Get Shorty (2017–…): Season 2, Episode 6 - Unlimited (Limited) - full transcript
Miles, facing a rift with Louis, moves forward on "Wylderness" with April's help. Rick deals with PTSD while Yago gets a promotion.
- Previously on "Get Shorty"...
- Did you show them the books?
- Yeah.
- There it is!
Money laundering, you...
What if we tell L.A.
that we can clean $30
million of their money?
You risk nothing, and
you make money off them.
I'm making another movie.
It needs to be
privately financed.
How close are you with L.A.?
-You want me to
make an introduction?
-We require an additional 5%.
- This a joke?
- It is not.
-So, these investors, they're...
They're friends of Amara's?
-Associates.
-Like her but just...
on a bigger level?
-I wanted to update
you on "Wylderness".
-Yeah, I'm past that.
- Shit. What were you burning?
- Old photos.
-It's pretty.
-It's a witch's mirror.
-Oh. Does that make you a witch?
-Looks like Deborah
Schaffer's kids.
-Deborah Schaffer the actress?
-Yeah.
-This is the divorce papers?
-There's a part about
custody on page two.
-You gonna take
her away from me.
-When we first saw
Rick, he was frightened.
I told him we would
use all our resources
to make sure he
wouldn't get hurt.
-I'm going to make a
deal, so if I were you,
I'd make sure he's still
breathing when the feds come.
-[ Gasping ]
Hello?
[ Groans ]
Hello?!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Gasps ]
Hmm.
[ Retches ]
[ Sirens wail, dog
barks in distance ]
[ Engine revs ]
Hey, hey, hey, help me. Help me.
Hey. Hey! Hey!
I need help!
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[ Siren wails ]
[ Vehicle approaches ]
♪♪
[ Police radio chatter ]
-Gonna help you, all right?
-They put the bag on
my head, and then...
Then wrapped duct
tape around my neck.
Pills alone would
have killed me,
even without the bag.
-You said they made
a hole in the bag?
-Yeah. I don't know
how long they waited.
Got light-headed,
and... I passed out.
-You're okay now.
How's the shoulder?
-It's starting to hurt again.
- Another click?
- Mm, two.
Give it a minute.
The pain will subside.
-[ Sighing ] Yeah.
Is that pudding?
What flavor is that?
-Uh... ooh, butterscotch.
That's a good one.
- Oh, yeah.
I think my blood sugar's low.
Could you do that for me?
- Oh.
-So, what's going to happen now?
You're going to arrest
everyone, or just Miles and Louis?
I mean, they must have told
Amara by now, right, hmm?
The jig's up.
It's all over.
-We were discussing that.
-[ Muffled ] I'm
gonna miss Amara.
Is that crazy?
Just... we been through a lot.
Even the creepy guys
that she works with, hmm.
-We can't arrest anyone yet.
Good news is, opportunities
have arisen in the case.
- Very exciting.
- Wait.
I-I-I'm talking Miles and Louis.
They know about
the investigation.
They know everything.
-They won't share
that information.
-They know to keep
it to themselves.
-Well...
Did you make a deal with them?
They tried to kill me.
You made a fucking deal?
-We all agree you
have been exemplary,
and we won't make you
wear a wire any longer.
-You're off the hook.
-What am I supposed to do now?
Supposed to hide out here?
I can't go back
to Amara's house.
-We prepared an alibi
for your last 12 hours,
hospital charts
explaining your injury,
discharge papers.
We'll go over all this.
And we got your car repaired.
-You can go back
to Amara's tonight.
-They... They put a
bag over my head.
-[ Clicks tongue ]
You can opt for
witness protection.
Won't be a problem
getting you approved,
but I know you
didn't want to do that.
-[ Mutters ]
- And sweetheart, I agree.
- That's not a life.
-Your best option is to
pick up where you left off
and put this investigation
out of your mind.
How does that sound?
-I...
[ Groans ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
-This a booty call?
-Yeah, what if it is?
-You know you can just text me.
-Well, this is more romantic.
-I guess.
-[ Sighs ] I got some
work stuff I got to deal with.
Then I'll come over.
-I'll put on my good underwear.
[ Door opens ]
-Come on, man.
What are you doing?
You can't even
carry those yourself.
Lou, they had a folder on us
the size of an encyclopedia,
way more than Rick told us,
but I got immunity
for the both of us
and we don't have to testify.
- What did you give them?
- Nothing.
Just, you know...[ Sighs ]
They put their own
accountants on the movie
and tracked the
money. That's it.
I had to.
The thought of
Emma getting on a bus
to come and see me
when I'm locked up.
-Oh, that's your
justification, your kid?
'Cause, you know, I
got a kid on the way.
-All the more reason.
-You have no idea how
this is going to turn out!
And meanwhile,
I'm a fucking rat.
-No. No, no.
No-Nobody was wearing
a wire or giving information.
We're just making our movie
and then staying out of their way.
You never even
had to speak to them!
-You think that anyone
is going to believe
that you made a
deal with the feds
and I didn't know about it?!
I got to work with
Amara tonight, so...
if you'll excuse me.
-So come and work on
the movie with me, Lou.
You can be associate
producer, and then when...
When the filming is
done, Amara is gone.
Imagine that! You can
do whatever you want.
-You don't even know
the movie's going.
- The movie is going!
- Well, it better,
because that is your
only leverage with the feds,
so I hope you have
fun working with Rick
after what we did to him.
[ Groans ]
- Would you let me help
with that?
- Nah, I got it.
- Come on. Don't be stupid.
- No, I don't want your help.
- Just let me help with it.
- Don't want your help.
Let go!
You know what?
Enough with your help!
You put my name on the
script, dragged me out to L.A.,
you turned
federal-fucking-witness.
- Nobody is turning...
- You made a deal with the feds!
And whatever story
you're telling yourself
to make that
okay, it's bullshit.
In my family, no matter
how bad things get,
we don't flip.
So do us a favor.
Just stay the fuck away from me.
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[ Door closes ]
-What I've been
saying all along...
It's this pain that
just won't go away.
-Hmm.
-And I thought it
was the rotator cuff.
-Hmm.
-I-I didn't want
to tell ya about it.
[ Groaning ] I don't
want you worrying.
The doctor... He
wanted an ultrasound.
-Mm-hmm.
-And then he starts telling
me about in-patient procedures.
-Oh? They saying what's wrong?
-Benign growth in the muscle.
That's what the biopsy said.
It's all here in the
discharge papers.
- Hmm.
- See that picture?
Subscapularis.
-Hmm.
-Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
- And your face?
-[ Sighs ]
I tried to get out of bed
before the anesthesia wore off.
Stupid.
- Poor Ricky.
-I think, you know...
A good night's sleep.
- Mm-hmm.
- I think I'm going to feel fine.
-Rest. Tomorrow, we start work.
- Work?
- Hmm.
"Wylderness".
Movie Miles brought
me. It's our next project.
-Okay, but you don't
need me for that.
-I do.
You know this business.
You help me, like last time.
-I thought I could
find something
for you and me to work
on, just the two of us.
-[ Sighs ] After this one.
-I'm not sure that I want
to work with Miles again.
Just so soon.
Maybe in a while.
-I like this movie.
Why you don't want to do it?
[ Soft music playing ]
-[ Cries ]
-Ricky, what's wrong?
-[ Voice breaking ]
I'm just... I'm sorry.
[ Sniffling ]
I'm overwhelmed, that's all.
I... I thought it was over.
Now... Now here I am.
I'm back in our bed.
I'm sorry, sorry.
I'm just...
- Shhhh.
-No, I'm on a lot of pain meds.
- Amara is here now.
- I know.
-I take good care of you.
-Okay. All right.
I know you will.
I know you will.
[ Sobs ]
- Oh, Ricky, oh.
-I'm all right. I'm all right.
[ Voice breaking
] I'm all right.
[ Sobs ]
I'm okay.
It's all right.
Don't worry.
- Sleep.
-I'm going to go to sleep.
-You need anything,
Emma Jean get it.
-And everything's
going to be better.
[ Sobs ]
[ Groaning ]
♪♪
- Mr. Escalones?
- Yeah.
Yeah, guy down the
hallway told me to come.
-Have a seat.
-This place is really
different than I pictured,
like really different.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
-In order to transfer
the necessary funds
into a dedicated account,
we will be filing
articles of organization
for a new corporation.
Need your signature
there and there.
- My signature?
- Mm-hmm.
-[ Sighs ] What did I just sign?
- Mr. Escalones.
- Yeah, hi.
Who are you?
- Thank you for coming in.
