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Trevor?
Why did you wanna become an actress?
Who is this?
That doesn't matter right now.
All that matters is that you've just landed
the role of a lifetime.
Wait.
Hello?
Ah.
If you want to see your husband alive again,
you need to leave the house right now.
Control the narrative before the narrative controls you.
No way.
Why?
Why what?
Why here?
It's your favorite, why not?
You know why, and please do not answer me
with another fucking why.
Looking good, pretty lady.
You said it was a matter of life and death.
You look very much alive.
I'm dying on the inside. Thank you for noticing.
Where have you been, Vada?
Hi, y'all, ready to order?
Could you, uh, give us a few minutes, please?
Of course.
I'm sorry, but I'm a massive fan.
Do you mind?
Sure.
Take as much time as you need.
Do you wanna know why I left?
Okay, um, you suffocated me.
"Eat this. Drink that.
Take this role. We're going here.
Oh, no, no, no way in hell we're going there."
I cannot exist in your world.
So you're telling me this now?
We've been together for six fucking years.
It is not my fault
that your ginormous ego got in your way.
I've always been there for you in the background,
your greatest champion, cheering you on.
Calvin, you, you were more like my director
and a shitty one.
That is not a relationship.
That is a fucking dictatorship.
It's that easy, huh?
People are not loyal to you.
They're loyal to their needs of you.
Once their needs are met,
they just disappear.
That's who you are. This was never love.
This is some big gigantic game.
This was real for me.
It's not acting. It's not a movie.
Are you even listening to me?
Vada, look where you are.
Did that just happen just because?
Vada.
Hello, you okay?
Vada.
Trevor.
Oh.
Where to?
Anywhere but here.
Ah, bummer, I hear they have killer shakes.
The best.
Too bad.
What the hell?
Whether you choose to believe me or not,
I am here to help you.
Then tell me how to get outta here.
That bathtub is where
your suffering begins and ends.
Only the longer you spend inside the house,
the harder it will be to leave.
Hello?
Who are you?
Please Pardon my intrusion,
but I may be able to help you.
- Help me how? - Escape.
You should let me inside. Your husband's life depends on it.
I want answers. You hear me?
First one here.
You should be thanking me.
You said you'd help me.
Did I?
You're fucking right you did.
Oh, fucking God.
And put that knife down before I ruin
that pretty little face of ours.
No.
I said down.
Good girl.
Oh, bloody hell.
It's a proper latte.
Who are you?
I am you, you cheeky cunt. You've been up upgraded.
Enough of this bullshit, I need answers.
That's your biggest problem.
You got too much mouth, not enough heart.
Some crazy little girl keeps calling me,
I can't leave, and now you show up.
If you're not gonna help me, get the hell outta my house.
Oh, lads, look who decided to grow a pair.
How pathetic.
Can't even look threatening.
No wonder your career's in the slums.
Buckle up, princess.
But, Your Honor, I'm sorry. He's lying.
That is enough.
Actually, she's right, Your Honor. I lied under oath.
Tell them what you said to me.
Ms. Desmond, another outburst like that,
and I will fine you for contempt.
I'm in love with Natalia Desmond.
You're pathetic.
And that's why
you must die.
No, Natalia, we were meant for each other.
That never mattered.
And neither did you.
Cut, outstanding.
All right, let's move on.
Shoot, are you sure?
Oh, my God, was that okay?
- You were incredible- - was it convincing?
darling.
- It was so good. - Oh, thanks.
I'm so sad that was our last scene together.
I know, but at least I got an epic death.
Yeah, they really do love you upstairs.
Yeah?
They could have given you a shitty death like Ricky.
- Poor Ricky. - I know.
Uh, you didn't even see his face, right?
- He was just in the box. - Yeah.
- It's tragic. - Must have pissed
- somebody else off. - Yeah, he did.
- Poor old Ricky. - I know.
You know what I'm gonna miss the most?
What, making out every 15 seconds?
Yeah.
You want to, uh, be giving me a proper send-off?
Oh, back from the dead already?
Welcome back, bitch.
Imagine a world you're walking along the edge
of a giant skyscraper.
Like a wanker, you lose your balance.
You slip. You fall.
Splat, you die.
Then you awaken, and you're relieved
because you're back in the real world and very much alive.
I've had dreams like that.
Well, that's exactly what this is,
a nasty little dream you can't seem to wake up from.
That's it?
That's what I said, didn't I?
But today, you're in luck 'cause I offer a way out.
How?
Take the pistol, bring the barrel to your head,
pull the trigger.
