nothing.

It's nice and sunny, but...

Um...

In Australia do you have slang

for something called Apple jacks?

Isn't that a kid's cereal?

How about...

Apple jacks down the Rabbit Hole in the back of Neon?

Is that like...

Slide down my rainbow

Into my cellar door?

Who has stolen my clipboard?

You know in your many hearts

that fortune sides with she who dares.

Neon.

Well, that's right around the corner.

Stop talking to yourself.

Hey!

Huh, the Rams' next wide receiver.

Did you just call me Wide?

No, I meant like in football.

Oh, I look like a football player?

No, sorry, Rosie.

No, that was a great catch.

Sorry.

You're seriously tardy.

I was playing detective.

What's wrong with your eyes?

Oh, get off me!

Seriously, did you take advantage of my generosity

and stop for a session?

No, I was out solving a mystery.

Life's mysteries.

You!

You know things.

What're Apple jacks?

It's a kid's cereal.

No, no, no, I mean the slang?

Money.

As in Money?

Apples, like Golden Delicious,

like Granny Smith's, like a stack of $100 bills.

And Jacks, like To the nth power,

like dropping and picking up lots of money.

Apple jacks.

And I'm from the street, so I know these things.

Huh!

Yeah, He's street.

Come on, Bus Girl, help me clear these tables.

What's a Rabbit Hole?

A place for bunnies?

No, no, no, the slang?

I don't know.

Sounds iffy to me.

And I'm not into that kind of stuff.

I am a married man.

You mean you're married to a man.

What the fuck you say that for?

You are.

What difference does that make?

Better get some fucking sensitivity training in here.

I don't know any fucking Rabbit Holes!

Priscilla, sorry, could I see you?

I got tables.

I'm sorry.

Two minutes.

I'm sorry.

I wanna...

Come in.

Sit.

Sit, please.

Take a chair.

Okay.

How are you?

How you doing?

I'm okay.

Are you okay?

No.

God, no.

No, Cilla, nothing's okay, how could it be?

Are you still spending all your money getting brainwashed?!

Hypnotherapy.

Hypnotherapy.

Ever notice that people don't eat here?

We are locked in this dead zone between Magnolia and Olive,

where people can't get lunch here

but they can go down two blocks, to Russell's.

Have you ever seen Russell's Diner during lunch?

No.

It's packed.

And who the fuck is Russell?!

A Hollywood legend?

Like Marilyn?

No.

Just some asshole who's killing me.

And I have to cut your hours.

Wait...

What?

I'm sorry, but between you and Rosie,

you're the one who goes out the most on auditions

even though it's so weird because she's so talented,

so beautiful, like Marilyn, but that's why I have

to cut your hours, and I hope that's okay

because there's so many more restaurants better

than this one.

What kind of cut?

You can still work that one Saturday shift

and then you'll have all the weekdays for auditions.

Oh, you know what?

You can just drive your car, you know,

that thing where you go pick up drunks in bars?

Rosie said that you towed my car.

Yeah, yeah, I did.

I'm sort of in charge over there,

or they think I'm in charge

because I'm the most responsible.

What's the damage?

Um...

I think it's 700 bucks.

$700.

Uh...

That's a month's rent.

That's the worst case scenario.

What the fuck part of a car costs $700?!

I'm not going to let them charge you labor.

So, maybe we do a trade, for a...

For a date?

You fix my car, I go out with you?

No, I don't mean it like that, I mean like...

What, you blackmail me for car repairs?

I swear, I didn't mean it like that.

I meant, like, as a funny way to ask someone out.

You know, like...

Apple jacks...

Are down the Rabbit Hole...

Out back of The Neon.

As long as you promise that you're not trying to seduce me

for automotive motives.

No.

Because I hate cars.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, screw cars.

Except when you open them up,

you know, you get to see the inside.

And then...

Kind of nice.

But, on the street, no.

You go clubbing?

I dance like a mechanic.

Pick me up at three.

Uh...

Actually...

My car's on the block, too.

A mechanic without a car.

I know, I know.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey, Rosie!

Ah, yeah, okay, it's spoons on top.

Forks, they're on the left.

And the knives at some...

No, wait, that's not it.

Spoons are stupid.

Forks on the left, spoons on the right.

And the knife should be right in front of you

because you got to get to it quicker.

What're you doing?

Down here.

But it's over there.

This is my shortcut.

But it's right there!

This way's quickest.

Come here!

Nice job, baby.

Thanks.

Here you go.

Come on.

Okay.

All right.

A little early for clubbing, don't you think?

Down here?

Am I ever going to see your real hair color?

You're auditioning, right?

What?

For what?