They'll do a better
job of explaining,
but since you were the one
who brought us this project,
my colleagues and I felt that
you should be the
one to manage it.
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Okay.
So, like, what does that mean?
-You'll make sure our
money is looked after,
that we get our full return.
Ba-Basically, you're in charge.
How does that sound?
-Good.
Yeah. Okay.
I won't let you down.
- Lovely to meet you.
- Yeah, you, too.
-You'll be listed as
the registered agent.
All tax and legal documents
will go through you.
And that box at the top...
If you would write
the corporation name.
-Okay.
What is it?
-Your company, you
choose the name of the LLC.
-Me?
Oh, shit.
[ Laughs ] Okay.
Uh... what's "LLC"?
-Limited liability corporation.
-Why has it got to be limited?
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[ Car doors close ]
- How long is this going to take?
-Hope not too long.
I got plans tonight.
You, too?
-Been a long day.
♪♪
-We handle whatever
you throw at us.
Any kind of weight, quality.
-Up front?
-Yes, ma'am.
See, we like to
create repeat business.
Make everyone happy.
That's just how we do.
-How you get it to Nevada?
-Got all kind of ways.
Let us worry
about that, all right?
-No smoke in the car.
-Aw, shit. I'm sorry.
That's why it
smells good in here.
[ Chuckles ]
My car is smoky as fuck...
Cigarettes and blunts.
This is a lady's car.
-What's that mean? "Lady's car"?
-Just... smells good.
-If I buy from you instead
of L.A., they won't be happy.
-No. No, they won't.
-You're not worried?
-The people we run with...
Next to them, L.A. ain't shit.
You feel me?
-Let me think.
I call you.
-We'll be waiting.
-Got something to say?
-I just don't think
it's a good idea.
-With them, we make more money.
-It's not worth the trouble.
-Maybe not.
-So we continue work with L.A.?
-For now.
Go.
-And then he says, "Oh,
Lulu. We make another movie.
You can be associate producer."
I know what that fucking means.
There's no "we".
It's all about Miles.
Everything is about Miles.
And what about what
I want, you know?
I'm sorry.
- [ Chuckles ] It's cool.
-It...
-I love talking about your
business partner after sex.
-[ Laughs ]
Anyway, that's why
I got to move out.
You know, I'm going
to find my own place
and just figure out what's next.
-It's getting late. You
might as well sleep over.
- Ooh.
- [ Chuckles ]
-Hmm.
-Do you think my truck is
safe parked on the street?
-Like always.
-Yeah, but I got
all my stuff in it.
Maybe I should... bring it in.
-Wait.
You already moved out?
You're not moving in with me?!
-No. No. I'll get
a place tomorrow.
-Taking it slow
is not moving in.
-Believe me, I
understand that. I'm not...
-Bad enough that I'm pregnant,
and now we're fucking married.
-We're on the same page!
♪♪
-Move your truck
to indoor parking
and bring up one suitcase.
-Thank you.
♪♪
Oh, I got some stuff in boxes.
They're pretty valuable.
-One suitcase.
One box.
Okay? That's it.
♪♪
[ Cellphone rings ]
-Yeah?
-Hi. It's Miles.
We met a few weeks ago.
I crashed my car,
you set a fire in a toilet.
Quite a fun weekend.
-You found me.
-It's pretty easy, once I
figured out who you were.
-Right, 'cause I didn't
leave you my number.
-So that, um, crystal ceremony
that you did with the chakras
and the breathing and whatnot.
Not the kind of thing
I usually sign up for,
but, um... it affected me.
♪♪
Still there?
- Yep.
-I had kind of a breakthrough
or clarity or whatever you call it,
and I just... I thought
that you should know that,
so I looked you up,
and I figured maybe
we should meet up again.
♪♪
Your turn.
-You looked me up, so
you know I have a husband?
-Yes, and you're a
costume designer.
I love costumes.
Very underrated part of
the film-production business.
-[ Chuckles ] What I'm saying is
is a friendship with you doesn't
really fit in my life right now.
-Yeah.
-But, um, if things
were different...
-I get it. Who has
time for friendships?
♪♪
So, um... Since
we're both so busy,
I guess there's no real
need for us to ever talk again.
-Nope. I can't think of one.
-Then why aren't you hanging up?
-[ Chuckles ] Because
I didn't want to be rude.
-Consider it.
-Okay.
Um...
Take care.
-You, too.
-Hey. Hi.
-Hi.
-I didn't realize
how late it was.
-I let you sleep in.
-[ Mumbles ]
-Ooh. You take it easy today.
Work from home.
For the pain.
- Oh, thanks.
-I should probably
just call Gladys,
let her know I'm not coming in.
-Mm-hmm. [ Gasps ]
[ Chuckles ]
-Wow.
That's really something.
-Our first movie together,
and now we do another one.
-Right. Right. Yeah.
- Where do you want it?
- I show you.
♪♪
[ Doorbell rings ]
♪♪
-Sorry I'm late.
You got something?
[ Indistinct conversation ]
♪♪
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- What's wrong?
- [ Stammers ] I'm okay.
I think I'm... I'm going to
head into the office after all.
-But your shoulder?
-A couple of Ibuprofen
and this is going to be okay.
Just... yeah.
Maybe I'll, uh,
take a sponge bath,
and then I'll head out.
[ Footsteps depart ]
- Huh.
-Come on in.
-Laurence, this is Miles.
- Pleasure.
- No, pleasure's mine.
-You know, I
tried for five years
to get this project financed.
April tells me you
did it in two days.
- Ah, well. Book sells itself.
- Does it, though?
Well, if you say so,
then I guess it does.
I hope you know how grateful
I am because I love this story.
-Oh, I'm right there with you.
[ Cellphone hums ]
-[ Sighs heavily ] Please sit.
You know, uh, I find
stories are like children.
You know what, actually,
stories are nothing like children.
When I started that sentence, I
thought I was on to something.
-[ Laughs ] Well,
it worked for me.
-Hmm.
So, your investors formed an
LLC and readied the investment,
which is great.
So, if all goes well, we can
be doing this in two years tops.
-Two years?
-Well, why not?
-It's just... I was hoping that
we could get started like now.
-How long did "The Revenant"
take to come together?
-Ooh, uh...
-14 years, okay?
Half our script takes
place on a U.S. Army base.
Now, the good news is,
I was able to secure permission
to shoot at Fort Herlong.
You're familiar
with... It's spectacular.
Got full access
to the air field,
military equipment, vehicles,
but not for at least 18 months.
-Okay.
Okay, so it's the army
base that's the... right.
What about a different location?
- You know what?
Every time I try to cut
corners, I end up regretting it.
Why even do it, then?
- Do you?
-Trust me, you see Fort Herlong,
you'll be glad you waited...
Hey, Amanda.
- Hi.
- How you doing?
- Good. This is Gerard and Lyle.
-Hi. Nice to meet you.
Hold on one second.
Uh, so keep in touch.
We'll meet up again, say, July,
and we'll see where we're at.
Thanks.
Guys? Have a seat.
Thank you.
So, what did you think
of the dailies, huh?
I can tell, he's
crushing it, is he not?
-You told me if I got the
money, it was a done deal.
-That wasn't a "no", exactly.
-Hell, it wasn't a "yes"!
April, I made certain
assurances to people.
If this movie doesn't
happen and soon...
-I'll make some calls, see if
we can figure out an alternative.
-He was pretty clear.
No army base, no movie.
-So we find a
different army base
or a visual-effects team
willing to work for peanuts or..
- [ Sighs ]
- something.
Look, this is the first project I
have brought to this company.
I'm not going to let it
go after one meeting.
Just give me a few hours,
then let's get together,
go through out options.
-Tonight.
I'll let you know when.
-She's out, but she'll be back.
Just hang out.
- Message sounded urgent.
Any idea when she'll be back?
- Nope.
- Perfect.
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- [ Yells ]
- Shh.
I'm not going to hurt you.
-This... This hurts, right now.
What you're doing right now.
[ Muffled shouting ]
-Keep your voice
down, and I'll let you go.
Okay?
-[ Breathing heavily ]
-You don't look so bad.
How's the shoulder?
-Feels like I got shot, okay?
I... I barely slept
because all I could think of
was that fucking bag on my head!
-Easy.
-I thought we
were friends, huh?!
Then... Then that happened.
I-I'm greatly affected
by this, okay?
I feel very betrayed.
-You feel betrayed?
You, me, and Lulu...
We're in this together.
One of us fucks
up, we all go down,
and it won't be pills
in a bag over our head,
it will be a fuck
of a lot uglier.
Do you understand?
Where are you going?
-Work.
