Dark Feed Page #3

- No, you shouldn't.

- Union rules.

- I just feel kind of useless.

You could steer clear of those cables.

Hey!

You sure you don't need help?

Yeah, no, it's really okay.

I'm Chris, by the way.

Oh, I know.

You're the screenwriter. Jess told me.

- Nice to meet you.

- I'm Beth.

So you wrote this thing, huh?

Yeah. Please don't say it's brilliant.

- If one more person tells me that...

- I haven't read it.

Sorry. I mean yet.

I was literally just brought on today

as, like, a last-minute replacement.

I guess some girl

got sick or something.

Beth, you're up.

We need you for a stand-in.

Okay.

Well, looks like I gotta go.

But it was really nice to meet you.

I'm sure I'll see you around.

Hey, sweetheart,

can you move a little to the left?

Yeah, that's better.

- Hey.

- Hey.

So... he's pretty cute.

- Who?

- The writer.

Like you didn't notice.

Okay.

He's single.

- Jess!

- I'm just saying.

- I'll talk to you later.

- Okay, bye.

Hey.

Mr. Screenwriter, how are you?

Whoa. Hey, man,

you're a little tight there.

Just a... what?

A guy can't give

another guy a massage?

Well, hey...

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry about it.

I'm good at this.

I know what I'm doing.

Hey, what do you think?

You think those puppies are real?

Man, I have some serious doubts.

Well, there's only one way

to find out.

Hey, no charge on that massage.

Just make sure you got a part for me

in your next script, all right?

- What's going on?

- Oh!

God.

What the f***, dude?

Oh, did you see that, dude?

That guy just grabbed my balls.

You should get those autographed.

Whatever, dude.

That guy's a giant tool.

I don't know, maybe he was

just trying to get into character.

I heard he's method.

I don't think his character is

an oversexed Hollywood actor.

I don't know, but Harry said

he slept here last night...

just trying to get

the vibe of the place.

Weird.

What's the "method"?

Really?

Let's get Rachel in place.

Okay.

Wait for us to call it down.

Hey!

Somebody open the doors.

Open the doors!

Please open the doors!

Roll camera.

- I'm rolling.

- Action.

Cut. What, did she get off

on the wrong floor or something?

Well, someone go find her.

- I'll go.

- No no, send what's-her-face.

We have to handle this one

with kid gloves. She's very fragile.

Come on, let's go.

This place is so disgusting.

Rachel?

- Rachel?

- Don't!

- Are you okay?

- Someone was in there.

In where?

In the elevator.

- I can't go back in there.

- Okay. Okay.

I won't do it.

Hey, Jess?

Yeah, we'll just have to

figure something out.

What the hell is going on?

She is, like, pretty shaken up.

Beth's taking her back

to her dressing room.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes