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-Previously on "Get Shorty"...

-You're standing by the deal
that we made, right?

-No. Someone very high up
wants to make an example of you.

-Can you honor
Louis' side of the deal?

-From the description of
your conversation with Amara,

it's possible she has no idea
you're working with us.

-Yes, and it's also possible
she does.

-Serve a long enough sentence,

no one will know
you were an informant.

-You're actually pitching this?
That I choose to go to prison?

-Bend over. Cough.

[ Men coughing ]

♪♪

-Uh, yeah.
I'm here to go to prison.

[ Men shouting, cheering ]

-Who runs Capotillo in here?
-Swayze.

I heard one of the Latvians was
talking shit about Swayze.

He sent them a pickle jar,

and on the inside,
their boy's dick and balls.

-Are you saying that
I can come back?

-If this shit with Amara
is really in the past --

-It is.

-I'm staying on "Wylderness"
as a producer.

-You don't think that could be
awkward -- us working together?

-Not if you stay out of my way.

-They cast Amanda Rhodes.

-No. No, she's --
Oh. She's all wrong.

-Why do you care?
-'Cause my fucking name's on it.

Hey, maybe I could get
some notes to April.

-[ Grunts ]

[ All shouting ]

-Hey!

[ Shouting continues ]

[ Alarm blaring ]

-Yago!

[ Electricity humming ]

[ Man coughs ]

[ Doors slam shut ]

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Door buzzes ]

[ Whistling in distance ]

[ Man whistles ]

-What is that?

-Passing something.

-Passing what?

-Who the fuck cares?

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-You've got it down.

-Guards want 10 a minute.

-10 a minute?

600 an hour.

Three hours a day,
that's 1,800 souvenirs.

Multiply that by five years,
that's...

I mean, who even buys this shit?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Fabian, would you mind
movin' for a minute?

Hey.
Can Yago have your seat?

For a book of stamps.

And some goldfish?

Thank you. [ Whistles ]

They patch you up?

-Doctor said I was lucky
it missed my spleen.

Whatever the fuck that is.

-Cellmate thinks Capotillo
didn't put the hit on me.

It was Amara.

-You heard that?
-I think everyone heard.

-My Tia paid someone
to fuckin' kill me.

Hurts, you know?

More than the stitches.

-I'm starting to think
she's not the soft,

sentimental old lady
we thought she was.

[ Door buzzes ]

-That fucking guy?

[ Scoffs ]
Already out of solitary.

-I hear his nickname is "Happy."

Who says inmates
don't have a sense of irony.

-Guards said we got
in an "argument."

What fucking argument?

He stabs me,

and then they let him out
so he can do it again.

-On the bright side,
Capotillo now know

that we're not
running with Amara.

-Get anywhere with Swayze?

-Workin' on it.

-You know what?

If it wasn't for you,

I'd have a lot more
than 12 stitches right now.

I'm saying I owe you.

-Yes, you do.

[ Water running ]

[ Indistinct conversation ]

[ Door slams shut ]

-You stay.

-My girl, Natasha.

You got her a job
doing makeup on a movie?

-I did, yeah.

-Wow.

I'm so grateful.

What can I do for you?

-Well, right now,
I could use a towel.

It's a bit chilly in here,
as you may have noticed.

The job was just
a peace offering.

I know that Amara and Capotillo
haven't been getting

along very well,
but I'm not with Amara now.

In fact, she just ordered
a hit on my buddy, Yago.

-You want protection?

-That would be great.
-That's it?

-I could also use some help
getting materials

in and out of this place.

Nothing major.
Just written notes.

-Notes?

Okay.

-Really?

-Want them delivered
to your cell,

like in wrapping paper?

[ Laughter ]

You think I need help
getting my girls jobs?

-He got five girls.

-Natasha, not even my favorite.

-I thought she seemed nice.

-You try this shit again...

your buddy's gonna get a pickle
jar with your pinche verga.

-Need a translation?

-I think I got it.

I hear your brother
has a trucking company.

Maybe I could get him
a contract.

-This guy.
-Shut him the fuck up.

-It would be worth
20 grand a week.

-Hold up, hold up.

A week?

-Maybe I could grab that towel

and we could
discuss this further?

