Be Cool

Sequels.

It's the only time I gave in in my life.

But sometimes,

you gotta do it the studio way.

What are you talking about?

- Get Lost?

- Yeah.

I thought the first one

was pretty good.

- Get Leo?

- Terrific picture. Terrific!

And you know what else?

It was good.

You know what I'm thinking, Tommy?

I'm thinking of getting out

of the movie business.

Go back to my old job.

- What, being a shylock?

- Yeah.

Why?

'Cause at least they're honest

about being dishonest.

Come on. Why would you

wanna leave all this?

Hello!

See? I'm telling you, this town.

Look, Chil.

You and me, we come out

to Hollywood, sniff the air,

and now look at us, man.

We made it!

And you know why?

'Cause we knew how to hustle a deal.

Yeah, like I got hustled

into doing the sequel.

That sucks.

Do you know that unless

you're willing to use the R rating,

you can only say the F-word once?

- You're kiddin' me.

- No.

You know what I say?

Fuck that.

I'm done.

Before you skate out of the business,

I got a movie for you.

Oh, yeah? What?

About NTL.

What's NTL?

"What's NTL?"

What, are you joking?

- No.

- You're pulling my chain.

Nothing To Lose Records.

Hello. Come on.

It's, like, the indie label.

I sign bands, I produce their albums,

I sell the distribution to the majors.

- Now you wanna make movies?

- Yeah! Who doesn't?

All right, can you pitch it

in 25 words or less?

I can do it in one word... Me!

- You?

- Me! Hello! Me!

I couldn't get your mother

to watch that movie.

My life in the music business.

Come on! Gangsta rappers,

the Russian mafia, you know?

All that goddamn payola crap.

This place is

like the wild, wild west, man.

You're dodgin' the bullets,

you're taking the arrows.

And it's got a girl.

There always is.

Her name's Linda Moon.

She plays a girl who wants to

make it big in the biz,

and I am the record mogul

who makes it happen.

Anyway, it's a musical,

and Linda's been trying to get me

on the two-way ever since,

you know, she saw you

on Charlie Rose.

Where you were very smooth,

and found out that I knew you.

I said you would help her out,

and she left you on the list

at the Viper Room

expecting you to show up.

So, Tommy, how's your wife?

- Edie?

- Yeah.

Who gives a shit?

Don't be a buzzkill.

Where are you goin'?

I gotta go to the men's.

I just had two iced teas.

But how about... Hey, Chili,

how does the movie sound?

Well, you don't have a movie yet.

You've got a premise and a setting,

but you don't have character arcs or a plot.

Okay, but still. You know.

Hey, who's gonna play me?

Think about that.

How about Carrot Top?

Do svidaniya.

Hey, Marla.

Long time no see.

Yeah.

How's organized crime treatin' ya?

A little more exciting now

that you're in town.

Oh, yeah?

So, Mr. Palmer, we've got reason

to believe that this was a mob hit.

Trust me, if this were a mob hit, they'd

have hired a man who knew how to shoot.

He hit him in the chest.

Finally.

After he shot up my Caddy.

What a shame.

Can you confirm that this fella was

wearing a toupee?

Stevie Wonder could confirm

that he was wearing a toupee.

So out of the blue, this Mr. Athens

just decides to look up your number

and give you a call?

I know what you're gettin' at, Marla.

You think I set him up.

The truth is Tommy wanted me

to do a movie about him.

But you can't do a movie

where the main character gets popped

in the first scene, now, can you?

Yeah. It's not a bad opening.

You know, you're right.

That worked for American Beauty.

Sunset Boulevard.

Or Casino.

Mr. Palmer.

I'm Glenn from Thrifty Executive Fleet.

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