[ Door closes ]
[ Chatter ]
-♪ There's a bright ♪
♪ Golden haze ♪
♪ In the meadow ♪
♪ There's a bright ♪
♪ Golden haze ♪
♪ In the meadow ♪
♪ The corn is as high ♪
♪ As an elephant's eye ♪
♪ And it looks
like it's climbing ♪
♪ Clear up to the sky ♪
♪ Well, I say, oh ♪
♪ What a beautiful mornin' ♪
♪ Yeah, yes, what
a wonderful day ♪
-Okay.
-♪ I've got a
beautiful feeling ♪
-What happened?
-Oh.
Oh, I got shot, yeah.
You know how that is. It's...
-Right.
So, how about I
give you my favorite?
Chocolate with sprinkles.
-Okay, let's do this. Yeah.
[ Chatter ]
Wow, you got a
whole... technique.
-[ Chuckles ]
-You're good.
If I tried that, yeah,
it would be chaos.
There would be sprinkles,
and I'd start a fire or something.
-[ Laughs ]
-Wow, this is great.
This...
I've had a rough
couple days, and I came,
and I saw this
truck, and... and you.
Yeah, this is just
what I needed.
♪♪
-I'm here all week.
-Oh.
Okay. Thank you.
♪♪
-Hey. Ed said you wanted...
-Sit.
You got something
you want to tell me?
-What do you mean?
-You bring me a movie.
- Yeah.
- Don't say nothing about Yago.
-Right. [ Sighs ]
Well.
Turns out Yago
is working with L.A.
-I know. You think I don't know?
-So...
-Why does he work on my movie?
-I don't think he does,
at least not directly.
-He say he does.
-He tell you that?
- Told Ross.
- Did he?
-Said his company
runs the movie...
Yago Unlimited Limited.
-It's called what?
- Yago Unlimited...
- No, I heard you.
- Why his company make my movie?
- [ Scoffs ]
Well, this is the first
I'm hearing about it.
I mean, I knew he was
involved in some capacity.
-I am executive producer.
-And that doesn't change.
L.A. is just an investor.
I don't know what
their arrangement is
with Yago exactly,
and they can call the
company whatever they like.
It doesn't mean
that he's in charge.
You are.
At least, more than him.
I realize things are tense
between you and L.A. right now,
but we all are in
business together.
We all want to
make a great film.
That it?
-Guess so.
-She not going to
do anything rash?
I'll just let myself out, then.
Step outside so we can talk.
-Sorry, I'm working.
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[ Microwave beeps ]
- Ooh!
So, basically, they recognize
when someone has
a feel for business,
and they looked at me
and they were like, "This
dude right here is a resource".
We need someone to
oversee this shit, so...
[ Knock on door ]
[ Rap music playing ]
Tia.
Been a while.
-You live here?
-Ross ain't tell ya?
-He told me.
-Shit is only temporary
until I get my own place.
-A place in L.A.?
-Yeah.
-'Cause you work for L.A. now.
-That what you want
to talk to me about?
I mean, I didn't have a choice.
You kicked me out. I
had to make a living.
-This a living?
-L.A. came to me.
-With my movie.
-Your movie?
They're the ones
paying for it, right?
You heard they put me in charge?
-This where you
sleeping, on the couch?
-Tia, I work for L.A. now, okay?
You can't just come up
in here, talk to me like this.
You got to show respect.
-[ Laughs ]
Ross invite me.
This not your place.
Why you think that
concha put you in charge?
To fuck with me, that's why.
[ Music continues ]
You got anything else
to tell me while I'm here?
To my face?
[ Spits, groans ]
Tastes like shit.
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No more product
from L.A. I am done.
Call Wardell. Say I'm
ready to do business.
- You sure?
- L.A. fuck with me.
Now I fuck with them.
-So, if we can't
get Fort Herlong,
there's Concord
Naval Weapon Station,
decommissioned in '02.
-No air field.
-And no active
military vehicles.
-What about CGI?
-We could hire a Chinese
company, but honestly,
we don't have
the budget for that.
-[ Sighs ]
I mean, even if we could
live with one of these,
there's no way
Laurence comes along.
-No, probably not.
[ Papers slam ]
-I should go
read the scripts I was
supposed to read this afternoon,
or Laurence will flip his
wig [Chuckles] literally.
Did you not notice?
-Laurence wears a wig?
-It's a medical condition.
He doesn't have
a hair on his body.
Glues on eyebrows.
-Fuck off.
His whole body,
even on his... Ooh.
-Hey.
I'm not going to
give up on this movie.
Neither should you.
-Yeah.
-Worst-case scenario... We
make the film in two years.
That's not so bad.
-Laurence can get Fort
Herlong in two years.
How's he pulling that off?
-It's about who you know, right?
Laurence knows everyone.
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-You're back late.
How did the apartment search go?
-We're off to a real good start.
-I don't know where
you're looking,
but I got some friends who
really like North Hollywood.
-Huh. I'm also
looking around here.
-Korea Town?
Which part?
-Uh, north... Korea Town.
- You didn't look.
- I did.
Bought a newspaper.
-You're looking in a
newspaper for an apartment?
I meant what I said yesterday.
I haven't had a roommate
since my 20s. I'm
not doing that again.
-I meant to look.
I just... I got really
distracted with work stuff.
-Are you writing something new?
- Yes.
- No laptop?
-Notebook is in the truck.
-[ Chuckles ]
What's the new thing about?
-Well, I'm just
getting into it...
Arranging the cards,
you know, in my head.
-I'm ordering take-out.
♪♪
[ Tires screech ]
♪♪
[ Engine shuts off ]
♪♪
-Didn't think we'd be
hearing from you so soon.
-Yeah, I just got some news.
-Happy to pass it along.
-Well, I had a sit-down
with Laurence Budd
about "Wylderness" today...
He could not be more excited.
One little hitch... The
location that we need
is not available until
two years from now.
-So...
-Plan is still the same,
only the timing's
not what we'd hoped.
-When you spoke
to Agent Dillard,
didn't you say the
project had a green light?
-Which it does, soon as
we secure this location.
-What's the location?
-Um...[ Snaps fingers ]
Herlong Army Base.
-What do you need, exactly?
-Pretty much full access
for three, maybe four weeks.
-You want a month of full
access to an active military base?
-What was your name again?
-Stevenson.
- Can I call you Steve?
- No.
-Here's the thing.
What is the point in
having friends in high places
if they can't help you
out once in a while?
Or...
we wait until next year.
Up to you.
♪♪
-I'll check with the office.
-Fantastic.
You just let me know, Steve.
♪♪
[ Engine turns over ]
-What about dessert?
They do that green-tea sundae.
Or we can stop for
some frozen yogurt.
-Mom. What's going on?
-[ Sighs ]
I started talking with lawyers,
and, um, I'm planning
to ask for full custody.
I wanted to ask your
feelings about that.
-You want me to side with you?
That's... That's why we're here.
-No.
No, first, I... I
thought it would be fun
to have a girls' night.
-Mom, every night's
girls' night now.
-Okay.
-I'm not agreeing to this.
-You'll still be able
to see your dad.
-Oh, but not sleep over?
-Your father is a great guy.
But remember what Helen said
about trusting people
who've let you down.
-Helen also said I get to decide
what's best for my
emotional health.
And I think what's best
is that I get to live
with Dad half the time.
-[ Sighs ]
♪♪
[ Cellphone rings ]
-Hello?
-I know we said
we'd never talk again.
-We said that, didn't we?
-It's just I have some queries
about some costume stuff.
-No, you don't.
-You don't think our
chats are a good idea?
-Oh, I'd go beyond that.
- Would you?
- Yeah.
I'd say talking to you is
exactly what I don't need.
-Oh, I totally agree, but I
do have some of your stuff.
I've been feeling
bad about that.
What I've been told is
a very powerful crystal...
-Uh-huh. That was a gift.
-There's also a photograph
of you with a tiger.
-I'm pretty sure I burned that.
-Uh, there's a bit left.
We should probably
arrange to meet up
so I can get these
precious items back to you
sometime we're both free.
-Oh, but we're so busy.
-That is a problem.
So maybe I should just
give them to you now.
-Yeah, but I'm at my studio,
and it's way out of the way.
-Oh, it's no trouble since
I'm only 50 feet away.
-What?
-Gray Buick down the street.
Other way.
Hello.
-Hi.
-Glad you're smiling.
I was worried you
might phone the police,
tell them you have a stalker.
-Where's my stuff?
-Agh. You know what?
I just realized.
I fucking forgot them at home.
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
Okay, this happens once.
One time, never again.