♪♪

[ Horn honks ]

♪♪

-April! Over here.
[ Device beeping ]

-Oh.
This is so confusing.

The apartment numbers
go up that way,

and then they just go back down.

-Yeah, I don't understand,
either.

Everybody gets lost.

-What's that beeping?
-Oh, it's my ankle monitor.

Yeah, I got 60 seconds to get
back in range, so come on in.

-Hi.
-Oh, my God.

-Right?
-How soon?

-Super soon, like any week.

-Oh, my God.

-We're having a home birth.
-Are you?

-Yeah, tried for special
dispensation

for the ankle monitor,

but my probation officer
keeps jerking me around.

-Yes.
So many people that I know

have the baby at home
with a midwife.

They say, in some ways,
it's safer.

-Less germs.
-Great. [ Laughs ]

I mean, I would never
do it, but...

-Well, you know...

Oh, and who we got.
-Ah?

-She delivered, uh --
-Emily Blunt.

-Emily Blunt's baby.
-Mm-hmm.

-Wow.
-All right.

You guys talk business.

I'll make us some lunch.
-Thanks, honey.

We should sit.

So, you got my e-mail
about the trucking company?

-Louis, from now on,
everything I do is aboveboard.

-These guys are legit.

Casales Transportation
and Refrigeration.

-Since when have you cared
about transportation?

I let your hire a makeup girl
who has never done a feature.

You still won't tell me
what that's about.

-All of this is
aboveboard, just...

[ Microwave beeps, humming ]

It'll help Miles.

If you want, I'll explain how.
-Please don't.

-That's really it. It's just --
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Oh, wait. Actually,
Miles had a couple of notes.

-What?
-Yeah, he's really not crazy

about Amanda Rhodes
for the lead.

Says that she's too Disney.

-She's doing very big films.
-And he had some story notes.

I tried to write 'em down.
I tried, but it just didn't --

It'd be better
if he just told you himself.

-No.
If he wanted to be involved,

he should have stayed
out of prison.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

-Well, maybe you could
go see him and tell him that.

-Louis, I am not --
-Miles has a vision

for this movie.

Having something
that he cares about,

something that he is passionate
about while he's inside,

that's gonna keep him going.

-God...

♪♪

-Eilert Lovborg was more to you

than perhaps you are
willing to admit.

Am I wrong?

-I don't answer such questions.

Oh, that he had the will
and the strength

to turn away from
the banquet of life so early.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Hedda,
but I fear I must dispel

an amiable illusion...
-Illusion?

-...that could not
have lasted long

in any case.

Eilert Lovborg did not
shoot himself voluntarily.

-Okay, let's stop.

Clive, remember you're
really jealous of Lovborg.

So when you're asking if she has
feelings for him, that hurts.

-Right.
-Yeah.

-Got it.

-And I'm not giving Brack
anything.

Is that coming across
when I'm turning away?

-No, we're getting that.
That's great.

Let's go, um...

Let's go from the line, uh...

-R-R-Rick, can I say,
you are a phenomenal director.

The way you know
what the character wants.

-The subtext.

-Really, you see
the human condition.

It's a gift.

-Wow. Thank you.

It's a very nice compliment.

Thank you.

Okay. So, uh, from Judge Brack,
"Am I wrong?"

-Am I wrong?
-I don't answer such questions.

-I only know that Eilert Lovborg
has had the courage

to live his life
after his own fashion.

[ Door buzzes ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Oh, man, it's so good
to see you.

And don't you look well?

I heard that you were back
on the film,

and I thought, "Good on you."

Good for you, April Quinn.

Don't let that spoiled,
arrogant shitbag

push you around.

Time's up.
Am I right?

-Miles, I came in here
to see how you were.

But I have to tell you,
I felt betrayed.

To find out there's
another side of you,

and of our work together
that you never mentioned,

that you made me
an accomplice to felonies

without considering
what it could do to me.

It's a miracle
I still have a career.

-You have every right
to be angry.

-Well...

now I'm seeing these creepy
people you're in here with,

and the...

outfit they make you wear,
and...

it's hard to hold on
to my anger.

-If we can just get back
to "Wylderness," real quick?