Parts in film, TV.

No, the only parts I'm after are half decent air filters.

Yeah, but everyone's auditioning.

I thought everyone had a script.

You wrote a script?

No, no, I can barely write a birthday card.

Just because I live in L.A. doesn't mean, you know...

Anyways, who's going to put the asphalt under your feet

so you can drive to your auditions?

Yeah, but, I mean, you're all right looking,

like you could do all right.

I'll take it.

Shouldn't we be behind a velvet rope or something?

You okay?

Feel the ocean inside.

Every ounce of you hungry.

You become abundance, confidence.

The Universe flows to you.

Overcome every moment.

Mind, body, soul victorious.

You know in your many hearts that fortune sides

with she who dares.

Benny...

I'm going to ask you a favor.

Shit!

Hi, yeah, we're at Neon.

Oh, sorry, yeah, we're renovating.

No, I can definitely get you the club code,

just hang on one sec for me.

Uh, okay, it's 2, 6, 4, 3, 7, 5, 2.

Okay.

Okay, yeah.

Thank you, sorry about that.

Okay, bye.

You could come in handy.

So...

What do we do after the felony?

Oh, God.

Rabbit hole.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, go back.

No.

What?

You see something?

Yeah.

Oh, my gosh!

Apple jack.

Here, you do it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Come on, come on, come on.

Right, yeah.

Passion flares when you live edgeways.

Live beyond your means.

Live like you don't care.

Live a disaster impossible to salvage.

And let this be The Moment.

The Moment Fear Departs.

Where is Ralphie?

He's never on time.

Ah, ah, ah, there goes another one.

That one looked like my sister's daughter.

We have got to get these girls working for us.

Or at least the New York versions.

And you know what?

After New York, we are going to save the waitresses

in Los Angeles.

Because there's going to be an All-American Supper Club.

It's going to be on every corner.

It's gonna be like Starbucks,

it's gonna be like McDonald's,

except we are going to have plush furniture,

a seven-course exotic meal served by rescued waitresses.

Are you gonna eat that whole thing?

Who the hell hangs a plant in a bar?

Maybe she takes it out for walks.

Maybe she's an even bigger fool than I thought.

Come on!

Don't push a lady.

Jesus!

Apparently it's gone, as in fucking gone!

Apple jacks, like down the Rabbit Hole

out back of The Neon.

Smalls, that's right, right?

That was too bad.

I liked her, all right, she was all right.

Yeah, I liked her, too.

I thought she was nice.

Not as nice as Ralph, but nice.

You.

You go and find my liquid asset.

Come here.

You get it back!

It's mine!

It's for my sanctuary.

Piece of shit!

It's not hers, not for her restaurant!

Not yours or whatever the fuck you think!

You will think about it every day!

My Sanctuary.

My Peace On Earth.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Yeah, yeah, just breathe.

I hate being like that.

I know.

Look away, Karl.

It's okay, Karl.

You're the one who likes to do this stuff.

You're the psychopath.

I'm building my forest sanctuary.

I'm going to have my plants.

Where people can belong.

Now is the time.

You're holistic.

Empowered.

Connected to The Source.

The embodiment of Harmony.

Abundance.

Drive.

Drive.

Drive.

Reason is in Success.

Success doesn't come to just anyone.

You deserve.

Float.

Float.

Floating above them all, not looking down, not looking back.

No apologies.

Here's those two months rent I'm behind on

and six months rent in advance.

Oh, my Springer Spaniel In Heaven!

Gorgeous!

Someday to have coconut cake, won't you?

I want to tell you, Priscilla Anders,

all about my premonitions of how famous you're gonna be.

And my dreams of how you're going to take my place

on the red carpet.

You know what I was in?

Cleopatra.

And you can't pass up having coconut cake

with one of Cleopatra's fictitious handmaidens.

I wouldn't dream of it.

Oh.

Someday!

The caterpillar thought the world ended,

but then became a butterfly.

Good girl, good girl.

Good girl.

Good.

This is the place.

I'll bet.

This is the place.

There is no famous actor

that has not made it here,

that has not then gone up above.

Not without taking our series of acting classes

that act as balloons, balloons that we provide

toward floating toward spheres of mega-technique.

You have a twin: boy-boy, girl-girl,

girl-boy, boy-girl, any of the combinations.

Trust your twin more than you to find the truth

in the tapestry of stories, the human universe.

Now move, people, move!

Find space for your twin!

Give your doppelgänger a place in the sun!

Don't let the darkness trouble you.

Hello?

Nothing to get excited about,

so don't get excited, but they do want to see you again.

Who?

A goddamn callback.

But don't get excited.

But get this: they're considering you for the lead.

