Deadline (1984) - full transcript

So they asked
me to be quarterback,

but I said no, 'cause
I play better defense.

- You can't play defense.

Besides, you can't
even play quarterback.

- Would you be quiet?

Mom, would you tell
him to shut up?

- Come on, you guys.
- He's always interrupting

me when I'm saying something.
- Finish your cereal.

You're gonna miss
your bus, come on.

- Aren't we all bright
and cheery this morning?

Morning, everyone.



- Morning, Dad.

- Morning, Dad.

- Hold it, boys.

Go give your father
a kiss, okay?

Wish him good luck
on his presentation.

- Don't have to fret over it.

Bye David.
- Bye Dad.

- Philip.
- Good luck.

Bye Mom.
- Thank you.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

I wanted to be able
to prepare something

so I wouldn't look
like an ass up there.

- Would you mind playing
daddy for a while?

I gotta go get dressed and
take her to school, okay?



- Not at all.

- Well what's the matter?

You look so sad this
morning, Cherie.

- You work too hard, daddy.

- Well daddy has to make money

for you and your
brothers and mommy.

- It's no fun.

- Come here.

Now I promise you that as soon
as I finish this new story,

that we're all gonna go on a
long and wonderful vacation.

All of us, and I'm
not gonna do any work.

We're just gonna play,
you and David and Philip.

- And mommy?

- Of course mommy.

- When?

- As soon as daddy's
story's done.

- But when?

- Soon, Cherie.

Very soon.

- Promise, daddy?

- I promise you.

- Come on, let's
get your coat on.

Are you gonna be ready
to go when I get back?

It's only gonna take me
a few minutes to change.

- Bye daddy, good luck.

- Let's go, come on.

- You know, the most astonishing
thing about education

is how it manages to remain
so consistently boring

in its attempt to make
life more interesting.

Thank you, Professor.

- That sarcasm is cute.

Particularly coming from a woman

who probably
wouldn't have made it

through freshman English

if she hadn't--
- If I hadn't dropped

my knickers for the
Professor every night,

and told him he was Leo Tolstoy
reincarnate all day long?

- Same sophomoric repartee.

You want a coffee?

- As long as we don't
have to gulp it down.

- It gives me great
pleasure to stand here today

because our guest

is a man I respect both as
an artist and as a friend.

I'm proud to say
that Steve Lessey

was once a member
of this faculty.

And as a Professor, he
was loved and respected.

His unusual talent for
analysis and understanding

is well represented
by his first book

of critical excellence.

Steven Lessey was routed
from obscure Professor

to writer and media darling

when his first novel,
"The Executioners"

was made into a
controversial film.

His subsequent books
and films proved

that Mr. Lessey's
sense of the horrifying

and the macabre have
made an indelible mark

on our society and culture.

Before I ask Steve to talk
about himself and his work,

let's watch a sequence
from his latest film,

"Anatomy of a Horror."

- You again.

I thought I told you
to get out of here.

Come on, come on!

I thought I told you
to get out of here!

Get of out of here!

Get on, go!

Where the hell
does it come from?

Hey, what the...

Hey!

What's going on up there?

Is somebody up there?

Hey!

What the hell?

- Ladies and gentlemen,

may I present the creator
of that amazing sequence,

Mr. Steven Lessey.

Steve, before you have your say,

I'd just like to present
you with this plaque.

Both to commemorate
your appearance here,

and in appreciation
of your work.

It was voted to
you by the faculty

of the graduate
and undergraduate

cinema studies department.

Thank you Steve for
a job well done.

- First, I would like to
thank you for this award.

Coming from you, this
means a lot to me.

I must admit that

writing my novels and their
subsequent film scripts

is the result--

- -all of you that good
literature is simply

insight into the familiar.

The best book functions
like a key to the soul.

My soul and your soul.

Isn't that right, miss...

- Ramston.

Elizabeth Ramston.

- Do you agree, Elizabeth?

- Yes, Dr. Lessey.

- Experiment with the genre.

My first book was called
"The Executioners."

It represented for me an
opportunity to comment

on what I believed
to be the distasteful

corruption of our society.

The metaphor of execution
is primary to our lives.

We are all dying
or being executed

by our culture and
our environment.

- That may be true, Mr. Lessey,

but don't you
think your comments

help contribute to the decay,

instead of helping to solve it?

- I don't offer solutions.

I can only speak in the
language of our times

to comment on them.

- Well do you mean
that your horror

is the language of our times?

- I think horror represents
a way of relating

to numerous events
that otherwise

we might never be
able to identify with.

- Well I don't want to
identify with horror.

Well that's tough.

- Come on grandma!

Come on!

Come on grandma, can you see?
- I wonder where we are.

- Come on.
- I wonder where

on Earth I am.
- Come on, get down.

I'm sitting?

Isn't that nice?