Louis mentioned the new ending.

-No, we can't.
-Where she finds her father,

and they fall into each other's
arms, and it's all peachy again?

What the fuck is that?

-We have a great team
of veteran filmmakers.

-Given what happened with
"The Admiral's Mistress,"

that means fuck-all.

-Miles, we're
starting production.

You haven't seen
the latest draft,

and I can't bring you
a new script.

These guards won't let me
bring sugarless gum.

Literally, I had sugarless gum.

-Okay, so I--
[ Door buzzes ]

I'll find another way.

-A legal way?

When you get all whisper-y,

and you're looking
over your shoulder?

-Cath has gone about this
all wrong, April.

I mean, she wanted
the Disney girl,

and now she's messing
with the ending...

I mean, that's not our movie.

This isn't a fuckin' fairy tale.

It's what I'm going through
right now.

It's about people who have
had their lives

pulled from under them,

and they're trying
to fight their way out.

-And they're dealing
with cannibals.

-You don't think
there's cannibals in here?!

April, you once told me

that I was a great producer.
You know what?

I've come to agree with you.

So, please, just let me
keep my hand in.

I can fucking help.

♪♪

[ Cellphone beeping ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

-Hey.
-You ready?

-Remember where we left off?

-More or less.

♪♪

-Okay.
So, Clementine's freaking out

for the file
about her and Joel.

Now she's in the car,
checking an address.

Hold on.

-Shorty, you there?

-Thought Mom was coming in.

She's gone now.

-Would she be angrier
that you're watching a movie

before bed
or that you're talking to me?

-Let's not find out.

Okay.
She's walking into a building.

[ Door slams shut ]

Looking at the people
who live there.

-[ Snoring ]

[ Keys jingle ]

-Dad?

-Hey.

-Everything okay?
-Yeah.

Let's keep going.

-Um...okay.

So, Joel's friend
recognized her.

She used to know him
but doesn't remember.

Okay, now she's
in Joel's apartment.

♪♪

♪♪

-April?
-Aah! Jesus.

Yeah.
-Got notes from Miles.

-[ Sighs ]

What's your name?
-Oggie.

-Oggie, you scared the shit
out of me.

-Sorry.
-Okay, look.

This is not how
this is going to work.

You do not follow me
on the street.

-Miles said I was suppo--
-I don't care what Miles said.

If you have notes for me,
you bring them to me

at my office or on set.

You call my office
and you set up a time.

-Your office?
-Yes.

Number's there.

You'll need to show a license
at the gate.

The notes are on paper towel?
-Yeah.

-Thank you, Oggie.

[ Sighs ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Wind blowing, birds cawing ]

♪♪

-Still a long way to go.
-We'll get there.

Couple more hours
and we'll stop for the night.

-Can we make a fire?

-Not tonight.
It's not safe.

-Cut!
-That's a cut!

-Natasha, more sweat.
-Yo, they want more sweat.

-On the forehead?

-Cath, I have an idea.

What do you think if --

-Hello.
-Hey.

How's it going?

-Hey.
-Mwah.

-Have you been watching?
-Thank you.

Just this one scene.

He is really good.
-Oh, David?

He's wonderful.
-Wow.

-Wonderful.
-Oh, April, there's someone

asking for you
at basecamp down there.

-Oh.
-All right, good.

You okay?
-Mm-hmm.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

♪♪

♪♪

[ Pan sizzling ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-Beautiful.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Door buzzes ]

-Man, why are some
of them pages blue?

-These are rewrites.

See here?
Where they have the stars?

These are lines
that I had 'em put in.

-Hmm.

-Oh, these are good.

-So, uh...

How's the income
from the trucking gig?

It's flowing, right?

-Mm-hmm.
-Great.

So, you know that dude, Happy?

Think you could keep him
away from me?

-I'll talk to Swayze.
-That'd be great, man.

That's all I'm asking.
Thank you.

[ Door buzzes ]

You know, if they catch us
bringing this shit in,

they could add five years
to our bid, right?

-Mm-hmm.

-I'm just saying,
I hope it's worth it.

-Yeah.

Nice.

-I dreamed about him last night,
lying alone.

-Maybe he found the others.