[ Breathes heavily ]
- Yeah. Okay.
-Okay.
Put your seat back.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
What's up, dawg?
-Could use some help with a job.
-[ Chuckles ]
Oh, shit.
- Need you to be a lookout.
Let us know when this
motherfucker walks out.
This dude... can't miss him.
Yeah?
-Yeah, okay.
Let's do it.
-All right.
[ Engine revs ]
[ Water bubbling ]
-Don't like it?
-No, no. It's great.
-You don't look happy.
-Well, my shoulder's throbbing.
How about you? Feeling good?
-You know my nephew.
He go and work for someone else.
- I thought you fired him.
- So?
-Yeah, I get it.
You're very close.
You're much closer than
me and son ever were.
Hey, you're going
to work it out.
-You're a good man, Ricky.
Other men I've been with...
They don't take care of me.
-You know, with my ex-wives...
-Mm-hmm?
- it just always got to a point
where we stopped
listening to each other.
-It would be different
with us, don't you think?
- What?
- If we got married.
-That's a thought.
[ Laughs ]
It's fun to think
about those things.
- Mm-hmm.
- Future things.
- Mm-hmm.
- Isn't it? Yeah.
Yeah, oh, gosh.
You know my... My
shoulder's really throbbing.
- Oh.
- I think it might be the heat.
I'm going to get out right
now. You stay, stay. Stay.
Enjoy yourself.
I just got to get out now.
[ Door opens ]
[ Car alarm chirps ]
[ Gunshots ]
[ Tires screech ]
- Get in the car!
[ Tires squeal ]
We lit him up!
-Who was he?
-Runs 15th Street.
-Yeah? What did he do?
-Tried to sell to your
auntie, that's what he did.
-But hold on.
Does my tia know?
-She will soon.
[ Gearshift clicks ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
-This is usually the
part where you get out.
-Have you been talking to Mom?
-Not on a daily basis, no.
-You know she got a lawyer?
She's gonna fight
you for custody.
-Yeah, I know.
I thought that was probably
where we were headed.
-Do you have a lawyer?
Dad, you need one if
you're going to fight this.
-Is that what you want?
-I barely see you already.
If I'm not going
to sleep over...
- And the bed's crap anyway.
- Dad.
-I don't want you
worrying about it, okay?
Me and your mother...
We'll figure things out.
Or me and you could
drive to Mexico right now.
-I have a quiz in French.
- Oh! Shoot.
- Yeah.
-Forgot about that.
Stupid school.
Go on, then. Go
and learn something.
[ Seatbelt clicks ]
[ Car door closes ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
-Hello?
-Got some news
about your request.
-Let's hear it, then.
♪♪
- You're back.
- Yeah, yeah.
The doctor told me I need
more potassium in my diet, so...
-Hmm.
Well, congratulations
on a hundred episodes.
That's a big deal.
- Oh, oh. Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, thanks.
-Don't tell anyone,
but I'm one of those freaks
that doesn't own a TV.
-Well, listen.
If we're sharing secrets,
I don't work for
"Compton Justice".
-Oh, you're a freeloader,
a banana freeloader.
- Don't cut me off, please.
- I'm going to tell my manager.
-Who, the top banana?
[ Chuckles ]
-[ Snickers ] That's funny.
-Yeah. Funny and handsome.
I'm the total package.
-Yeah, well, would
you like the usual?
-Well, you know
what? Surprise me.
Yeah. Go crazy.
- I'm going to go crazy.
- Yeah, yeah.
♪♪
-On Tuesday nights,
my housemates and I go to
this place called the Smokehouse.
You ever want to eat
something besides bananas...
Maybe I'll see you
there sometime.
-Yeah. Maybe you will.
Thanks.
-Enjoy.
♪♪
- Aah, back already.
- Couldn't stay away.
-I'll get back to you.
Soon. All right.
Please sit.
-So, Miles got us Fort Herlong.
-Starting immediately.
- Really?
- Yeah, full access.
-Are you sure? Because
the way the Army works,
you usually need a lot
of signatures before...
-Yeah, I got a signed consent
form here from Colonel Travis.
He's the base
commander over at...
-Yes, I know, I know who he is.
-So if that's the only
thing holding us back,
we can move forward now, right?
-Well, perhaps I
wasn't... clear yesterday.
-About?
-Well, it's not simply the
issue with Fort Herlong.
I also have two studio
films in active production.
I have another
six in development.
I've got a Broadway
transfer from the West End,
which needs a marquee
star in order to recoup,
so the earliest I could
possibly take on a new project
is two years.
-I thought you said
if we had the base...
-No, no, no.
I'm really sorry I wasn't clear.
-It's just... [ Sighs ]
My investor was... was
banking on making a movie...
-You know, I do not want to
disappoint Mr. de Escalones,
but I'm sure he's familiar with
the concept of opportunity cost.
If I were to take even a
few minutes of my attention
from any of my active
projects, it comes at a cost.
-They're waiting for you.
-So what I said
yesterday still stands.
I'm willing to sit
down in a few months.
-Mr. Budd, the thing is
the money won't be
there in a few months.
The investors won't wait.
It's got to be now or never.
-Well, I'm not
saying it's never,
but I'm afraid now just
does not work for me.
♪♪
- I'm sorry.
- I'll talk to him. It'll...
-Miles, he told us
where he stands.
Miles!
-Let go.
-You'll get me fired.
- No, I won't.
- Please.
Miles!
- Mr. Budd?
-I've got a dinner, and I've
already kept my ride waiting.
-I'll be brief.
♪♪
Gonna tell you why
you can fit this project in.
-All right.
-'Cause I'm going to
be the man running it.
- Hmm.
- The base is just the beginning.
My last film, I turned a $2
million private investment
into a $30 million studio
picture that didn't just recoup,
it turned a profit.
I get things done.
-Yes, I've heard.
-Well, I heard about you, too.
That you got a rate
you didn't like on a film,
so you threatened the
what do you call them...
-The president of the MPAA.
And I-I didn't threaten
him physically.
-See, you and me...
We'll do whatever it
takes to make shit happen.
-Chase people through hallways?
-Exactly.
♪♪
Holy shit!
This is your ride?
Where's dinner?
- Monterey.
So, what do you
want from me, Miles?
-I want a guarantee that
this film is happening.
Now, not two years from now.
-All right.
-Really?
-If you're willing
to take the reins,
I'm not going to stop you.
It's easier to say yes now
than to have you storm
my office every day.
-[ Chuckles ]
[ Classical music playing ]
Louis!
-Hey.
How was your day?
-This was your
plan the whole time.
-What's that?
-You were never going
to find your own place.
-I made some calls. I...
-I said one bag, one box!
You've already moved in.
-Well, I needed my shower
stuff, and... and my warm socks...
-Are you even writing anything?!
-[ Sighs ] I'm feeling
kind of blocked lately.
-Why don't you call your agent
and have them set
you up with a re-write?
At least then you would
have some income!
-Honestly...
I'm not sure I'm into
the whole writing thing.
I think I'm just
going to branch out,
find something new.
-So, as of now,
you have no career,
no place to live.
We're married, and I'm
pregnant with your child.
I'm going to get
a glass of wine.
-Oh, you can't drink.
-You watch me.
- Hello?
- I want to talk to Lila.
-And who may I ask is calling?
- She'll know.
- Hold, please.
♪♪
♪♪
-Hello?
-The fuck do you
think you're doing?
-You bought product
from another supplier.
You had to know it
would end this way.
-What now? You're
cutting me off?
-On the contrary.
But we are doubling your tax.
-Double?
-To de-incentivize any
future bargain-hunting.
-I don't pay 10%.
-You'll let me know if
you change your mind.
-[ Angrily speaking Spanish ]
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-It's open.
-♪ The beast in me ♪
♪ Is caged by frail
and fragile bars ♪
♪ Restless by day and by night ♪
♪ Rants and rages at the stars ♪
♪ God help the beast in me ♪
♪ The beast in me ♪
♪ Has had to learn
to live with pain ♪
♪ And how to
shelter from the rain ♪
♪ And in the
twinkling of an eye ♪
♪ Might have to be restrained ♪
♪ God help the beast in me ♪
♪ Sometimes, it
tries to kid me ♪
♪ That it's just a teddy bear ♪
♪ Or even somehow manage ♪
♪ To vanish in the air ♪
♪ Then that is when
I must beware ♪
♪ Of the beast in me ♪
♪ That everybody knows ♪
♪ They've seen him out
dressed in my clothes ♪
♪ Patently unclear ♪
♪ If it's New York or New Year ♪
♪ God help ♪
♪ The beast in me ♪
♪ The beast in me ♪
- Did you show them the books?