Oh!

What?!

What?!

What's the matter?

Didn't anybody give you a haircut for Christmas?

Disneyland.

All those other girls aren't here this time.

Did you notice that?

Nope.

They're not.

I want you to know that if you get this part instead

of me, you go with it,

because I got time stretched out ahead of me

for this acting stuff and I'm not sure I want

to be famous just yet, and this part might be that

from what they say.

I want to be just me for a while.

So, if you want this part more than me,

I pray that you get it.

Because I got all this time and I'm young.

I am going to destroy this audition.

Good.

I have time.

I have plenty of time.

Yesterday, I watched the goddamn sunset.

Did you?

Yeah.

Cool.

How was it?

Ladies.

There should be three more of you, shouldn't there?

What the fuck?!

And then they complain.

And they say, and they say, and they bitterly say

that "It's tough to make it in Hollywood."

Yet one of you, ladies, might get cast simply by showing up.

Am I right?

Hope you'll enjoy.

We need to retire this year.

You guys are pretending you don't love the shop

when really you love the shop.

It was a surprise we were saving

for when you came home.

Daddy, things are going well out here.

I can actually send you money this month.

Would you like that?

I repeat: you do not have to put money in my account.

See, Dad?

I'm in demand, I got another call.

Your mother wants to talk to you...

This is Priscilla.

Un-fucking-believable!

Pris, the execs want to see you.

Second callback, my dear.

Second callback.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, I got that second callback.

Of course you did.

Congratulations.

Hey, um...

I'd give...

I'd give all that money back just to know

that you're with me for me and not...

We can't give any of the money back.

I know.

Look, without the money I'd have to leave L.A..

Then you'd probably never see me again.

Is that what you want?

No.

I really...

I really have to go.

Okay.

Wish me luck, okay, handsome?

Who's this fucking asshole?!

This was supposed to be a lunch without any talking.

Tell me he's not coming this way.

Tell me he's not waving that fucking hand.

Tell me this isn't going to involve any fucking paperwork.

Sorry, officers.

I think there's a guy following me.

That why you jaywalked?

That's a $300 ticket, FYI.

So, who's doing what to you now?

This man is following me.

Which man is that?

He's got a really messed up face.

That could be anybody.

No, you would know him if you saw him.

Oh, you mean like religion?

It's just, um...

He's gone now, but he was there a second ago.

So, he's not following you now?

You don't mind if I hang around here for a second?

Just to make sure he's gone.

You do whatever makes you feel good

about whatever makes you feel okay.

Okay?

Thanks.

Sorry.

Just us.

They told me.

You and me!

Exciting.

Don't be nervous.

My grandma always told me, "Little girls mustn't get nervous

"because then their upper lips will sweat

"and later they'll grow a mustache."

The closer we get to the light,

the more we want to scream.

Junebug?

Are you here?

I'm here.

Good luck!

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

I meant to say that to you.

Good luck, Priscilla.

Let me get your number after.

That's what I want most of all.

A friend.

Hey!

Hey, I...

Get away from me!

Go inside!

Go inside!

911, what is the nature of your emergency?

I'm being chased.

I'm uh...

I'm on LeMoyne!

I'm going upstairs.

We're going to be on Rialto, okay?

Rialto.

Priscilla.

Hi, this is Benny.

Sorry I missed you.

We're gonna get you.

Hi.

Hi, it went really well.

It went really, really well.

I mean, the producer was a total dick.

But...

But it went well.

It went really well.

Anyway, it...

It just made me really appreciate you.

And I want to talk with you.

It's time to get rid of Bobby.

You think so?

My sister can take him.

Yeah, well, how old's Bobby now?

He's like two?

Three.

Well, that's time enough to try out a kid,

don't you think?

We're not a suitable environment.

Well, you try to build a calm, relaxing forest sanctuary

in a pinewood setting.

Then someone comes along and steals the greenery right out

from under it.

It's Smalls.

Do we know a Priscilla Anders?

He says: "She has it."

Bobby!

Bobby!

He's been listening this entire time.

Bobby, pack your bag.

You're going to visit Aunt Martha.

Oh, God!

Goes out for cigarettes, doesn't come back.

Just like my Dad.

Well, I called him about 10 times.

I called him 20.

Now, let me tell you something:

you need to learn to hate people.

Look, if he comes by, can you, please,

let him know that I'm looking for him?

If he comes by, I'm gonna club him with this ratchet.

World's Greatest Fisherman!

World's Greatest Fisherman!

What the fuck?!

Deaf?

What, then, is your spiritual color?

I need to know that you know the final step.

There are many more shadows than lights.

But you know your way through every bit of the dark.