- Mr. Lessey, as an artist,

how do you feel when
you hear charges

that your work is
socially degenerate?

- I think that many artists,

Joyce, Burroughs, Lawrence,
just to name three,

had to face the criticism
that their work is--

- Horse shit.

You write horse shit horror.

You exploit it for money,

you expose society
to your horse shit

to grab off a few bloody bucks.

- I don't understand this.
- Is this a very

good game, grandma?

- I think it's a funny game.

I don't understand this.
- Are you comfortable grandma?

Are you feeling okay grandma?

- I wonder when
your mom's coming.

Now, come on.

This game's over,
come on, untie me.

- I don't think I'm
obligated to answer questions

directed to me in an obscene
and discourteous fashion.

- You're obscene
and discourteous.

You peddle your junk on us
whether we want it or not.

And you needn't buy my books

nor attend my movies.

In a free society,
that is your choice.

You have the freedom
of the marketplace.

- Are you then
admitting, Mr. Lessey,

that you write only
for the marketplace?

- I think that my
market represents

a viable sociological
cross section.

- Which you pander to with

no sense of social
responsibility.

- That's not true.

A significant section
of our community

recognizes my work
as an honest comment

on our life and times.

The sick and degenerate.

Stop, stop!

No, no!

Let me out, let me out!

No, no!

Let me out, no!

- Lessey, you sell sickness.

And by selling sickness,
you propagate it.

You don't comment on blight.

You are blight!

- Please, please, Mr. Lessey
is a respected artist.

- Hold it.

Hold it.

Now I just want
to say one thing.

I try to represent what I
see around me in metaphor.

I have chosen horror as
my particular vocabulary.

That is my freedom of
choice as an artist.

- And it's our choice
not to have your trash

pollute us, Mr. Lessey.

Keep your sickness.

We don't want it anymore.

- What's so funny, what
are you laughing at?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I didn't mean that.

I'm sorry, I lost my head.

I didn't know what I was doing.

In two years, when
those sons of bitches

get out of that ivory tower,

I wonder if they'll
do as well as I have.

- No, I don't
imagine any of them

will be quite as
successful as you, Steven.

- Aren't you coming
to the studio with me?

- I've seen enough
humiliation today.

I'll take a cab home.

What time will you be finished?

- I don't know.

- Well don't forget
Nadya's party tonight.

You promised her months
ago you'd be there.

- Look, I'm gonna have
to meet you there.

- What do you mean
meet me there?

- I don't know what time I'll
be finished at the studio.

I'll meet you at
the party, alright?

Brother.

- "Mr. Vampire"
scene 82, take 15.

Action.

Come on, Darlene.

A little faster.

She can't move that
fast, you know.

Not when she's got a costume on.

It's taking too long, Darlene.

A little faster.

Come on, come on, Darlene!

Get the box.

- The box in there?

Take out the box.

Open the box.

Open the box.

The line, Darlene.

The line!

The line!

- Shit!
- Cut.

- This is a Lessey
crock of shit, Burt.

Steven, you've just got to
come up with some better stuff.

You can't expect me to
fuck around in that costume

all through the movie.

- Perhaps I can
arrange to have you

fuck around bare-ass
just like in real life.

- I've had enough of this smart
ass genius of yours, Burt.

- Hey, I think this
stuff looks good.

- I'm walking out.

If you want me back on the set,

Then you get this motherfucker
to write me some lines.

Do you understand?

I want lines.

Call my agent.

And you, you've got
some fucking nerve

calling yourself a director.

- Darlene.

- Boy, I'm getting
tired of that bitch.

Well, just ignore her, kiddo.

- She's the star.

- You're the star, Stevie.

Now this picture's gonna be
over in a couple of weeks,

and it's gonna make millions

because your name's
on it, not hers.

- Don't hype me, Burt.

- No I'm serious,
you're hot stuff, man.

I mean, your books
don't stop selling.

This one's the same
as the last one.

It's the next one
I'm worried about.

- It's coming.

- It's been coming
for two months.

I'm up to my ass in this, kiddo.

I need pages, pages!

I need 10, 15 pages of
dynamite horrible stuff.

- Look, Burt.

I'm trying something a
little different on this one.

I need a little more
time, that's all.

- Different, how many times
do we have to discuss this?

I told you, leave the different
stuff to the Europeans.

They're good at it.

You got a million
dollar formula, use it.

- We talked about this,
Burt, when we started, right?

We decided, we get a
couple under our belt

to get established,
and then we can

try other things gradually.

- Now is not
gradually, god damn it.

You got the goose that
lays the golden egg,

and don't hatchet it for
some artsy fartsy bullshit

that's not gonna make a nickel.

Besides, we don't
have the time, kiddo.

I sold you hard
on this, you SOB.

Now they want a
Steven Lessey story.

The money's right
there, waiting.

This is no time to
change styles on me.

Now we got a deal.

You, me, and the
guys that count.