- Yeah.
- There it is!
Money laundering, you...
What if we tell L.A.
that we can clean $30
million of their money?
You risk nothing, and
you make money off them.
I'm making another movie.
It needs to be
privately financed.
How close are you with L.A.?
-You want me to
make an introduction?
-We require an additional 5%.
- This a joke?
- It is not.
-So, these investors, they're...
They're friends of Amara's?
-Associates.
-Like her but just...
on a bigger level?
-I wanted to update
you on "Wylderness".
-Yeah, I'm past that.
- Shit. What were you burning?
- Old photos.
-It's pretty.
-It's a witch's mirror.
-Oh. Does that make you a witch?
-Looks like Deborah
Schaffer's kids.
-Deborah Schaffer the actress?
-Yeah.
-This is the divorce papers?
-There's a part about
custody on page two.
-You gonna take
her away from me.
-When we first saw
Rick, he was frightened.
I told him we would
use all our resources
to make sure he
wouldn't get hurt.
-I'm going to make a
deal, so if I were you,
I'd make sure he's still
breathing when the feds come.
-[ Gasping ]
Hello?
[ Groans ]
Hello?!
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Gasps ]
Hmm.
[ Retches ]
[ Sirens wail, dog
barks in distance ]
[ Engine revs ]
Hey, hey, hey, help me. Help me.
Hey. Hey! Hey!
I need help!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Siren wails ]
[ Vehicle approaches ]
♪♪
[ Police radio chatter ]
-Gonna help you, all right?
-They put the bag on
my head, and then...
Then wrapped duct
tape around my neck.
Pills alone would
have killed me,
even without the bag.
-You said they made
a hole in the bag?
-Yeah. I don't know
how long they waited.
Got light-headed,
and... I passed out.
-You're okay now.
How's the shoulder?
-It's starting to hurt again.
- Another click?
- Mm, two.
Give it a minute.
The pain will subside.
-[ Sighing ] Yeah.
Is that pudding?
What flavor is that?
-Uh... ooh, butterscotch.
That's a good one.
- Oh, yeah.
I think my blood sugar's low.
Could you do that for me?
- Oh.
-So, what's going to happen now?
You're going to arrest
everyone, or just Miles and Louis?
I mean, they must have told
Amara by now, right, hmm?
The jig's up.
It's all over.
-We were discussing that.
-[ Muffled ] I'm
gonna miss Amara.
Is that crazy?
Just... we been through a lot.
Even the creepy guys
that she works with, hmm.
-We can't arrest anyone yet.
Good news is, opportunities
have arisen in the case.
- Very exciting.
- Wait.
I-I-I'm talking Miles and Louis.
They know about
the investigation.
They know everything.
-They won't share
that information.
-They know to keep
it to themselves.
-Well...
Did you make a deal with them?
They tried to kill me.
You made a fucking deal?
-We all agree you
have been exemplary,
and we won't make you
wear a wire any longer.
-You're off the hook.
-What am I supposed to do now?
Supposed to hide out here?
I can't go back
to Amara's house.
-We prepared an alibi
for your last 12 hours,
hospital charts
explaining your injury,
discharge papers.
We'll go over all this.
And we got your car repaired.
-You can go back
to Amara's tonight.
-They... They put a
bag over my head.
-[ Clicks tongue ]
You can opt for
witness protection.
Won't be a problem
getting you approved,
but I know you
didn't want to do that.
-[ Mutters ]
- And sweetheart, I agree.
- That's not a life.
-Your best option is to
pick up where you left off
and put this investigation
out of your mind.
How does that sound?
-I...
[ Groans ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
-This a booty call?
-Yeah, what if it is?
-You know you can just text me.
-Well, this is more romantic.
-I guess.
-[ Sighs ] I got some
work stuff I got to deal with.
Then I'll come over.
-I'll put on my good underwear.
[ Door opens ]
-Come on, man.
What are you doing?
You can't even
carry those yourself.
Lou, they had a folder on us
the size of an encyclopedia,
way more than Rick told us,
but I got immunity
for the both of us
and we don't have to testify.
- What did you give them?
- Nothing.
Just, you know...[ Sighs ]
They put their own
accountants on the movie
and tracked the
money. That's it.
I had to.
The thought of
Emma getting on a bus
to come and see me
when I'm locked up.
-Oh, that's your
justification, your kid?
'Cause, you know, I
got a kid on the way.
-All the more reason.
-You have no idea how
this is going to turn out!
And meanwhile,
I'm a fucking rat.
-No. No, no.
No-Nobody was wearing
a wire or giving information.
We're just making our movie
and then staying out of their way.
You never even
had to speak to them!
-You think that anyone
is going to believe
that you made a
deal with the feds
and I didn't know about it?!
I got to work with
Amara tonight, so...
if you'll excuse me.
-So come and work on
the movie with me, Lou.
You can be associate
producer, and then when...
When the filming is
done, Amara is gone.
Imagine that! You can
do whatever you want.
-You don't even know
the movie's going.
- The movie is going!
- Well, it better,
because that is your
only leverage with the feds,
so I hope you have
fun working with Rick
after what we did to him.
[ Groans ]
- Would you let me help
with that?
- Nah, I got it.
- Come on. Don't be stupid.
- No, I don't want your help.
- Just let me help with it.
- Don't want your help.
Let go!
You know what?
Enough with your help!
You put my name on the
script, dragged me out to L.A.,
you turned
federal-fucking-witness.
- Nobody is turning...
- You made a deal with the feds!
And whatever story
you're telling yourself
to make that
okay, it's bullshit.
In my family, no matter
how bad things get,
we don't flip.
So do us a favor.
Just stay the fuck away from me.
♪♪
♪♪
[ Door closes ]
-What I've been
saying all along...
It's this pain that
just won't go away.
-Hmm.
-And I thought it
was the rotator cuff.
-Hmm.
-I-I didn't want
to tell ya about it.
[ Groaning ] I don't
want you worrying.
The doctor... He
wanted an ultrasound.
-Mm-hmm.
-And then he starts telling
me about in-patient procedures.
-Oh? They saying what's wrong?
-Benign growth in the muscle.
That's what the biopsy said.
It's all here in the
discharge papers.
- Hmm.
- See that picture?
Subscapularis.
-Hmm.
-Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
- And your face?
-[ Sighs ]
I tried to get out of bed
before the anesthesia wore off.
Stupid.
- Poor Ricky.
-I think, you know...
A good night's sleep.
- Mm-hmm.
- I think I'm going to feel fine.
-Rest. Tomorrow, we start work.
- Work?
- Hmm.
"Wylderness".
Movie Miles brought
me. It's our next project.
-Okay, but you don't
need me for that.
-I do.
You know this business.
You help me, like last time.
-I thought I could
find something
for you and me to work
on, just the two of us.
-[ Sighs ] After this one.
-I'm not sure that I want
to work with Miles again.
Just so soon.
Maybe in a while.
-I like this movie.
Why you don't want to do it?
[ Soft music playing ]
-[ Cries ]
-Ricky, what's wrong?
-[ Voice breaking ]
I'm just... I'm sorry.
[ Sniffling ]
I'm overwhelmed, that's all.
I... I thought it was over.
Now... Now here I am.
I'm back in our bed.
I'm sorry, sorry.
I'm just...
- Shhhh.
-No, I'm on a lot of pain meds.
- Amara is here now.
- I know.
-I take good care of you.
-Okay. All right.
I know you will.
I know you will.
[ Sobs ]
- Oh, Ricky, oh.
-I'm all right. I'm all right.
[ Voice breaking
] I'm all right.
[ Sobs ]
I'm okay.
It's all right.
Don't worry.
- Sleep.
-I'm going to go to sleep.
-You need anything,
Emma Jean get it.
-And everything's
going to be better.
[ Sobs ]
[ Groaning ]
♪♪
- Mr. Escalones?
- Yeah.
Yeah, guy down the
hallway told me to come.
-Have a seat.
-This place is really
different than I pictured,
like really different.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
-In order to transfer
the necessary funds
into a dedicated account,
we will be filing
articles of organization
for a new corporation.
Need your signature
there and there.
- My signature?
- Mm-hmm.
-[ Sighs ] What did I just sign?
- Mr. Escalones.
- Yeah, hi.
Who are you?
- Thank you for coming in.
They'll do a better
job of explaining,
but since you were the one
who brought us this project,
my colleagues and I felt that
you should be the
one to manage it.
-Yeah.
Yeah.
Okay.
So, like, what does that mean?
-You'll make sure our
money is looked after,
that we get our full return.