-If I'd known,
I would've gone back.

-Which is why I did you
the favor of not telling you.

-We could have at least tried!

-I'm not arguing about this!

-For all we know,
he was still alive.

-There's nothing
we could've done!

If we tried, we'd be dead.
-You don't know that!

-I do know!

Until we get some drinking
water, we can't fight.

If you need to be a hero,
you do that.

I'll move on.

Are you with me?

Yes or no?!

-And cut!

Let's go again.
-That's a cut.

We're going again.

-Scene works better with Zoe
getting confrontational.

-Yeah. April's idea.

You know, at the first
production meeting,

Miles had the same note.

-Miles Daly? Really?
-Mm-hmm.

-Picture's up.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-I heard you wanted to see us.

-What are "dailies"?

-They're unedited film.

-What's that?

-Little pieces of the movie.
Why?

Did you find a way
to get them in?

-Why do you need them?

-We watch to see how production
is getting on,

see if there's anything
we missed or

if a scene needs to be re-shot.

-If the actors
don't have chemistry.

-So...

if part of it is not good,
you do it all over again?

-Exactly.

-That's interesting.

-Should we discuss how
you're planning to --

-There.

-Ah, there goes your dailies.

She's got the thumb drive
in her panocha.

-Yeah, that's why
she's walking funny.

-Conjugal visit with Animal,
she hands it to him,

he swallows it.

Then you get the drive
when he shits it out.

-Isn't that clever.

♪♪

-[ Grunting ]

♪♪

[ Man whistles ]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-And rolling.
And action!

-...could've done!

If we tried, we'd be dead.
-You don't know that!

-I do know!

-So, nothing happened with you
and banana girl?

-Well, we had drinks together.
-But nothing sexual.

-No.
-And your girlfriend

had her killed?

-Yeah, well, I can't
prove it, but...

I'm pretty sure
that's what happened.

-Intense. Perrier?

-Yeah, thanks.

-Horrible, but also romantic.

-That his ex
had someone whacked?

-I'm just saying, Amara
must really love you.

-Well, I mean, it's hard to get
past the fact

that
she killed someone, but, uh...

-If I cheated on my wife,
she'd divorce me,

then write a thank-you letter
to the woman I cheated with.

Let me tell you, the banana girl
story, that's your next film.

-Well, that's if people
will even work with me

when I'm out of here.
[ Music chimes over PA ]

-Five minutes.

-Look, I don't know Hollywood,
but in finance,

as long as you're
turning a profit,

nobody cares if you did time.
[ Music chimes over PA ]

-Five minutes.
-Let's finance his next film.

-Done.

-But I thought the FBI
got all your money.

-Well, they did.
Right?

-All of it.
[ Laughing ]

-Let's just say, uh,
when we get out, call us.

[ Door opens, closes ]

-Oh.
That's nice of you guys.

-We believe in you.

We both know how
talented you are.

Plus, that stuff with Amara?

That's a great love story.

[ Water running ]

-Love story. [ Chuckles ]

♪♪

-It's ringing.
-[ Labored breathing ]

-Voicemail.
-Where is she?

-I am sure
that she's on her way.

Uh, Yonni, yeah,
just wondering --

-Yoni.
-What?

-Yoni.

Yoni, just wondering
where you are.

The contractions are coming
every four minutes,

so, you know,
the sooner the better.

Okay, thank you.

-Another... [ Groans ]

-Are you okay?

Huh?
Where's the timer?

-Fuck the timer!
-Okay.

I'm gonna write
down the minutes.

-[ Grunting ]

Okay.
[ Breathing deeply ]

-Are you okay?

-You have to stop
asking me that.

-Oh, okay.

All right.
Okay, it's a text from Yoni.

Uh...

Oh, she couldn't find the place.
-What?

-She thought she was
in the wrong place.

-What?
-Okay.

No, I mean,
I'm sure that she's --

I'm sure she's still here, okay?

I'm just gonna go
find her, okay?

-Okay.
-Are you okay?

-Louis!
-Okay! All right!

Okay, I'll be right back!

Yoni!
[ Ankle monitor beeps ]

Yoni!

Yoni!

[ Ankle monitor beeping ]

Yoni!

