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He answers lamely, and gets off on his floor.

He walks down the empty, dingy hallway.

He passes a room where we can hear some drunk girls singing

along to Lynyrd Skynyrd.

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30 EXT. CHATEAU BALCONY - NIGHT 30

Johnny stands on his balcony looking out over Sunset as the

city lights glimmer.

We hear the sound of helicopters overhead.

A sexy girl lit up on a billboard looks at him.

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31 INT. JOHNNY’S BEDROOM -DAY 31

Johnny answers the phone half-awake.

MARGE (O.S.)

They’re waiting for you at the

special effects studio, they need

to do a mold of your head. The map

should be under your door, ok?

Yeah, ok.

JOHNNY:

He sits up.

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32 EXT. CHATEAU MARMONT - DAY 32

Johnny pulls out of the parking garage, on to the street.

He looks as he passes by an empty car that’s crashed into the

wall. A few bouquets have been placed in the bushes by it.

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33 EXT. SUNSET BLVD - DAY 33

Johnny’s P.O.V. out the windshield:

Driving past Sunset Plaza in harsh sunlight. People hang out

at cafes. A Tom Ford billboard looms overhead.

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34 INT. SPECIAL EFFECTS MAKE-UP STUDIO - DAY 34

Inside the studio, we see remnants from other projects, an

alien head, a wounded half of a face.

Johnny leans back in a chair as the team of make-up artists

cover his head in plaster.

They put a straw into his nose to breath out of.

We hear Johnny’s breath - slow and heavy. It seems to take

forever to dry.

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35 Later:
The make-up artists stand in front of him working with

concentration. When they finish, they stand back for Johnny

to see himself in the mirror:

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It’s Johnny at 80 years-old. His eyes look out from the

realistic old age make-up.

He looks at himself as an old man.

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36 INT. JOHNNY’S SUITE - EVENING 36

Back at the Chateau, Johnny’s young again.

Just out of the shower, wearing a long towel around his

waist, he smokes a cigarette in his room when the phone

rings.

RECEPTIONIST (O.S.)

Good- evening Mr. Marco, your

masseuse is here, shall we send him

up?

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JOHNNY:

Uh? -ok.

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37 INT. JOHNNY’S SUITE - NIGHT 37

Johnny lies face down on the massage table, with a towel

across him.

JOHNNY:

Where’s Laurie?

MASSEUR:

Oh, they didn’t tell you? She

wasn’t available.

He sets up a little iPod speaker system to play New Age super-

relaxing music, we hear ocean waves crashing within a gentle

flute melody.

The masseur rubs his hands together and takes a long, deep

breath.

We see Johnny’s P.O.V. of the masseur through the face-

cradle:
Men’s muscular legs with bare feet. We watch as his

shorts drop and he steps out of them as he starts his work.

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