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It's from your bank heist picture. It's movie money.
[Ruth] Take two! Action!
[speaking Spanish]
[grunts]
Oh, yes. This is it.
Hmm. Of course you could do Shakespeare.
He will do anything for cash.
Camera! And motherfucking sound!
It's brandy mixed with ether.
[sniffs]
Okay, here's the shot.
[engine revving] [tires screeching]
I got the ticket to the premiere. Nellie! Nellie, I love you!
So how's your movie? It's shit.
This looks so much better. [laughs]
Nellie LaRoy. In French.
Great. For this next take... Yeah.
Can you do that, Irv?
Is there a doctor? No.
Fifty cents.
See my point? Come on.
[breathing heavily]
Action. [squeaks]
Manuel Torres.
I'm Nellie LaRoy's dad.
...feel special.
[tires screech]
Yeah, it's coming together. This is much better. Remember that energy.
[whistling]
Evening, Madame. Lovely to see you. I have to steal him, I'm afraid.
They took me... ¿Como? How?
And a Hearst invite has come in for Miss LaRoy.
[crying]
Pow! [laughing]
[laughing]
Such a shame, yeah. It's sad.
And I'm going to bed.
[James] This is the kind of thing your industry needs.
Don't give her anything, pendejo. Anything!
Don't we owe him more than the same old shit?
[Nellie] "Roy" means "king," remember?
I'm so sorry, God.
Something important. To be part of something important.
Just put down "one horse" and your signature right there.
Sorry, what... No, I didn't...
[screaming]
Actually, I got one.
Just don't let Olga shoot me. Okay.
Stop it! You are not fucking Italian!
And with sync sound, which, who knows,
Manny! Manny, come up here.
It's gone. [stammering]
[babbling] Tell me that...
What's your name?
There? Yeah.
Sure, Elinor. Why?
Cut.
[explosion]
What happened to the tits part?
Please. [speaking Spanish]
Something that lasts, that means something.
[fan 3] Please, Nellie!
Yeah. Find it out here.
[sobs, stops]
No. Eh...
Manny, I shouldn't...
Billie Dove? Why not?
Up. Up.
[crew member] Mark.
Well, I guess the movie isn't a hit.
[Elinor responds in French] [laughter]
Oh, hi. Do you have any coke?
I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you. Do you understand?
[explosion]
Okay, we'll...
Kid, I'll never forget it.
Nell, you must have some good ones. Well, I-I...
Jack?
If I can dance, I bet I can sing.
[whirring]
though you breathed your last before he breathed his first.
You're not! You're not fucking better than me.
[announcer] Shh.
Might you go to the stage to gain more experience?
I sold him keys a while back. He works for McKay.
[knock on door]
I find the studios' committees for the casting of Negroes inspiring, don't you?
I've always helped you, and all you've done is break my heart!
I thought you were just excited about the idea.
Scene 17, take seven. Mark.
Hey, you two with the camera! Do you know who I am?
[rings]
Eyes water.
Don't speak Cantonese to me. All right.
This is bullshit.
All right, um...
I don't have the money to pay them. I don't have...
And you'll never get Gloria Swanson. Why no Swanson?
[Ruth] Are you fucking... She can't cry.
This is Manny.
Billy, come on.
It's the ones who go to Beverly Hills
It's a winner, Jack.
No, no, no! Back off, cabrones! Back off now!
[music continues playing]
You're going back out there. I'm having a heart attack.
When you gonna do something? Why you worried about Joe?
[Jonathan] Gerald, have you heard about the new Ellis Engel picture?
Eighty-five grand.
You don't say. The Dean! Well, how you doin'?
any time someone threads a frame of yours through a sprocket,
[grunting]
[guests gasping, clamoring]
Keep watching.
[crowd] No, no, no! [Jack] Yes!
There's a new sensibility now.
I'm just gonna be a minute, okay?
[The Count] Okay.
Who was it this time? [panting]
you playing fucking flat.
Sì. Sì.
And Jonathan and Harriet Rothschild.
You give 'em that card, you tell 'em you work for Munn.
Don't you know what a red light means?
See, but you,
Hey! Next part. Miss Moore'll come in.
This is who they found.
[grunts]
Thank you.
[people whooping]
Whoo!
Perfection!
Is that gum?
That one near her, okay? [phone ringing]
[romantic music playing]
She has killed our grandmothers,
Hi.
We roll, we roll! We are losing the light!
It won't help Nellie with the Hearst crowd.
Well, if you'll excuse me...
I shan't be long. Ta-ta!
Then I'm gonna have to recalibrate the whole room. Okay, okay. Okay.
Of course, now you can't gamble in LA. You been to Cal-Neva?
It's a disease.
All art aspires to music.
Georgie, what's up Von Cheeseburger's ass today? [sighs]
...of the Rising Sun...
[in French]
Sir?
Hundred more conversations just like this one,
[groans]
Oh, come on, boys, it's just on the other side.
Just a suggestion.
Gracias.
See you in ten minutes, cabrón. Ten minutes.
[Jack] Listen, Catherine. I don't care if they find us.
You're very lucky I don't report you.
Jack? [person] Nellie!
I think we have a problem.
[coin clattering]
[laughing]
I just want to be part of something bigger.
My dad's diner and the...
Look, sir... [elephant trumpets]
[sucking]
[crew] Oh, my God, it's a fire!
If I could just fucking defend... Yeah... Fighting...
I'll do anything.
Max! Yes.
Sir! Sir, sir! Sir, can I borrow that?
[up-tempo jazz playing] And action, Miss Moore.
Get dressed. We are going now. I'm not going to Mexico. Are you crazy?
I can leave. Please, please.
[sobbing]
Yeah.
I am not the best joke teller.
"I've been in fashion shows too.
And I like making 'em squirm.
We'll go to the border and we'll go down south
And nice to meet you, sir.
Yeah?