Yoni! Yoni!

-Yes.

Yes, yes!
Fucking brilliant!

Was that not
a brilliant bit of film?

-I don't have any headphones.
I can't hear anything.

-You saw the shot,
though, right?

-Yeah, I mean, it looked good...

-That is the best thing
that Cath Nardini

has ever done, hands down.

And Oumou -- oh, fucking
heartbreaking.

What a performance.

Hey, I-I got a couple of notes.

Can you give me a few minutes?

-I ain't here for that.

From Swayze.

He says Happy won't
bother you no more.

-Have a little look in the bag,
see what it is, will you?

-You look.
-No fuckin' chance.

Oh, Jesus.

[ Door buzzes ]

Is that Happy's dick and balls?

-I guess.

-In pickle juice?

What did they do
with the rest of him?

We never asked for this.

-I mean...

All I said was, they should
keep him away from us.

-Oh, my God.
-I meant talk to him.

-Seeing as it's your fault,
you get rid of it.

Put it back in the bag,
get it off my bunk.

-Actually, I'm gonna
stash it somewhere.

-Y-You're gonna keep it?

-I mean, if you need
someone to take you serious,

you give 'em this.

Right?
They'll know you're for real.

And it's pickle juice.

I mean, it's not gonna go bad --
-Get out.

-Just sayin'...

-Jesus Christ.

-Focus on your breathing.
-[ Rhythmic breathing ]

-That's it.

You're doing so great.

-You are, honey.
You're doing so good.

-Want to lie on your side
for a while?

-No.
[ Knock on door ]

-Someone at the door.

-Just ignore it.
-Police!

-Did they say "police"?

Louis...

-Okay, I'll --
I'll be right back.

-Breathe.
-[ Groaning ]

-Hi.
Are you Louis Darnell?

-Is this about
the ankle monitor?

You Louis?
-Yeah, listen,

I can't do this right now, guys.

My wife is literally
giving birth --

-Sir, are you Louis Darnell?

-Yes!
-Okay.

We understand you're under house
arrest,

and we just received an alert

that you vacated the premises
during restricted hours.

You are supposed to stay
in your house.

-I'm having a fucking baby!
Okay?

So if you guys want
to wait around

until that's over with,
that's fine.

But I can't do it
right now, okay?

-All right, sir,
do not just walk away --

-Goddamn it...

-Would you wait outside?!

-Louis, come look.

Louis, come stand next to me.

[ Police radio chatter ]

How beautiful is that?

His head.

[ Baby coos ]

[ Children's music plays ]

[ Grunts ]

Yeah.

-Hey, if you make it
to the Safeway,

there's a list in the kitchen.
-Okay.

-What time do we have
to leave tonight?

-Oh, the red carpet's at 6:00.
-Okay.

I will be back at 5:00,
and I'll have Kenz here at 5:15.

-Okay.
-My good baby.

-Ooh. Guess what.

We get to go grocery shopping.
Yeah.

You get to ride in the cart.
Yeah.

[ Door opens ]

-Rick.

[ Keys jingle ]

-Yeah. Already?

I -- I thought I had
a couple more hours.

-It's time.

-Okay. [ Chuckles ]

-Everyone, Rick is out of here.

[ Applause ]

-Yeah.

I got to be honest, guys...

I don't want to go.
-Ah.

You'll get home, friends and
family will throw you a party...

-You'll forget all about us.

-I don't think so.

-Ah, come here, pal.
-All right.

-Okay.
-Yeah. Thanks.

-[ Grunts ]

-Okay, guys.
Thanks, guys.

[ Applause ]

Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

[ Indistinct conversations
in distance ]

-Step in here.
-In here?

-Yeah.

-Hey. Thank you.

-Nobody knows you're here
with me, right?

-No, I'm here
on unrelated business.

I remembered you were getting
out, thought I'd say hi.

Take it your stay went well?

-I've been as happy here
as I've ever been in my life.

-That's...

a better reaction
than I expected.

-Any word on Amara?
-No, but do me a favor.

If you notice anything unusual
when you're out, just...

give us a call.

-I just spent a year in prison
to throw people off.

You're not telling me
I'm in danger.