Ba-Basically, you're in charge.
How does that sound?
-Good.
Yeah. Okay.
I won't let you down.
- Lovely to meet you.
- Yeah, you, too.
-You'll be listed as
the registered agent.
All tax and legal documents
will go through you.
And that box at the top...
If you would write
the corporation name.
-Okay.
What is it?
-Your company, you
choose the name of the LLC.
-Me?
Oh, shit.
[ Laughs ] Okay.
Uh... what's "LLC"?
-Limited liability corporation.
-Why has it got to be limited?
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
[ Car doors close ]
- How long is this going to take?
-Hope not too long.
I got plans tonight.
You, too?
-Been a long day.
♪♪
-We handle whatever
you throw at us.
Any kind of weight, quality.
-Up front?
-Yes, ma'am.
See, we like to
create repeat business.
Make everyone happy.
That's just how we do.
-How you get it to Nevada?
-Got all kind of ways.
Let us worry
about that, all right?
-No smoke in the car.
-Aw, shit. I'm sorry.
That's why it
smells good in here.
[ Chuckles ]
My car is smoky as fuck...
Cigarettes and blunts.
This is a lady's car.
-What's that mean? "Lady's car"?
-Just... smells good.
-If I buy from you instead
of L.A., they won't be happy.
-No. No, they won't.
-You're not worried?
-The people we run with...
Next to them, L.A. ain't shit.
You feel me?
-Let me think.
I call you.
-We'll be waiting.
-Got something to say?
-I just don't think
it's a good idea.
-With them, we make more money.
-It's not worth the trouble.
-Maybe not.
-So we continue work with L.A.?
-For now.
Go.
-And then he says, "Oh,
Lulu. We make another movie.
You can be associate producer."
I know what that fucking means.
There's no "we".
It's all about Miles.
Everything is about Miles.
And what about what
I want, you know?
I'm sorry.
- [ Chuckles ] It's cool.
-It...
-I love talking about your
business partner after sex.
-[ Laughs ]
Anyway, that's why
I got to move out.
You know, I'm going
to find my own place
and just figure out what's next.
-It's getting late. You
might as well sleep over.
- Ooh.
- [ Chuckles ]
-Hmm.
-Do you think my truck is
safe parked on the street?
-Like always.
-Yeah, but I got
all my stuff in it.
Maybe I should... bring it in.
-Wait.
You already moved out?
You're not moving in with me?!
-No. No. I'll get
a place tomorrow.
-Taking it slow
is not moving in.
-Believe me, I
understand that. I'm not...
-Bad enough that I'm pregnant,
and now we're fucking married.
-We're on the same page!
♪♪
-Move your truck
to indoor parking
and bring up one suitcase.
-Thank you.
♪♪
Oh, I got some stuff in boxes.
They're pretty valuable.
-One suitcase.
One box.
Okay? That's it.
♪♪
[ Cellphone rings ]
-Yeah?
-Hi. It's Miles.
We met a few weeks ago.
I crashed my car,
you set a fire in a toilet.
Quite a fun weekend.
-You found me.
-It's pretty easy, once I
figured out who you were.
-Right, 'cause I didn't
leave you my number.
-So that, um, crystal ceremony
that you did with the chakras
and the breathing and whatnot.
Not the kind of thing
I usually sign up for,
but, um... it affected me.
♪♪
Still there?
- Yep.
-I had kind of a breakthrough
or clarity or whatever you call it,
and I just... I thought
that you should know that,
so I looked you up,
and I figured maybe
we should meet up again.
♪♪
Your turn.
-You looked me up, so
you know I have a husband?
-Yes, and you're a
costume designer.
I love costumes.
Very underrated part of
the film-production business.
-[ Chuckles ] What I'm saying is
is a friendship with you doesn't
really fit in my life right now.
-Yeah.
-But, um, if things
were different...
-I get it. Who has
time for friendships?
♪♪
So, um... Since
we're both so busy,
I guess there's no real
need for us to ever talk again.
-Nope. I can't think of one.
-Then why aren't you hanging up?
-[ Chuckles ] Because
I didn't want to be rude.
-Consider it.
-Okay.
Um...
Take care.
-You, too.
-Hey. Hi.
-Hi.
-I didn't realize
how late it was.
-I let you sleep in.
-[ Mumbles ]
-Ooh. You take it easy today.
Work from home.
For the pain.
- Oh, thanks.
-I should probably
just call Gladys,
let her know I'm not coming in.
-Mm-hmm. [ Gasps ]
[ Chuckles ]
-Wow.
That's really something.
-Our first movie together,
and now we do another one.
-Right. Right. Yeah.
- Where do you want it?
- I show you.
♪♪
[ Doorbell rings ]
♪♪
-Sorry I'm late.
You got something?
[ Indistinct conversation ]
♪♪
♪♪
- What's wrong?
- [ Stammers ] I'm okay.
I think I'm... I'm going to
head into the office after all.
-But your shoulder?
-A couple of Ibuprofen
and this is going to be okay.
Just... yeah.
Maybe I'll, uh,
take a sponge bath,
and then I'll head out.
[ Footsteps depart ]
- Huh.
-Come on in.
-Laurence, this is Miles.
- Pleasure.
- No, pleasure's mine.
-You know, I
tried for five years
to get this project financed.
April tells me you
did it in two days.
- Ah, well. Book sells itself.
- Does it, though?
Well, if you say so,
then I guess it does.
I hope you know how grateful
I am because I love this story.
-Oh, I'm right there with you.
[ Cellphone hums ]
-[ Sighs heavily ] Please sit.
You know, uh, I find
stories are like children.
You know what, actually,
stories are nothing like children.
When I started that sentence, I
thought I was on to something.
-[ Laughs ] Well,
it worked for me.
-Hmm.
So, your investors formed an
LLC and readied the investment,
which is great.
So, if all goes well, we can
be doing this in two years tops.
-Two years?
-Well, why not?
-It's just... I was hoping that
we could get started like now.
-How long did "The Revenant"
take to come together?
-Ooh, uh...
-14 years, okay?
Half our script takes
place on a U.S. Army base.
Now, the good news is,
I was able to secure permission
to shoot at Fort Herlong.
You're familiar
with... It's spectacular.
Got full access
to the air field,
military equipment, vehicles,
but not for at least 18 months.
-Okay.
Okay, so it's the army
base that's the... right.
What about a different location?
- You know what?
Every time I try to cut
corners, I end up regretting it.
Why even do it, then?
- Do you?
-Trust me, you see Fort Herlong,
you'll be glad you waited...
Hey, Amanda.
- Hi.
- How you doing?
- Good. This is Gerard and Lyle.
-Hi. Nice to meet you.
Hold on one second.
Uh, so keep in touch.
We'll meet up again, say, July,
and we'll see where we're at.
Thanks.
Guys? Have a seat.
Thank you.
So, what did you think
of the dailies, huh?
I can tell, he's
crushing it, is he not?
-You told me if I got the
money, it was a done deal.
-That wasn't a "no", exactly.
-Hell, it wasn't a "yes"!
April, I made certain
assurances to people.
If this movie doesn't
happen and soon...
-I'll make some calls, see if
we can figure out an alternative.
-He was pretty clear.
No army base, no movie.
-So we find a
different army base
or a visual-effects team
willing to work for peanuts or..
- [ Sighs ]
- something.
Look, this is the first project I
have brought to this company.
I'm not going to let it
go after one meeting.
Just give me a few hours,
then let's get together,
go through out options.
-Tonight.
I'll let you know when.
-She's out, but she'll be back.
Just hang out.
- Message sounded urgent.
Any idea when she'll be back?
- Nope.
- Perfect.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
- [ Yells ]
- Shh.
I'm not going to hurt you.
-This... This hurts, right now.
What you're doing right now.
[ Muffled shouting ]
-Keep your voice
down, and I'll let you go.
Okay?
-[ Breathing heavily ]
-You don't look so bad.
How's the shoulder?
-Feels like I got shot, okay?
I... I barely slept
because all I could think of
was that fucking bag on my head!
-Easy.
-I thought we
were friends, huh?!
Then... Then that happened.
I-I'm greatly affected
by this, okay?
I feel very betrayed.
-You feel betrayed?
You, me, and Lulu...
We're in this together.
One of us fucks
up, we all go down,
and it won't be pills
in a bag over our head,
it will be a fuck
of a lot uglier.
Do you understand?
Where are you going?
-Work.