I hope I didn't scare you.

You seem like a nice girl.

So I'm sorry.

I usually let my brother do this sort of thing.

I...

I hate doing it.

I didn't...

I didn't know it was your money.

These things happen.

Uh...

Do you want me to count it?

You know what?

Forget it.

What the hell's wrong with you?!

Come here!

Come here!

Shite!

Goddam it!

It's not yours.

It's mine.

Belongs to me.

I'm building a forest sanctuary.

For the good of all humankind.

Look what you can do to a candle!

I wish I could do that.

Hey.

Aw!

You okay?

You look a bit pale.

I kicked a body into the Los Angeles river.

You are a Victorian-era-style porcelain doll

for inviting me out.

Have you heard from them yet?

No.

Me neither.

Makes me feel sick.

Why are you nervous?

You don't...

You don't want the part.

Do you want to get out of here, go somewhere, go dancing?

Okay.

Just as long as you acknowledge my perfect parking spot.

Mm, that's fine, we'll take my car.

Cool!

Girls on the town!

Woo!

And it is rare to see one so completely healed

of all breaks and scrapes.

You, my dear, you must go.

You no longer need me.

I release you.

You are seven,

you are six, you are five, you are four,

you are three, you are two,

you are one.

All right, now, we get in there,

don't let anybody stand behind you.

O'Dell...

And there's going to be refreshments.

Don't get involved in those.

And the contracts in order,

so just sign it when they slide it.

O'Dell...

I'm going to need you to stay here and wait for me.

Honestly, we wanted the younger one.

That koala from Perth.

But she's not answering our calls.

We need to move on with the Romanians we're into this with.

They are, after all, from Romania.

Hm.

You didn't kill her, did you?

I buried her body in the desert.

Kudos to you if you did dump a body in the desert.

That would be marvelous if you had,

because we need to see that breed

of glimmer in your eyes for this role.

And we're not sure we saw that on tape.

We're not positive.

I myself saw a petty criminal in you.

Not a murderess.

My mind, in your auditions, you came off more like someone

who doesn't turn down a snort of cocaine at a party

if pressured, someone who tries to overspend

on her credit card once in a while,

someone who doesn't hesitate to stick her hands

in any old cookie jar.

But at the end of the day someone

who can't pull the lever to hang the man.

I sincerely hope you can put that weakness

and hesitation behind you now.

We need you to be able to draw blood.

I beg to differ.

I'm in fact in love with you.

I mean, your pure fear in the last audition was palpable.

And then some shit-dipped expendable

has to use the L Word.

Time to rise, Priscilla.

Rise from your seat and approach.

You gotta understand that was tough love.

I needed you to emerge.

And how could I know?

Nobody knows until it happens.

If you take care of me now,

I will live and die for you.

My company is boutique.

You go to one of these bigger managers,

they'll lose track of you amongst all the A-listers.

If you stick with me, I will nurture you

from here on every step of the way.

You have my solemn vow.

That's what I've always wanted to hear.

Oh, thank fuck!

Okay.

Woo!

All right, now let's get shit-faced and take over the world.

With what we were into, my husband and I,

I can't go to the police.

What?

Big famous actress in the big famous movie?

Who are you?

Your friend to the end, Priscilla Anders.

Don't let my husband's death come between us.

I loved him.

But, what's love?

Now you listen to me.

I have a dozen men with your picture,

all of them good with guns, knives, poisons.

Something happens to me, you don't do as I say,

your life is over, and much more sadly,

your career is over, cut short, in its Hollywood prime.

Yet, what do we want?

We want your career to flourish, don't we?

We want you to be so gloriously rich and famous,

and acting in so many movies, shows on television,

plays on the stage, that you have enough money

to deposit $25,000 a month into a special bank account.

But careful, because this money will be your rent.

Due on the first of the month.

You can never, ever forget to make your rent.

Did I say we'd be old friends?

That's not true.

You'll never see me again.

But there are those people out there,

they will be watching.

They'll be there if ever you miss a payment.

Now, don't frown.

Because you know what I'd call this if I were you?

I'd call it inspiration.

You're going to have an amazing career, Priscilla Anders.

You're going to be one of those actresses

who's an actress until the day she dies.

"She's so inspired," they'll say.

They'll ask: "Priscilla, how do you stay so very inspired

"with inspiration that never flags nor falters?"

They'll ask: "How does she do it?

"How

"does

"she

"do

"it?"

Is that your drink?

That doesn't have any alcohol.

What's wrong with you?

Even trade.

The Universe delivers Success

to those who trust it.

Be sure your ears are pricked.

Listen.

Listen.

Listening always for that knock.

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