-Not necessarily.

I mean, Amara's put out hits
on a few people,

but there's no reason to think
that you're on her list.

-Hits on who?

-Just call us
if anything comes up.

Better to err
on the side of caution.

-So, you haven't seen them.
-I've heard they're good.

-Just "good"?
Okay.

-[ Chuckles ]

"What could have been a campy
B-movie, or worse,

an earnest,
derivative screed --"

What's a screed?
-Screed --

it's like a thorny plant,
lives in the desert --

-"...derivative screed,
is instead an emotionally

resonant exploration
of love and bravery

in the modern age.

Not to be missed."

"Instead of making a desperate
play for the viewer's attention,

'Wylderness' starts quietly,
yet we never look away,

a credit to the
sure-handed filmmaking."

-"Sure-handed"?
-Dad, they love it.

-I mean, these are
early reviews.

Let's see what the others say.

-I'm proud of you.

And so is Mom.

As soon as it comes out,
we're all gonna go see it.

-How is your mum?

-Think she's gonna call you.

But her and Philip are engaged.

-Isn't that something.

She in the back room?

Why didn't she want to give me
the news herself?

It's okay. It is.

You like him, right?

-He's nice to Mom.

-How's he with you?

-He's nice.

Kind of boring...
[ Both chuckle ]

But he's got a boat.

-What kind of boat?
-I don't know boats.

Medium-sized?

Took us to Catalina.

-I thought your mom
hated being at sea?

-Yeah, she spent the whole trip
trying not to puke.

-[ Laughs ]

Oh, and she's gonna spend
a whole marriage

feeling slightly seasick?

-Well, I guess
she's okay with that.

-I guess so.

Is there any more?
Come on, there's one more.

[ Cellphone rings ]

-Hello?
-"An emotionally resonant film

about love in the modern age.

This is not to be missed."

-I saw that.
-"We can't look away,

not even for a moment.

Our hearts will not allow it."

-For someone with no Internet
access,

you're very up
to date on reviews.

-On the glowing reviews, April.
On the --

Hey, when you were making
those films with Vin Diesel,

were you getting
reviews like these?

-Some critics
actually like explosions.

But, uh, Miles, I, uh --

I have to --
-What about theatrical release?

Feels like,
with press like this,

we should be
in more theaters, right?

-Miles I have some
really shitty news.

Like, I can barely say this.

-What?
-Laurence filed with the PGA

to have your name
taken off the film.

-[ Chuckles ]

What -- What do you mean?

He can't take my name
off the film.

It must be in the contract.

-Contractually, he can do it.

And he's on the board
of the PGA.

Miles, I freaked out
when I found out.

I called Laurence,
and I called the union.

No one understands
how much input you've had on --

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[ Telephone rings ]

-Laurence Budd's office.

[ Telephone beeps ]

Uh, it's Miles Daly.

-Miles Daly?

From, uh, prison?

-Yeah, recording says
it's a collect call from Miles

at the Porterville
Federal Penitentiary.

-Amazing. Amazing.

Okay.
Uh, I'll accept the charges.

-Laurence.
Thanks for taking the call.

-Thank you for reaching out.

-I just wanted to congratulate
you on "Wylderness."

From what I understand,
it's a very successful film.

Another feather
in your well-feathered cap.

-That's very kind.
-Of course.

I've learned so much
from you already.

Can't wait to put it
all into practice.

-Well, I'm sorry
you weren't around

for more of the filmmaking.
-Me too.

-But down the road,
if you ever need anything,

a recommendation,
an introduction...

-Yes, I know you have friends
in very high places.

Don't you golf
with the Attorney General?

-Where did you hear that?

-I've met some fascinating

people myself
this last year, Laurence.

Maybe someday we can
all get together.

-We'll see.
-Yeah, I think there's gonna be

a lot you're gonna
be able to do for me.

-Is there.
-You know what I love the most

about you, Laurence?

You've got balls.

-What?

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[ Dog barking in distance ]

-Thank you.

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[ Keys jingle ]

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[ Button clicks ]

[ Telephone ringing ]

-It's Kevin.
I'll get back to you.

Thanks.
[ Voicemail beeps ]

-Hey, it's, uh, dad.