[ Door closes ]
[ Chatter ]
-♪ There's a bright ♪
♪ Golden haze ♪
♪ In the meadow ♪
♪ There's a bright ♪
♪ Golden haze ♪
♪ In the meadow ♪
♪ The corn is as high ♪
♪ As an elephant's eye ♪
♪ And it looks
like it's climbing ♪
♪ Clear up to the sky ♪
♪ Well, I say, oh ♪
♪ What a beautiful mornin' ♪
♪ Yeah, yes, what
a wonderful day ♪
-Okay.
-♪ I've got a
beautiful feeling ♪
-What happened?
-Oh.
Oh, I got shot, yeah.
You know how that is. It's...
-Right.
So, how about I
give you my favorite?
Chocolate with sprinkles.
-Okay, let's do this. Yeah.
[ Chatter ]
Wow, you got a
whole... technique.
-[ Chuckles ]
-You're good.
If I tried that, yeah,
it would be chaos.
There would be sprinkles,
and I'd start a fire or something.
-[ Laughs ]
-Wow, this is great.
This...
I've had a rough
couple days, and I came,
and I saw this
truck, and... and you.
Yeah, this is just
what I needed.
♪♪
-I'm here all week.
-Oh.
Okay. Thank you.
♪♪
-Hey. Ed said you wanted...
-Sit.
You got something
you want to tell me?
-What do you mean?
-You bring me a movie.
- Yeah.
- Don't say nothing about Yago.
-Right. [ Sighs ]
Well.
Turns out Yago
is working with L.A.
-I know. You think I don't know?
-So...
-Why does he work on my movie?
-I don't think he does,
at least not directly.
-He say he does.
-He tell you that?
- Told Ross.
- Did he?
-Said his company
runs the movie...
Yago Unlimited Limited.
-It's called what?
- Yago Unlimited...
- No, I heard you.
- Why his company make my movie?
- [ Scoffs ]
Well, this is the first
I'm hearing about it.
I mean, I knew he was
involved in some capacity.
-I am executive producer.
-And that doesn't change.
L.A. is just an investor.
I don't know what
their arrangement is
with Yago exactly,
and they can call the
company whatever they like.
It doesn't mean
that he's in charge.
You are.
At least, more than him.
I realize things are tense
between you and L.A. right now,
but we all are in
business together.
We all want to
make a great film.
That it?
-Guess so.
-She not going to
do anything rash?
I'll just let myself out, then.
Step outside so we can talk.
-Sorry, I'm working.
♪♪
♪♪
[ Microwave beeps ]
- Ooh!
So, basically, they recognize
when someone has
a feel for business,
and they looked at me
and they were like, "This
dude right here is a resource".
We need someone to
oversee this shit, so...
[ Knock on door ]
[ Rap music playing ]
Tia.
Been a while.
-You live here?
-Ross ain't tell ya?
-He told me.
-Shit is only temporary
until I get my own place.
-A place in L.A.?
-Yeah.
-'Cause you work for L.A. now.
-That what you want
to talk to me about?
I mean, I didn't have a choice.
You kicked me out. I
had to make a living.
-This a living?
-L.A. came to me.
-With my movie.
-Your movie?
They're the ones
paying for it, right?
You heard they put me in charge?
-This where you
sleeping, on the couch?
-Tia, I work for L.A. now, okay?
You can't just come up
in here, talk to me like this.
You got to show respect.
-[ Laughs ]
Ross invite me.
This not your place.
Why you think that
concha put you in charge?
To fuck with me, that's why.
[ Music continues ]
You got anything else
to tell me while I'm here?
To my face?
[ Spits, groans ]
Tastes like shit.
♪♪
♪♪
No more product
from L.A. I am done.
Call Wardell. Say I'm
ready to do business.
- You sure?
- L.A. fuck with me.
Now I fuck with them.
-So, if we can't
get Fort Herlong,
there's Concord
Naval Weapon Station,
decommissioned in '02.
-No air field.
-And no active
military vehicles.
-What about CGI?
-We could hire a Chinese
company, but honestly,
we don't have
the budget for that.
-[ Sighs ]
I mean, even if we could
live with one of these,
there's no way
Laurence comes along.
-No, probably not.
[ Papers slam ]
-I should go
read the scripts I was
supposed to read this afternoon,
or Laurence will flip his
wig [Chuckles] literally.
Did you not notice?
-Laurence wears a wig?
-It's a medical condition.
He doesn't have
a hair on his body.
Glues on eyebrows.
-Fuck off.
His whole body,
even on his... Ooh.
-Hey.
I'm not going to
give up on this movie.
Neither should you.
-Yeah.
-Worst-case scenario... We
make the film in two years.
That's not so bad.
-Laurence can get Fort
Herlong in two years.
How's he pulling that off?
-It's about who you know, right?
Laurence knows everyone.
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-You're back late.
How did the apartment search go?
-We're off to a real good start.
-I don't know where
you're looking,
but I got some friends who
really like North Hollywood.
-Huh. I'm also
looking around here.
-Korea Town?
Which part?
-Uh, north... Korea Town.
- You didn't look.
- I did.
Bought a newspaper.
-You're looking in a
newspaper for an apartment?
I meant what I said yesterday.
I haven't had a roommate
since my 20s. I'm
not doing that again.
-I meant to look.
I just... I got really
distracted with work stuff.
-Are you writing something new?
- Yes.
- No laptop?
-Notebook is in the truck.
-[ Chuckles ]
What's the new thing about?
-Well, I'm just
getting into it...
Arranging the cards,
you know, in my head.
-I'm ordering take-out.
♪♪
[ Tires screech ]
♪♪
[ Engine shuts off ]
♪♪
-Didn't think we'd be
hearing from you so soon.
-Yeah, I just got some news.
-Happy to pass it along.
-Well, I had a sit-down
with Laurence Budd
about "Wylderness" today...
He could not be more excited.
One little hitch... The
location that we need
is not available until
two years from now.
-So...
-Plan is still the same,
only the timing's
not what we'd hoped.
-When you spoke
to Agent Dillard,
didn't you say the
project had a green light?
-Which it does, soon as
we secure this location.
-What's the location?
-Um...[ Snaps fingers ]
Herlong Army Base.
-What do you need, exactly?
-Pretty much full access
for three, maybe four weeks.
-You want a month of full
access to an active military base?
-What was your name again?
-Stevenson.
- Can I call you Steve?
- No.
-Here's the thing.
What is the point in
having friends in high places
if they can't help you
out once in a while?
Or...
we wait until next year.
Up to you.
♪♪
-I'll check with the office.
-Fantastic.
You just let me know, Steve.
♪♪
[ Engine turns over ]
-What about dessert?
They do that green-tea sundae.
Or we can stop for
some frozen yogurt.
-Mom. What's going on?
-[ Sighs ]
I started talking with lawyers,
and, um, I'm planning
to ask for full custody.
I wanted to ask your
feelings about that.
-You want me to side with you?
That's... That's why we're here.
-No.
No, first, I... I
thought it would be fun
to have a girls' night.
-Mom, every night's
girls' night now.
-Okay.
-I'm not agreeing to this.
-You'll still be able
to see your dad.
-Oh, but not sleep over?
-Your father is a great guy.
But remember what Helen said
about trusting people
who've let you down.
-Helen also said I get to decide
what's best for my
emotional health.
And I think what's best
is that I get to live
with Dad half the time.
-[ Sighs ]
♪♪
[ Cellphone rings ]
-Hello?
-I know we said
we'd never talk again.
-We said that, didn't we?
-It's just I have some queries
about some costume stuff.
-No, you don't.
-You don't think our
chats are a good idea?
-Oh, I'd go beyond that.
- Would you?
- Yeah.
I'd say talking to you is
exactly what I don't need.
-Oh, I totally agree, but I
do have some of your stuff.
I've been feeling
bad about that.
What I've been told is
a very powerful crystal...
-Uh-huh. That was a gift.
-There's also a photograph
of you with a tiger.
-I'm pretty sure I burned that.
-Uh, there's a bit left.
We should probably
arrange to meet up
so I can get these
precious items back to you
sometime we're both free.
-Oh, but we're so busy.
-That is a problem.
So maybe I should just
give them to you now.
-Yeah, but I'm at my studio,
and it's way out of the way.
-Oh, it's no trouble since
I'm only 50 feet away.
-What?
-Gray Buick down the street.
Other way.
Hello.
-Hi.
-Glad you're smiling.
I was worried you
might phone the police,
tell them you have a stalker.
-Where's my stuff?
-Agh. You know what?
I just realized.
I fucking forgot them at home.
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
Okay, this happens once.
One time, never again.
[ Breathes heavily ]
- Yeah. Okay.
-Okay.
Put your seat back.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
-[ Sighs ]
What's up, dawg?
-Could use some help with a job.