How many times do we
have to go over this?

I've got her head.

- Okay hon, you're
gonna be okay.

That's a girl, that's a girl.

Dr. Link's on his way,
he's coming right in.

- Take a deep breath, deep one.

- Where's my husband?

- He's right here,
he's right here.

- It's okay, I'm here.
- Ron?

- Good.
- It's okay.

- Mr. Turner, please.

Stand over there.
- Yeah.

- This way, Mr. Turner.

- Ron!
- I'm here.

I'm here, honey, it's okay.

I'm here.
- It's a beautiful day.

- It's a beautiful day.
- I'm alright, it's okay.

- Just relax.
- You look so funny in that.

- Didn't you know
I'm a doctor, too?

- Okay Burt.
- Now I'm serious, Steve-O.

Now look, I don't
want anything sopping.

It's gotta be top.

And when this is over,

I don't care if you
write a musical.

You know I'm always
available to you, Stevie.

Call me the day after tomorrow.

That's okay.

- That's good.

There he is, Emily!

Here's Dr. Link.

- Hi Emily, it's Dr. Link.

- Doctor, she's fine.
- How is she?

- I didn't think you
were ever gonna get here!

- Just relax my dear, relax.

- That's a girl, that's a girl.

- What's wrong?

Doctor?

- Dad.

- David, you can
see I'm working.

- Daddy, I can't sleep.

I need a drink of water.

- Why are you asking me?

Ask your mother.

- Mommy's not home.

- I'm sorry, you're gonna
have to get it for yourself.

I'm just too busy.

- Get the husband out.

I'm gonna have to go in.

- Get the husband out.
- What's happening?

Get the
husband out of here.

Get him out of here.
- What's happening?

Emily!

Emily!

What's wrong, is she alright?

- Get it out, get it out.

- What's wrong?

Doctor!

Doctor!

- Mommy, mommy!

Mommy, get up, get up, mommy!

Mommy!

Mommy!

Daddy, daddy, come quickly!

It's mommy, she's sick!

Come daddy, come!

Mommy, I'll get
Sharon, just wait.

Sharon, Sharon, come quickly!

Mommy's sick!

Come on, quick!

Come, come!

Mommy, get up.
- Get up!

Daddy, daddy!
- Daddy!

- Okay okay okay
kids, I'll help mommy.

I'll help mommy,
come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

- You were supposed
to meet me at Nadya's!

- I'm sorry, I forgot.

- You forgot!

You always forget!

You bastard!

- Now is not the time.
- You bastard!

- Now is not the time.
- I have had it with you!

I am fed up!

You have stood me up
for the last time!

I will not be
humiliated anymore!

- Mommy, mommy fell, mommy!

- Okay, okay, okay,
okay, okay, okay.

I got her, okay, come on.

- Put me down!

Put me down!

You will not
humiliate me anymore!

Mommy!

- Put me down!

You will not humiliate me!

- Some display.

That was just some fine display.

I don't want to hear a
bloody word out of you.

This is all I need.

I expect that kind of shit

from the douche bags
I put into my movies.

And you had to do it in
front of the kids, right?

I got the kids to see it!

I got Burt on my ass, I
got my mother on my ass.

I've tried to keep
this place together.

I don't believe what's going on.

You are driving me,
you're driving me crazy,

and I don't need it.

You see, I don't need it.

And I don't need you!

Damn motherfucking bitch!

Alright the show's over.

Come on now, stop that
crying, young lady.

That's it, right into your room.

Mommy's alright, just
go on to bed, come on.

Up, David, now, now.

That's it, come on, come on.

David!

Don't you dare.

Now into your room right now.

You heard me.

Make it snappy.

What did I tell you?

She's a bitch.

That's all there is
to it, she's a bitch.

My God, Emily!

- Case number five.

The postmortem gave
the same results.

It is as if suicide has
been committed in the womb.

It seems that the fetus

in all five cases had
consciously decided to die.

Rather than be born and take
their mothers with them.

- Elizabeth.

Elizabeth, look at me.

Look at me.

We're going to make this work.

We're gonna make this work.

- There's nothing left, Steven.

- There is, there is.

Don't you see, there is.

Listen, there is.

Damn it.

Damn it!

- What do you want, Steven?

- May this mingling of
the body and the blood

bring eternal life to
all who receive it.

With faith in your
love and mercy,

I eat your body and
drink your blood.

And then he took up
the cup and said,

"Drink this wine.

"This is my blood.

Do this in the
commemoration of me."

- Daddy.

Dad.

Daddy.

Dad, could you please
help me with my homework?

Philip,
just a minute, please.

- Dad, all I want you to do
is show me how to do this.

- Damn it, Philip.

Can't you see that I'm working?

Would you please leave me alone?

- That's my bike.

- It is not!

- Get off, get off!
- No, no, leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

Get off.

- Leave me alone.

