The Disaster Artist Page #3

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you're home alone

long time?

Uh, the mov-the movie...

-the movie Home Alone?

-Ah, it's a movie.

Yeah.

With, uh, with Macaulay Culkin?

Okay.

Okay, um.

Yeah, so, anyway that movie,

it spoke to me, you know? It...

It changed my life and-

and ever since then, I just...

I've... just...

I get it.

You want to be star.

Yeah, I...

just wanted to be in the movies.

You know, Greg...

you and me,

we are the same.

Oh, yeah? How's-

how's that?

We both have this dream.

Yeah, I guess we do.

And...

for information...

I was 'home alone' too.

Except not movie,

in real life.

Don't I buy you

everything you want?

A bicycle? You get a bicycle.

A car?

You buy me many things.

No, no, no, no.

He bought me many things.

We give you love and

affection, don't we?

It's not a place for kids.

A minute ago, you said

you didn't care if he drinks.

He said "a little drink."

You're tearing me apart!

Oh, my God.

You, you say one thing,

he says another...

He's the best, I told you.

You're taking me apart!

"Tearing."

You're tearing me apart.

Yeah, he's emotion!

Moment to moment.

Not plastic.

I knew you'd like it, man.

You know,

you could be like Dean.

Me?

My God, you behind the schedule.

Listen to me, young man.

You have the gift,

you have the look.

Yeah.

Hey, if I can have a career in

this business, so can you, man.

Ah.

I don't want career.

You don't want a career?

I thought that's...

I want my own planet.

Uh, your own planet?

Yeah, it's cool,

everybody love each other.

That's why it's the best planet.

Sounds great!

Sounds ideal, really.

I have a present for you.

Welcome to my planet, Greg.

Oh, my God.

Yeah, yeah,

Rebel Without a Cause,

East of Eden, and Giant.

That's it.

Wow.

Yeah, three movies, and then

all of a sudden, he's dead.

-That's so crazy.

-Yeah.

-Tragedy.

-It is.

You know he died just a

little bit south of here?

I wanna go one day

to the crash site.

Pay my respects.

Why don't we go now?

Now? Now, Tommy,

it's not that close.

It's like 300 miles away.

300 mile, who care?

We just do it.

It would take hours, man.

Okay.

Now, you drive.

What?

Tommy, are you serious?

Yeah, I'm serious.

Greg, the Dean

won't come to you.

You have to go to the Dean.

All right, f*** it.

All right, let's do this sh*t.

Road trip!

Road trip!

"I miss you"

"very much."

His whole life,

people tell him,

"You're not good enough.

You'll never make it."

But he doesn't listen.

He show them all.

That will be us

one day, Greg.

I... I hope we're not

dead on the side of a road.

No, not that part.

That we'll be famous.

We'll show them.

You'll see.

Yeah, maybe.

No, Greg, listen.

Give me pinky.

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