Action, Jake.
Cut. Look, what's the problem here?
Remember, I want you to open the coffin a beat after you open your eyes.
Get him out of here! Come on! Raise the camera!
Joe, give me a hand. Something's the matter with him.
That's all right, Jake. Just relax.
We got you. Something's going on. Something's weird.
- Are you okay, babe? - Give him some air.
What's the matter? Speak to me. Come on, talk.
What's the matter?
I don't know. I don't know what happened.
I was in the coffin. I closed my eyes. I thought everything would be okay.
I opened my eyes, and the camera was right on top of me...
and I couldn't move.
It's no big thing. I just...
For a second there, I just couldn't move.
I don't know what happened. I'm sorry.
Fire!
No! What happened?
Get up there! Put some water on it!
This is great. That's terrific.
You got it under control?
Look, Jake, you really look exhausted, babe.
Why don't you take a shower and go on home. We lost the sun.
Let me try it one more time. I can do it.
I know you can, but we don't have any sun anymore.
Can I have nuts with that and a Manhattan?
- Yeah. - And fries.
- Right. - Rings.
- Anything to drink? - Two large Cokes with ice.
Onions on everything.
- That to go? - Yeah.
4.99.
Keep the change.
You too. See you guys.
- Scully, how's that picture coming? - Good. Fine.
- Great. - I'll have a Jack Daniels, neat.
Are you serious? You quit drinking. Remember?
Just get the drink, Doug.
What's the matter?
They cut your big scene?
Again.
Carol?
I thought you were a bartender, not a priest.
That's right. I'm a bartender.
Then keep the fucking glass filled.
Keep your own glass filled.
- I'm sorry. - That's cool.
Just don't pay any attention to me.
I...
You need a place to stay?
Yeah, I guess I do.
What are you doing here? I thought you were working.
I am. I got a week off.
I figured I'd go to some interviews, stay busy.
- Great. - Do you know about any sublets?
- I'll check around. - Something available immediately.
- Not offhand. - What... Ho!
The whole world's here. You two know each other?
- Jake Scully, Sam Bouchard. - Hi. Nice to meet you.
- Right here. - I'll see you in class later.
- We got class today? - At 3:00.
- Right. - Good luck.
What have you been doing lately?
I just started a low-budget, independent horror film.
"Vampire's Kiss." I play the vampire.
Sounds interesting.
Before that I did Petruchio in "Taming of the Shrew."
Anything else?
You mean anything good?
You are working.
- That's good now, isn't it? - Yeah.
- Hi. Small town. - Yeah.
- Jack Scully. - Jake.
Give them hell.
Hello.
I remember that it was dark.
Really black.
I was just a little kid.
And the wall behind me was cold.
And damp.
I was hiding. I was...
Oh, yeah.
I was part of this game: Sardine.
I was it, and I was hiding.
Everybody was looking for me.
And there was humming.
I was behind the freezer in the basement.
And I had jammed myself in so hard behind the freezer...
that I couldn't move.
I'm afraid.
Uh-huh. What are you afraid of?
They're not gonna find me.
But they're not supposed to find you.
But I'm afraid because I can't move.
Why don't you cry out?
I can't. I'm afraid.
Besides, I'm the sardine. They're not supposed to find me.
Now particularize that.
Who can't find you?
My brothers. They're bigger than me.
First time they ever let me play.
If they're your brothers, they'll want to help you, right?
No. They won't let me play again.
- They're bigger than you are. - Yeah.
Will they hurt you?
Yes.
How?
They'll laugh at me for getting stuck behind the freezer...
and for crying out for help.
The big baby.
That's right.
You are a baby.
I know.
Yeah, and you're afraid.
Yeah.
You must act.
I can't. I'm afraid.
- You'll never escape. - I know.
You'll die.
Yeah.
Bullshit!
You've got to act!
Fuck the fear.
You've got to cry out for help! Come on!
Use your body! Cry for help!
You can do it.
I want you to cry out.
I can't. I'm a sardine.
Sardines in a can are dead.
They can't feel. They can't be afraid.
But you're alive and afraid.
You're not a goddamn dead sardine!
- This is crap. - Dig down deep!
Cry out!
- I can't. - Come on.
Leave the guy alone.
Do not interrupt this exercise.
This looks like a mind-fuck to me.
What is your name? You're not a member of this class, are you?
That's right. I'm not.
I thought this was a class for acting, not humiliation.
What gives you the right to fuck around with this guy's head?
- I think you better leave. - I think that's a good idea.
I want to act. Come on.
Class is out. Come on. Let's go.
I'm sorry, Will.
I can't do this today.
This is called an exit.
Shit.
What a fool I am.
You're too hard on yourself.
Some of these guys can't get a job.
They put an ad in the trade. They call themselves teachers.
What do they teach us? How to be more fucked up than we are.
That's not it.
- Can we get another round? - Coming up.
- Thanks. - Check.
Are you married?
Separated.
Me too, as of yesterday.
We weren't married, but it was almost the same thing.
What happened?
I'm sorry. That's none of my business.
That's okay. It's just...
Sounds so stupid.
These things usually do.
Caught her in bed with another guy.
Can you believe that?
Man.
You had no idea?
None.
Christ, I keep seeing it.
Carol lying there.
Her face was glowing.
- Her face was glowing? - Yeah.
How do you get a girl's face to glow?
I got 16 years of good humping.
Not once did I get a glimmer, let alone a fucking glow.
Glowing?
- I'm sorry. That's tough. - No, you're right.
It's not that big a deal, really.
- You kicked the bitch out I hope. - I didn't.
- Why not? - It was her place.
You've been through the shitter.
- Where are you staying? - I got a friend with a floor.
You ready for some good news?
Yeah.
I got this five-week gig coming up.
Seattle Rep's doing a revival of "Private Lives."
I've been house-sitting for a friend.
- He gives me a good deal on the place... - I've been looking for a sublet.
- Would this be available right away? - Wait here.
Let me make a phone call. Don't move.
- Do you like plants? - Sure.
- I can't believe this. - It's something, isn't it?
Be if ever so humble.
- This is unbelievable. - I know it's not much.
- Can you handle this? - I've never seen anything like it.
- Your friend must really be loaded. - He's filthy with the stuff.
Anyway, here they are. Water them every day after 6:00.
- Right. - You got it?
- That's it. - Listen, this is really nice of you.
No thanks necessary. One struggling actor helping another.
- That's what it's all about. - Thank you.
- Just don't let the damn plants die. - You got it.
- Where is he anyway? - Alan?
- Yeah. - He spends a lot of time in Europe.
I got a well-stocked bar.
- Rotating bed. - "Rotating"?
Sauna and Jacuzzi in the back just beyond the walk-in closets.
As soon as I pack up, you can put your stuff away.
- Are you leaving now? - Yeah, I...
The hell with it. I got time for one more drink.
I'll still be able to catch the last flight.
What a setup. This is great.
Isn't it?
Thank you.
- Sam, here's to a friendship... - Wait.
Let's do this right. Come here.
To Hollywood.
Yeah.
What a view.
That's just part of it.
There is one very special feature to this house.
- What are you looking at? - Where are you?
There she is.
Show time.
I'd like you to meet my favorite neighbor.
- See her? - Whoa.
It gets better.
- What's she doing? - Just keep watching. You'll see.
- You want to get a little closer? - You bet.
- Oh, my God. - Focused?
- She's a little out of focus. Yes! - Yes? Hang on.
Does she do this a lot?
Like clockwork, every night.
Jesus.
What do you think?
- It's something, isn't it? - Yeah.
Lady does the same gig every night.
Did you get a look at her face?
Too bad. She is gorgeous. Shit.
- I gotta get going. - Can I help you?
All right.
Don't forget your scarf.
Here's the key.
Try not to make too many long-distance phone calls.
Thanks again. This is good of you.
- You're doing me a favor too. - Thank you.
- Take it easy. - Knock 'em dead!
They're already dead in Seattle.
So long.
My, my
Uh-oh
The house is burning but there's no one home
Jesus!
Bastard.
Where the hell have you been? I've been calling you all over town.
I'm sorry, Frank. I've been having some real problems with Carol.
I've been staying at a friend's house.
You got a few more problems. Rubin fired you.
- What? - You don't have a job anymore.
He gave me some bullshit about artistic differences.
What the hell happened?
Nothing. How can he do that?
They're doing it right now.
Can't we do something? Maybe I should talk to Rubin.
You better forget it. They've already hired another guy.
- How do you know? - He's my client.
Now bring them up.
You're loving every minute of it, sweetheart. It feels so good.
You're getting ready to take a nice chunk out of the neck.
Hands down. Good.
All right, cut!
Kill the water and steam.
I thought you were gonna give me another chance.
Look, I got a picture to make here. I got 25 days to make it.
I got no time to fuck around with a claustrophobic vampire...
who freezes every time he lies down in the coffin.
- I'm not claustrophobic. - Then what happened? Stage fright?
I don't know. It never happened before.
It's never gonna happen again. Good-bye. I gotta get back to work.
- You promised me another chance. - I lied.
- Don't you yell at me! - Big fucking deal.
- Get outta here! Beat it! - Listen...
Joe, get him outta here! You don't come in here yelling at me on my set!
- You don't have the right to lie to me. - There's the door.
Go on! Get out!
Get out the door, you fruitcake. What's wrong with you?
- He's the boss. - It's not fair.
What's everybody standing around for? Let's get back to work. Come on.
Just like clockwork.
There she goes.
Excuse me. Could you move, please? Please!
I gotta go. Thank you.
- Good morning, ma'am. - Thank you.
I have to see you.
What time did you call?
I'm never home till after 7:00.
Yes, he hit me again.
I've got to talk to someone.
Today.
The Beach Terrace Motel?
I'll wear something special.
You'll see.
Yeah. Okay.
Bye.
- Security, please. - This is security.
Please come over to Bellini's. I think we have a problem.
Excuse me.
- May I help you? - No, thank you.
Did you see that guy?
- It's the cream Mercedes. - Wait here, please.
- Thank you. Here you are. - Thank you, ma'am.
- Can I have my car, please? - Yes, sir.
Thank you. Right away. As soon as possible.
Straight toward the beach, down the stairs.
Thank you.
Hello?
Yes.
You've got to come.
I need to talk to you.
I've got to talk to someone.
I need you.
Excuse me.
Someone's following you.
I know.
No, it's not me.
Are you all right?
He got away.
You got the purse.
You better check it. He took something.
What's the matter?
I'm just out of breath.
Can you take me out of here?
Sure.
- Here. - Thank you.
All right. Thank you.
I feel much better now. I'm fine.
I saw you back there and at the hotel.
- You've been following me. - Yeah.
Why? Did my husband hire you?
I'm...
What?