Leave me alone!
- Stop it.

This is my bike, and I
want to play with it.

I am trying to work!

- Motherfucker.

- By the time that the
nuns have finished,

there are these
huge holes appearing

in the priest's body, and
his organs are being exposed.

- I love it, I love it!

So what happens next?

- Get me another ginger
ale and I'll tell you.

- Putz.

♪ I've been down but I've
been feeling alright

♪ Just throw me away
from these blues

♪ I'm getting high as the sun

♪ I'll be dancing,
having some fun

♪ I've been living
so all alone

- Steven, hi.
- How are you?

It's nice to see
a familiar face.

- Yeah, same here.

Where's Elizabeth?
- I don't know.

I'm looking for her.

- I'll see you later.
- Okay, bye bye.

- Steven, you know Darlene
Winters, of course.

- Hello, Steven darling.
- Darlene.

I understand that they finally

got you back on set, sweetheart.

- Yes, and I
understand that great

pour of genius of
yours is drying up.

- Something that you should know

a great deal about?

- Here ya are Steven.
- Thank you.

- So, what happens next?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

You mean nothing yet.

- No nothing at
all, Burt, you see,

because it's junk.

It's just pure bullshit.

- You haven't
written anything yet.

- I have written it
and I have burned it.

And I've re-written it,
and I have burned it.

- What?!

I don't know what's
with you, Stevie.

Now it may be bullshit to you,

but it's dollars to me, kiddo.

Sure, you're riding high now.

I don't know what it is,

but the unwatched
billions seem to think

that sun shines out of your ass.

But it won't last long.

Take it from me.

If you think we
got enough to last

us through to the deep six,

then you're a bigger shmuck
than I thought you were.

- I am not writing
crap anymore, Burt.

- What else is there?

- There's horror.

Real horror, not the
grade B blood and guts.

I'm talking about
the ultimate terror.

That's what I'm reaching
for, don't you see?

No more shlock, Burt.

From now on, we are building.

I'll see you later.

- Hold it.

I gave you money to produce,

and you come up with shit?

The alternate side of
the coin is a lawsuit.

That means the cars, the house,

God damn silk
shirts on our backs.

And take it from me,
kiddo, you'll go first.

Don't jerk me off.

Everything you've got
is on the line here.

- I've got to find Elizabeth.

- I need pages, Lessey, pages.

- Great.
- Good shit?

- Great, great, great.

- Can I call you tomorrow?

- No Peter, I told you
don't be calling me.

You can't call me at home.

- Hey hey not with the joint.

Sorry.

One look baby.

One look baby, smiles at--

- Great, here.
- Who's that?

That's my old man.

- Yeah?

- Yep-

- So that's Steven Lessey.

Mr. Lessey, I know
all your books.

I can't say I like them, but
they're highly inventive.

And after all, isn't that what
this business is all about?

Being inventive.

- Elizabeth, please.

I would like to get going now.

- I'm dreaming...
- Elizabeth, it's time to go.

- Hey, you sure you
wouldn't like some of this?

- ...of a white Christmas.

- I mean, it might
jerk off your brain.

I mean, you might write
some mean shit, man.

- You could write some
mean shit, Steven.

No, he could, he's really good.

- Elizabeth, please.

- It's time to go.
- Party's over.

- Goodbye party
- Bye bye bye bye.

I'm coming.

I'm coming, I'm coming.
- I saw that movie

of yours, man.
- Oopsy daisy.

- Where those guys
hang those brats.

I mean, how do you
write that stuff, man?

- Where are we going?

- Home, I've got
to work tomorrow.

- Steven, why are we going?

It's still early.
- It's 1:30.

Who's babysitting?

- I was out all day.

That was your responsibility.

- You mean you
haven't been home?

- No.

- Well who is sitting
with the children?

- I don't know, that
was your responsibility.

- Where's the telephone?

- Steven, are those
kids home alone?

I told you when I
left this morning.

Didn't you see the
note I left you?

- I was working, God damn it.

You can't expect me to
think of everything.

- You don't even have
time to take care

of your own children.

- Philip, hello.

Yes, it's daddy.

Yes, yes, no I know, I know.

Listen, did you kids
get anything to eat?

Alright, I'm gonna
phone grandma.

She's gonna come
over in a few minutes

and fix you something, alright?

Yes no, yeah, we're
having a good time,

but you kids don't--
- Are they alright?

- Okay, now you're
sure everybody's fine?

Okay fella, bye bye.

What kind of a mother are you?

- Same kind of a mother
as you are a father.

What am I
gonna tell my mother?

- Whimper a lot,
she'll understand.

When you're ready to go, I'll
be where you found me before.

- How much of this
stuff are you into?

- What stuff?

- Coke, drugs, whatever.

- As much as whatever
as I can buy.

Why, does it bother you?

- Bother.

You come home smashed.

God knows with
who, where, or why.