-[ Chuckles ]
Oh, shit.
- Need you to be a lookout.
Let us know when this
motherfucker walks out.
This dude... can't miss him.
Yeah?
-Yeah, okay.
Let's do it.
-All right.
[ Engine revs ]
[ Water bubbling ]
-Don't like it?
-No, no. It's great.
-You don't look happy.
-Well, my shoulder's throbbing.
How about you? Feeling good?
-You know my nephew.
He go and work for someone else.
- I thought you fired him.
- So?
-Yeah, I get it.
You're very close.
You're much closer than
me and son ever were.
Hey, you're going
to work it out.
-You're a good man, Ricky.
Other men I've been with...
They don't take care of me.
-You know, with my ex-wives...
-Mm-hmm?
- it just always got to a point
where we stopped
listening to each other.
-It would be different
with us, don't you think?
- What?
- If we got married.
-That's a thought.
[ Laughs ]
It's fun to think
about those things.
- Mm-hmm.
- Future things.
- Mm-hmm.
- Isn't it? Yeah.
Yeah, oh, gosh.
You know my... My
shoulder's really throbbing.
- Oh.
- I think it might be the heat.
I'm going to get out right
now. You stay, stay. Stay.
Enjoy yourself.
I just got to get out now.
[ Door opens ]
[ Car alarm chirps ]
[ Gunshots ]
[ Tires screech ]
- Get in the car!
[ Tires squeal ]
We lit him up!
-Who was he?
-Runs 15th Street.
-Yeah? What did he do?
-Tried to sell to your
auntie, that's what he did.
-But hold on.
Does my tia know?
-She will soon.
[ Gearshift clicks ]
[ Engine shuts off ]
-This is usually the
part where you get out.
-Have you been talking to Mom?
-Not on a daily basis, no.
-You know she got a lawyer?
She's gonna fight
you for custody.
-Yeah, I know.
I thought that was probably
where we were headed.
-Do you have a lawyer?
Dad, you need one if
you're going to fight this.
-Is that what you want?
-I barely see you already.
If I'm not going
to sleep over...
- And the bed's crap anyway.
- Dad.
-I don't want you
worrying about it, okay?
Me and your mother...
We'll figure things out.
Or me and you could
drive to Mexico right now.
-I have a quiz in French.
- Oh! Shoot.
- Yeah.
-Forgot about that.
Stupid school.
Go on, then. Go
and learn something.
[ Seatbelt clicks ]
[ Car door closes ]
[ Cellphone rings ]
-Hello?
-Got some news
about your request.
-Let's hear it, then.
♪♪
- You're back.
- Yeah, yeah.
The doctor told me I need
more potassium in my diet, so...
-Hmm.
Well, congratulations
on a hundred episodes.
That's a big deal.
- Oh, oh. Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, thanks.
-Don't tell anyone,
but I'm one of those freaks
that doesn't own a TV.
-Well, listen.
If we're sharing secrets,
I don't work for
"Compton Justice".
-Oh, you're a freeloader,
a banana freeloader.
- Don't cut me off, please.
- I'm going to tell my manager.
-Who, the top banana?
[ Chuckles ]
-[ Snickers ] That's funny.
-Yeah. Funny and handsome.
I'm the total package.
-Yeah, well, would
you like the usual?
-Well, you know
what? Surprise me.
Yeah. Go crazy.
- I'm going to go crazy.
- Yeah, yeah.
♪♪
-On Tuesday nights,
my housemates and I go to
this place called the Smokehouse.
You ever want to eat
something besides bananas...
Maybe I'll see you
there sometime.
-Yeah. Maybe you will.
Thanks.
-Enjoy.
♪♪
- Aah, back already.
- Couldn't stay away.
-I'll get back to you.
Soon. All right.
Please sit.
-So, Miles got us Fort Herlong.
-Starting immediately.
- Really?
- Yeah, full access.
-Are you sure? Because
the way the Army works,
you usually need a lot
of signatures before...
-Yeah, I got a signed consent
form here from Colonel Travis.
He's the base
commander over at...
-Yes, I know, I know who he is.
-So if that's the only
thing holding us back,
we can move forward now, right?
-Well, perhaps I
wasn't... clear yesterday.
-About?
-Well, it's not simply the
issue with Fort Herlong.
I also have two studio
films in active production.
I have another
six in development.
I've got a Broadway
transfer from the West End,
which needs a marquee
star in order to recoup,
so the earliest I could
possibly take on a new project
is two years.
-I thought you said
if we had the base...
-No, no, no.
I'm really sorry I wasn't clear.
-It's just... [ Sighs ]
My investor was... was
banking on making a movie...
-You know, I do not want to
disappoint Mr. de Escalones,
but I'm sure he's familiar with
the concept of opportunity cost.
If I were to take even a
few minutes of my attention
from any of my active
projects, it comes at a cost.
-They're waiting for you.
-So what I said
yesterday still stands.
I'm willing to sit
down in a few months.
-Mr. Budd, the thing is
the money won't be
there in a few months.
The investors won't wait.
It's got to be now or never.
-Well, I'm not
saying it's never,
but I'm afraid now just
does not work for me.
♪♪
- I'm sorry.
- I'll talk to him. It'll...
-Miles, he told us
where he stands.
Miles!
-Let go.
-You'll get me fired.
- No, I won't.
- Please.
Miles!
- Mr. Budd?
-I've got a dinner, and I've
already kept my ride waiting.
-I'll be brief.
♪♪
Gonna tell you why
you can fit this project in.
-All right.
-'Cause I'm going to
be the man running it.
- Hmm.
- The base is just the beginning.
My last film, I turned a $2
million private investment
into a $30 million studio
picture that didn't just recoup,
it turned a profit.
I get things done.
-Yes, I've heard.
-Well, I heard about you, too.
That you got a rate
you didn't like on a film,
so you threatened the
what do you call them...
-The president of the MPAA.
And I-I didn't threaten
him physically.
-See, you and me...
We'll do whatever it
takes to make shit happen.
-Chase people through hallways?
-Exactly.
♪♪
Holy shit!
This is your ride?
Where's dinner?
- Monterey.
So, what do you
want from me, Miles?
-I want a guarantee that
this film is happening.
Now, not two years from now.
-All right.
-Really?
-If you're willing
to take the reins,
I'm not going to stop you.
It's easier to say yes now
than to have you storm
my office every day.
-[ Chuckles ]
[ Classical music playing ]
Louis!
-Hey.
How was your day?
-This was your
plan the whole time.
-What's that?
-You were never going
to find your own place.
-I made some calls. I...
-I said one bag, one box!
You've already moved in.
-Well, I needed my shower
stuff, and... and my warm socks...
-Are you even writing anything?!
-[ Sighs ] I'm feeling
kind of blocked lately.
-Why don't you call your agent
and have them set
you up with a re-write?
At least then you would
have some income!
-Honestly...
I'm not sure I'm into
the whole writing thing.
I think I'm just
going to branch out,
find something new.
-So, as of now,
you have no career,
no place to live.
We're married, and I'm
pregnant with your child.
I'm going to get
a glass of wine.
-Oh, you can't drink.
-You watch me.
- Hello?
- I want to talk to Lila.
-And who may I ask is calling?
- She'll know.
- Hold, please.
♪♪
♪♪
-Hello?
-The fuck do you
think you're doing?
-You bought product
from another supplier.
You had to know it
would end this way.
-What now? You're
cutting me off?
-On the contrary.
But we are doubling your tax.
-Double?
-To de-incentivize any
future bargain-hunting.
-I don't pay 10%.
-You'll let me know if
you change your mind.
-[ Angrily speaking Spanish ]
♪♪
[ Knock on door ]
-It's open.
-♪ The beast in me ♪
♪ Is caged by frail
and fragile bars ♪
♪ Restless by day and by night ♪
♪ Rants and rages at the stars ♪
♪ God help the beast in me ♪
♪ The beast in me ♪
♪ Has had to learn
to live with pain ♪
♪ And how to
shelter from the rain ♪
♪ And in the
twinkling of an eye ♪
♪ Might have to be restrained ♪
♪ God help the beast in me ♪
♪ Sometimes, it
tries to kid me ♪
♪ That it's just a teddy bear ♪
♪ Or even somehow manage ♪
♪ To vanish in the air ♪
♪ Then that is when
I must beware ♪
♪ Of the beast in me ♪
♪ That everybody knows ♪
♪ They've seen him out
dressed in my clothes ♪
♪ Patently unclear ♪
♪ If it's New York or New Year ♪
♪ God help ♪
♪ The beast in me ♪
♪ The beast in me ♪