I'm home.

I, uh...

I don't know if you --
you got my messages.

Martha said that
you might be in LA.

But, uh, maybe --
maybe you're out of town.

Anyway, uh...

give me a call sometime.

I don't have a lot scheduled.

[ Telephone beeps ]

[ Dog barking in distance ]

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[ Door creaks open ]

[ Door closes ]

Hey!

-I got something
for you from Amara.

-Oh, fuck.
No, no, no!

No, no!
-Hold on.

Calm down.

She's waiting for you.
-What?

-Ticket to Guatemala,
first-class.

-Amara's in Guatemala?
-I guess.

She said to give you this,
and she would have someone

meet you at the airport.

-It's one-way.

You talk to her?
-Not often.

-Is that hair real?
-No.

-Looks real.

-Have a good night.

-Wait, wait. Wait.

Want to have a drink?

One thing I couldn't get
on the inside.

I got vodka, got scotch.

-Vodka.

-Yeah. Yeah.

Here.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

-Laurence, Laurence!
Laurence.

The buzz for this film
is so good.

Are you at all worried
about living up to the hype?

-Well, it's a --
it's a great problem to have.

I think people make up
their own minds.

Oh! Here's our "Emile,"
the fantastic David Oumou.

Look at him, fantastic.
Just stay right here.

We were thinking,
let's make a genre film

that is about character,
that goes deeper than usual.

April. April Quinn --

she's worked on this film
from its conception.

April, let's take pictures, eh?

-No, I'll leave you to it.
-Uh, thanks, everyone.

Excuse me.

-David! David.

David, this is McG.

-Brother, I am such a fan.
-Thank you so much.

-David's doing a project
with Jennifer Lawrence.

-Oh.
-Actually, we had a conflict.

-No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no. I'm gonna iron that out.

McG here made
a whole bunch of those

"Charlie's Angels" movies.
How awesome is that?

He's working on -- is it four?
Number four?

-Well, you ever do get busted --
God forbid --

I recommend King Bush Prison.

Amenities, great people.

I can't say enough about it.
-Okay.

-So, what have you been doing?

-I was a bouncer in San Pedro.

-Why didn't you go with Amara?
-Man, she barely made it out.

And Guatemalan jungle,
that's not my thing.

[ Jazz music plays ]

You gonna use that ticket?

-Well, I gotta level with you.

It's a nice gesture, but, uh...

Amara's had a lot
of other boyfriends, right?

And those relationships
did not end very well.

-Well, she didn't marry them.

You got way more of a connection
than those guys.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Thanks for the drink.

-Hey.

I got a frozen Shepard's Pie,
if you're hungry.

Hmm?
About to heat it up.

-No, thanks.

You take care.
-Okay.

[ Door opens, closes ]

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[ Car engine starts ]

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-And, of course,
I can't take all the credit.

Um, we all know
the massive amount of people

who lend their efforts
to projects of this magnitude,

beginning with our amazing
director, Cath Nardini...

[ Cheers and applause ]

...our stellar cast...

-This guy is the embodiment
of evil.

-He is a douche.
-Stop humble bragging,

you arrogant fuck.
[ Cellphone vibrating ]

-...the story is very complex.
It's very deep.

-Hey, buddy.
-I saw you called.

You at the premiere?
-I am.

Hold on.
-What's that in the background?

-Uh, you know,
just people making speeches.

-How lovely.

-Can we just stop
and appreciate something?

You weren't happy
when "The Admiral's Mistress"

came out because maybe it wasn't
the greatest movie.

But everybody --
I mean everybody --

who has seen "Wylderness" says
that it is the shit!

And, yeah, maybe your name's
not on it, and --

and that's crazy,
but at least now you know

that you can do this.
You got a gift, brother.

-Is anyone there
talking about me?

-No, they're too busy
listening to that bald,

grandstanding asshole.

-Let Laurence take his bow.

He's earned it.

-How's that?

-Man makes his own movies,
he doesn't compromise,

and he's fucking ruthless.

I find that shit inspiring.

I've been telling myself
what we do and what they do

in Hollywood is basically
the same thing, only it's not.

'Cause a man like Laurence,
he has no conscience, no honor.