You pass out in front
of the children.

Sure, it bothers me.

- Tell me Dr. Lessey,

do you suppose that perhaps

your wife's drug addiction

could be symptomatic of
a psychological malaise?

A discontentment, perhaps.

- You're stoned
out of your mind.

- Or could it be that her
prick husband abandoned her,

fucked her over years ago,

just to get it on with a sick
little typewriter's keyboard.

Could that be the silly
little bitch's problem?

- That's alright, Elizabeth.

Just change the focus
of this conversation

from you to me.

- No!

It's all over, Steven.

- We're gonna see a doctor.

It's not over.

- A doctor?

Right, right, we'll
see a doctor, Stevie.

Right, you call the doctor,
and you pay the bill,

and guess what.

Everything's gonna be just fine.

Just fine, God.

What doctor is gonna
help you write again?

- Hi.
- Hi daddy, where's mom?

- Where's mommy?

- Mommy's not feeling well.

She's in the car.
- Where's mommy?

Where's mommy?
- Where's mom?

- In the house, in the house.
- Where is she?

- In the house, in the house.
- Where is she?

- She's okay, she's
just not feeling well.

- Is mommy okay?
- Where's mommy?

- She's fine, she's fine.
- Is she alright?

They just wouldn't go to
sleep before you got home.

- She's fine, had a
little too much to drink.

- Are you sure she's okay?

- She's great, she's just tired.

She's had a rough day, alright?

- Goodnight, dad.
- Goodnight.

- Goodnight, dad.
- Goodnight.

Say
goodnight to mommy.

I sure will.

Do you want some coffee?

- I thought I told
you to leave me alone.

I want to see my children.

- If you think--

- Stop lecturing me!

Leave me alone!

♪ You came at me

♪ Like a shot in the dark

♪ Hit and run

♪ You left your mark

♪ You came crawling back

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

- I was head of research
when we discovered

how to make sounds that
create physical change.

Through it, I discovered
how to harness sound

as a physical weapon.

- We don't do "Mack the Knife."

- The government planned to
use low frequency sound waves

in crowd control situations.

You see, at the right frequency,

your sphincter muscle relaxes

and your feces are
automatically evacuated.

- You shit yourself?

- Exactly.

- Anywhere you wanna go, buddy!

- Hey, this is looking good.

Come on in!

Let's go!

- I have taken the
liberty of arranging

a demonstration,
if you don't mind.

- Would you be so kind
as to play your song,

"Revenge" using my
amplification system?

- Sure.

- While my assistant Linstrom
makes the proper connections,

please let us prepare ourselves.

Please put these on.

- How can we play
with this shit?

- They have been
designed to filter out

only the most dangerous
low frequencies.

Good, bring the line.

♪ She'll be coming around
the mountain when she comes

♪ Yee-Haw

♪ She'll be coming
around the mountain

♪ She'll be coming
around the mountain

♪ She'll be riding six white
horses when she comes

- Take 'em on a scrap,
open another one.

♪ She'll be riding six white
horses when she comes

Start.

♪ You came at me

♪ Like a shot in the dark

♪ Hit and run

♪ You left your mark

♪ You came crawling back

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

♪ And I ain't easy

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

♪ Revenge tastes sweet

♪ Get down on your knees

♪ Prepare, so complete

♪ You became

♪ My sexual obsession

♪ I acted like a martyr

♪ You took me
halfway to heaven

♪ You came crawling back

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

♪ What's in your bag

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

♪ Revenge tastes sweet

♪ Get down on your knees

♪ Revenge, so complete

♪ Revenge

♪ You came at me

♪ Like a shot in the dark

♪ Hit and run

♪ You left your mark

♪ You came crawling back

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

♪ Defiance in your eyes

♪ I ain't gonna make it easy

♪ Revenge tastes sweet

♪ Get down on your knees

♪ Revenge, so complete

♪ Revenge

♪ Revenge tastes sweet

♪ Get down on your knees

♪ Revenge so complete

♪ Revenge

♪ Revenge

♪ Revenge

♪ Revenge

- I love it.

I love it!

- I thought you might.

- No listen, it's great.

I can see it now.

Chicago, Detroit, LA.

Imagine, a punk concert
in the Coliseum.

The people shitting
themselves, shaking, dying.

Fucking amazing.

- Fucking amazing.

- Look, Steve.

Why don't you give
me some thoughts,

and I can talk it up
to the money guys.

- Dad.

Is this your movie?

- I know, I can give you a check

for some development funds,

and you can give me
some more ammunition.

- Which one?

- This one here.

The one on at 4:30,
"The Executioner."

- Hello?

Peter, I told you
not to call me here.

- I could wrap up this deal

if I could give him that outline

with a couple of good ideas.

- That's the one, but
I don't know as if

you should watch this, David.

- Aw Dad, it's only on
at 4:30, it must be okay.

- Look Stevie, maybe
we should go somewhere

where we can talk?

- David, you go and ask
your mother, alright?

- No I'll be there, I promise.

Aw, dad.

- I got an idea.

I have to go to the studio.

Why don't we drive
up there together?

- Dad, may I watch it?

Ask your mother.

- Hey Steve, I didn't
know you had copies

of all your pictures.

- I keep them for posterity.

Reminds me of how
much shit I've shot.

- Let's put a coat
on and get going.

Darlene's probably
waiting on the set.

I know what you think
of her personally,

but you gotta
admit, she's great.

Hey Stevie.

Here's your check.

When are you gonna be able

to give me a little
follow-up on that punk shit?

- Down, bring it down.

Slower.

Cut.

Good job.
- Okay guys.

- Burt, Steven.

- Darlene, darling, how are you?

You look terrific, bubby.

- I'm glad you're here.

I'm having problems.

Really?

- Look, what's bugging you?

You tell me what's bothering
you, who's responsible?

- The script, it doesn't work.

- That's because
you're too stupid

to memorize your lines.

- Hey, hey now.

Let's not start that again.

I'm tired of you two
bitching at each other

every time you meet.

- Look.
- Got it!

- Bring the dummy in.

And bring the head in.

Careful, careful.

This doesn't look like him.

Well let's take it anyway, here.

Dress the dummy.

Is the pump working?

Yeah.

- Darlene, are you there?

- Yes, I'm here.

- Okay, let's go, let's go.

Bring the script.

- Are you crazy?

This is fucking ridiculous.

It weighs a ton.

- Well we don't have much time.

We're late already.

- She wouldn't carry
something like this.

- Come on, quiet on the set.

Let's take it.

Okay go up, take this up.

- Are we ready?
- Okay, let's roll.

- This thing is
too God damn heavy.

- Hey man, relax, you know.

- She's the lowest
and you know it.

- Sure sure, what
does that make you?

- Get that little wooden box.

We'll need it over here.

Come on let's go, let's go.

Is the dummy in there yet?

- Yeah it's all set.
- Come on!

- Okay silence on set, silence!

- Let's take it.
- Silence, guys.

- Speed.

30374 take one.

Action.

- Shit!

What the hell?

- Cut, cut, what's wrong?

- Shit.
- Darling.

- This line's wrong,
that's what's wrong.

- Shit.

- Look, why can't I
say it in English?

What does it mean?

Look, I don't know what to say.

I can't feel it!

- Feel what?

We're spending millions
here trying to produce shit,

and she's talking about feeling.

- If he talks like
that one more time,

I am walking off this set.

I am an artist!

I do not have to put
up with this shit.

- An artist?

You can't even spell a word!

- You son of a bitch.

This is insane.

But by then,

it was already too late
to save the victims

who were overcome by smoke.
- Can't feel it.

I can believe that.

This just in.

A tragic accident in
Downtown Toronto an hour ago.

A pre-teenage killing.

Police are on the
scene at the moment

of what many have already termed

the most shocking
tragedy of the year.

Two children aged nine and seven

hanged their five year
old sister while playing.

Both parents were
out at the time.

- That's right, just go
for the sensationalism.

As we receive them.

In the meantime--

♪ I've been living
so all alone

- And now we take you to
our on the stop news team.

Here's Paul Henry to report

from the scene of the accident.

- Well John, the two sons
of famous screenwriter

Steven Lessey were watching
television tonight.

They were seeing one
of the father's movies,

the famous "Executioners."

The film depicting a series
of hangings by children

apparently prompted his
two sons to mimic the scene

using their seven year
old sister as the victim.

While the tragedy
occurred only an hour ago,

it has already caused
various social groups

to react against
violence on our screens.

- There he is.
- There's his car.

- Alright.

This is a shocking
incident, Mr. Lessey.

Does your wife know
about this yet?

- Where were you at the
time of the accident?

- When did you first hear

about the accident?
- Mr. Lessey, please.

Do you attribute Sharon's death

to the final sequence--
- Mr. Lessey, wait!

- What, what?

Dr. Masters.

- There's been a
terrible accident.

But they were only playing.

No don't.
- Sharon.

- They were only playing.

Apparently the boys tied
this around her neck,

like in your movie.

She slipped, and they weren't
able to get it untied in time.

It's a terrible,
terrible tragedy.

It's nobody's fault.

Come on.

- No, wait, wait.

Where are you taking her?

Where is Elizabeth?

Wait wait, where are you going?

Where is Elizabeth?

- Damn you, Steven!

Damn you!

You killed her!

You killed her!
- Where's David and Philip?

- They're upstairs, in the
living room with your mother.

There's a police
inspector with them.

- Don't you touch them!

Don't you touch them!

Leave them alone!

Leave them alone!

Leave them alone!

Leave them alone!
- Where were you?