Maybe that's what's been
holding me back.

When I get out,
anyone who gets in my way

deserves what's fuckin'
coming to them.

-Right.

Okay, well, I can see that
you're in a pretty dark place,

so, I'm not gonna blame you.
But you want to hear something?

Here.
I want you to listen to this.

[ Cheers and applause ]

That's for you, man.

For a movie that you made!

[ Cheers and applause
continues ]

-Yeah.

[ Cheers and applause ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

[ Electricity humming ]

-It could use some furniture
and some paint.

-That chair's cute.

-Oh, thanks.
Yeah.

Well, you have to start
somewhere.

-Well, Gladys worked for Rick,
and that place was a dump.

-Do you remember
that bathroom door --

[ Banging on window ]
-Hey, Jim!

Jim! Stay right there!

I'll be right back.

-I have no idea.

So, how are you guys doing?

-Oh, well, we're talking
real estate, too.

Looking at houses.
It's all so pricey.

-I know.
-So...

when would I start?

-As soon as you can.

Right now, it's just me.

I know this is a day job,
and you're a singer,

and it's a new company,
so it could be a total disaster,

but I would give you
more responsibility

than you had with Rick,
and I pay better --

-You don't have to
sell me on it.

I'm excited.

-Really?

-Hey, Jim.

It's Louis.

And this is Wyatt.

I'm David Oumou's manager.
We met at the premiere.

-Right, right.

-Now, I know that David is
under contract with you guys.

-Oh, we're looking forward
to working with him.

-Yeah, he can't do it.

He got a film...

with Jennifer Lawrence.

There's no way
he can pass that up.

-What was your name?
-Louis.

-'Cause we went over it
with David's agents.

This contract is fin--
-Here's the thing, Jim.

I'm not like David's other reps.

This will get ugly really quick.

So just find someone else
for the role.

There's not that many lines.

Right? Right?

He agrees.

[ Baby coos ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-Will you be having
dinner tonight?

-Yes, uh...

I'll have a glass of Cabernet
and the lamb.

-Sorry, lamb is
the northbound flight.

We have filet mignon.
-Ah, even better.

-Try the lamb on the way back.

-I don't know when
I'll be coming back.

-Oh.
Do you live in Guatemala?

-No, I've never been.

-But you're not coming back?

-Well, I hope to come back.

-I'll get your wine.

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-What?

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-This is Laurence Budd.

Was my security system
armed last night?

Because I was home, asleep, and
somebody broke into my bathroom!

My bathroom.
That's right.

Well, they moved things around
and they -- they...

left something.

Oh, I don't know.

It's -- Uh, it's --
It's -- It's...

Aah!
[ Glass shatters ]

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

-Daly, get down.

-Everything all right?
-Get out here.

Cuff up.

-There a problem?

-You tell me.

-That's not mine.
I've never seen it before.

[ Door buzzes ]

[ Keys jingle ]

Next time,
maybe you think twice.

-Surprise!

[ Laughter ]

-Your face!
You look like...

-What the fuck's going on?

-They're here to see your movie.

-Shit.
How did you --

-April got a copy
to our boy from the outside.

Here you go.

-What is this?
-It's pruno.

Makes it in his toilet,
but it gets you high as shit.

-Yeah, I don't doubt it.

-Salud.
-Salud.

-All right,
let's start the movie!

Gotta be done before lights out.

-Check that.

-Is that a tattoo
or a fuckin' lesion?

-It's "Capotillo."
-Uh-huh.

-I'll get it touched up
when I get out.

I'm running with them now.

On the outside, I'm gonna
be a junior lieutenant.

-Can I say, you've earned it.
-Thank you, man.

Whoo!
-Sneaky motherfuckers.

Fuckin' talking to you
and you said nothing.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

Thank you for this.

-Guys are excited.

-They helped make it happen.

-So, when's our next
trucking contract?

-We'll find some business,
if that's what you want.

A fuckload more.

-Hey, if you got any ideas,
I'm listening.

-Oh, I have ideas.

-All right, movie's up.

Hit the lights.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

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[ Cheers and applause ]

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"Sí Señor" plays ]

[ Man rapping in Spanish ]

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