Where were you?
- Leave him,

leave him alone, you bastard!

You bastard!

Damn you Steven!

Damn you Steven!

Damn you!

No.

- Mr. Lessey, it's a
terrible loss, sir.

I'm very sorry.

There will be an
inquiry, of course.

A procedure then a complete
report will be made.

I need you to
accompany the children

down to the station right away.

- Don't be afraid.

I'm not angry with you.

I just wanted to
know what happened.

Where was mommy?

Why didn't you call her?

Was mommy alone?

Or was she with someone?

Boys.
- Steven, don't you dare.

- David, David, she was
with someone, wasn't she?

Wasn't she with someone?

Well tell them what kind of
a mommy she was, tell them.

Philip.

Why this, Philip?

What have I ever
done to you, bastard?

- Steven, no!

- Why did you do this to me?

Why?

Why?

- Steven, stop it!

- Why, why, Why?

- I hate you, daddy, I hate you!

- That'll be enough
for tonight, ma'am.

- The children will be
staying with me, Inspector.

Mr. and Mrs. Lessey
feel it's best for them

for the time being.

- We'll contact you when
we need the children again.

- Thank you.

- I like Toronto.

It's clean, you know.

Too clean.

Still, it's just
about the only city

you can walk around
at 2:00 in the morning

and not get mugged.

They don't make good
pictures, though.

I don't understand why you
don't move to LA, Steve.

Just tell me when,
there's no problem.

You know, the only
thing that's gonna take

your mind off this is work.

Why don't you let me send you
down to my place in Florida?

Take a couple of weeks
off, relax, take it easy.

You had breakfast yet?

- No.

- Is the plane ready?

We'll have lunch in Montreal.

Burt, hello!

- Hello, gorgeous.

This is my friend Steven.

I want you to take
very good care of him.

- Okay.

- Fasten your seatbelts, guys.

We're in for a bumpy flight.

Hey, isn't that what
Benny Davis says in,

what's the name of that film?

- "All About Eve."

- Yeah, what was it she said?

- I think she said, "It's
gonna be a bumpy night."

- Bumpy night.

I could've swore she
said bumpy flight.

Well, there's no plane
sequence in that film.

Why would she say that?

Steven, you haven't
touched your food.

Here come the girls.

Ladies.

- Whatever.

Here we are.

Now, this is Steven
Lessey, ladies.

Famous screenwriter.

Treat him good, he might
put you in a movie.

There's one thing about
these French broads.

They don't bleed you to
death to fuck 'em, you know?

I mean, if you're gonna get
it, you know right away.

If they hate your guts,
you know that too.

English broads, you don't even
know if you're gonna get it,

and by the time they drain
you for a couple hundred,

you've lost interest anyway.

WASPs are the worst.

I just told 'em I'm Jewish.

Okay Steve, let's
cut the bullshit,

get down to business.

Now you had a tough time,
really tough, and I'm sorry.

I mean, I really am.

But that script was supposed
to be ready weeks ago.

The money's gotta be spent
before the end of the year

or the project's off.

That money's only there
because of your name.

I'm committed myself.

It's my God damn money
and I need that script.

Now here's what's gonna happen.

We're gonna go back to Toronto.

My car, will take
you to your house.

You'll pack, and
get back to the jet.

Then my guys will
take you to Florida,

or LA, or wherever the
hell you have to go,

and get back to writing.

- Shall I come in and
help you pack, sir?

- No, you wait here.

Now I need that script,

and I want it in two weeks.

- I'm not going.

- Sir?

- Tell Mr. Horowitz
I'm not going.

- But sir, Mr. Horowitz
instructed me to be sure that you--

- Damn Mr. Horowitz.

What the fuck do
you think you're doing?

The driver just called
me on the car phone.

Is this some sort of
game you want to play?

I'll sue you 'til
you're on your knees

fucking begging, Steve-O.

We're not playing games here.

We're not playing games.

You hear me?

Steven, Steven, are you there?

Hello?

Hello?

God damn it, Steven, you're
there, I know you're there.

Now you listen to me,

that car is still
waiting outside.

You get in that car and deliver,

or so help me God, I'll put--

- I walk the wet
boulevard alone.

An open invitation to anyone.

I bit my lips to
keep back the tears.

What would they think?

I cared not, I dared not.

All I had were the
tortured memories

of a love I had once known.

I could still feel his burning
kisses on my virgin lips.

When you look at me, it's
like any grade B movie.

I whisper, "Hello Johnny."

- What was your name again?

- Honey, and yours?

Suckle, Honey, Suckle.

You know, I have written
a dozen scripts like this,

and I still don't know
how to pick you girls up.

- When you look at me,

it's like any grade B movie.

I whisper, "Hello Johnny."

- You just come
with me, big boy.

You just come and suck
a little Honey?

- Now listen, I don't
mean to offend you Honey,

but I think I kind of
prefer your friend here.

The two of you?

- The both of you?

Only you.

- Greedy bastard.
- Jesus Christ.

- No no, I mean it.

Why don't we have a party?

I'll tell you what.

You get some of your friends.

I'll tell you what, you get
some of your friends here,

and we will have
ourselves a party.

Come on.

- Let's go.
- Come on, let's go.

- Let's go, girls.

Party time, come on.

- Okay I'll help you.

Here we go, everybody.

Now it's not much, but I
just like to call it home,

you know what I mean?

Come on.

- Looks like my place.

- Come on.

Come on, let's go.
- Almost there.

- Wait up, I'll get it.

There you go, everybody,
yeah, that's it.

That's it.

Are you sure that
we're not related?

That's it.

- Okay girls, girls,
here, follow me.

Follow me.

Here we go.

Because you see,
it is party time.

Party!

- Whoa, come on, that's it.

Right over here.

Whoa, whoa.

Drinks are in the corner.

Drink are in the corner.

That's it.

Music, music, we
need some music.

And what have I got?

Who are you?

What do I got for you.

I know what you want.

- What?

Here you go, come on.

Come on.

Sit right there.

Movies!

Movies, it's movie!

Because you see this is what

made it all happen!

I love that music.

Rock it,

It goes right on there.

There you go.

Here we go.

Lights on, and there.

Lights, lights, we
need the lights.

Don't worry, things
are gonna get better.

Okay, okay.

Make room for daddy.

Make room for daddy.

I think you're gonna like this.

- Let's get into
some of this coke.

- I thought you
had the munchies.

- Hey, what's happening?

- Holy shit, look at that.

Wow!

- Holy shit, fantastic!
- Yeah, wow.

- Wait a sec, you
gotta watch this.

It's so bad, it's good.

- Hold it back!
- Hold it!

- Give us this.

- Alright let's go, come on.

- Give me some more!

- Steven Lessey,
you are a genius.

- No no, watch this.

This is really, no, really.

No, come on, really, really.

- Come on, honey.

Drink it up.

- That's right.
- Good boy.

- Come on, come on.

- One good gram.

- Right up there, get it up.

- Let's just get you a
little comfortable, ok?

- Watch for the bottle.

- Come on.

- Daddy!

- You need some more, come on.

Just a little more, come on.

Come on, just suck it up.
- More, come on, do it.

Do it, do it.
- Come on.

- Daddy!

- Here, put this
around your neck.

- Sharon, no!

- What you do is
push it, push it.

- What's the matter?

What's the matter?

- Daddy!

- Sharon!

Sharon!

Sharon!

- Let's go.

- Daddy!

Untie me, untie me.

Untie me.

Daddy!

Daddy!

- Fabulous.

- Stop it.

- No!

- Daddy, I can't sleep.

- No!

Get the fuck--

- Daddy, daddy!

Daddy!

- What the hell?

- You fucker!

- Son of a bitch!

- Come on, let's get
the hell out of here.

- How do you like that, fucker?

- Well thanks for
the party, sucker.

Daddy.

Daddy.

- Steven!

Steven!

- Steven.
- Elizabeth?

Steven.

Steven.
- Elizabeth?

- Burt Horowitz please,
it's Steven Lessey.

I see, would you have
him call me back?

And miss,

tell him that I've found
it, that I've got it.

Yes, and tell him that
he'll love this one.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Keep your sickness.

We don't want it.

- Don't leave!

- I hate you daddy, I hate you!

- Get it!

- It's too tight.

- Get it.

- I'm trying to, I'm trying.

- If I had a gun,

I'd sneak around in
the middle of the night

and shoot us all.

♪ We're not here to compromise

♪ We're only here to realize

♪ A life that's made
from everlasting love

♪ And so it seems we improvise

♪ A life that's
really synthesized

♪ From dreams we're all
receiving from above

♪ And so we come to sympathize

♪ To learn the truth
and harmonize

♪ With everything
around us that we see

♪ And some will live
and learn to cry

♪ While others laugh
and learn to die

♪ But sadness comes to
only those who feel

♪ And what about the angels

♪ Who were sent to
save our souls

♪ Where are they when
life is so confused

♪ And what about the promises
of making life so good

♪ Could it be they're
already used

♪ And so our lives
are justified

♪ And all our
questions satisfied

♪ Still we seek the
truth to make us free

♪ And when at last
we're purified

♪ And every spirit unified

♪ God will come to
tell us what we'll be

♪ Most of all, the
love will come

♪ When we all understand

♪ That life is just a
game that makes us real

♪ Those who give
will surely live

♪ And someday understand

♪ Gladness comes to
only those who feel

♪ And we're not
here to qualify

♪ We're only here to simplify

♪ A life that gives
us everlasting love

♪ And now that we've
been moralized

♪ And all the symbols analyzed

♪ God must come to
tell us what shall be