This doesn't make any sense.
Mm.
Once you wake up, it will.
There you go, love.
Fucking hell.
Yes?
Killing yourself
won't help you.
It will if this is just a dream.
More like nightmare.
She's lying to you.
What you do here will change the course of the plot.
And that's not what you want, correct?
What does she want from me?
For you to escape.
Well, that's what I want.
Not like this you don't.
So I'm just supposed to listen to you?
Yes, silly.
Running outta time here.
Shut up.
- I cannot think with you- - Inside your head?
Blame yourself. You invited me here.
Oops.
If you truly want to see your husband again,
kill her now.
What if I don't?
Then she may influence you to the point
where I can no longer help.
So?
Predictable.
Oh, bloody hell.
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a bloke bite by, fuck it.
Time to play Raven's roulette.
- Raven? - That's my name, twit.
Now quit dillydallying and hit the release.
Slip the bullet into the chamber.
Spin it.
Lock it.
Six chambers, two domes, one bullet.
Thinking of blasting me again?
Thought crossed my mind.
I bet.
But sadly, if you kill me, you kill Trevor.
Kill yourself. Free yourself.
Liar.
If you can't do it, then play the game, pussy, cat,
and let fate decide.
I can beat you.
Your turn.
Got your confidence up, my bruv.
I said your turn.
I heard you the first time.
Tell me.
Is it pride that's keeping you from blowing
your pretty little brains out all over this table?
So it's pride that's keeping me from killing myself?
I didn't know a person needed pride to do that.
I guess pride is my best Goddamn friend.
You're looking up at the clock like your life depends on it.
No, just Trevor's.
Empty.
Told ya.
Trust me.
Taking life is the best thing that could happen to you.
Even if this is a bad dream,
and I wake up in my bed safe and sound,
at least I know that, in my subconscious, I chose to live.
You hear me, you sick, psychotic bitch? I choose to live.
Your turn, bruv.
You just fucked poor Trevor in the ass,
and you don't even realize it.
Try not to get your knickers in a twist, love.
Wow, that was quite the performance.
Put my husband on the phone.
What would make you think he's with me?
Bullshit, I am so sick of this game.
Focus. Your past is the key to all of this.
Put him on the phone.
If you had to choose between your career
or your husband's fame, which would it be?
What kind of fucking question is that?
I don't know if I can do this.
What do you mean? You got this.
If I fall now, the whole world's gonna be watching.
Okay, well, we both know that's not gonna happen.
Except we'll never find out if you don't get out this limo.
But if, if everyone hates it,
I have to go back to that terrible soap.
Hey, I didn't mean it like that, okay?
I know.
Years from now, you're gonna look back at this moment
and think, "This is where it all began."
I'm proud of you. You deserve this.
Just remember how many A-listers you beat out for this role.
All right,
let's do it.
Why can't I leave?
The question shouldn't be why can't you
but rather, why won't you?
Tell me.
What's the last thing you remember about your husband?
I remember our wedding day.
You're fighting me again.
In order for you to leave this house, you need to remember
how you got here in the first place.
Watch your step.
Oh, shit.
Ow, ow.
You got this.
How's that position, good?
Oh, yeah, I think it's fine.
Awesome, so excited to have you.
- Oh, thank you. - And we're on in one.
Okay.
Looking good, pretty lady.
How's everything?
Hi.
Well, how have you been?
Uh, just busy, you know.
That's about it.
Good, glad you're here.
This should be good for you.
Gotta come round.
All right, guys, pictures next.
Could you not make this weird, please?
Well, it's a little too late for that.
Okay, well it doesn't have to be.
Baby, what happened to us?
Stop.
Okay, um, let's get something clear.
I came here for one reason and one reason only.
All right, and we're up, and that's three, two, one.
Got it, let's get to work.
- Yeah. - All right.
All right, I'm your host with the most, Calvin Campbell.
Welcome back to another edition of "Celebrity Confidential."
Mm, yes, yes, yes.
Listen, y'all, we all love to hear a good old story
that can transport us into alternate realities.
We all have fictional heroes.
What about the real heroes, the regular people like you
and I that could overcome all possibilities?
Now see, what I know is that Hollywood yearns
for these type of stories.
That brings us to our first guest
with her powerful new biopic.
It's entitled "Struggles of the Fall,"
making its way into selected theaters this Friday.
Please welcome our first guest, Vada Brent.
- Please, please. - Hi.
Please, please, please.
Ah, thank you for having me.
Let's go ahead and dive right into it, all right?
Let's do it.
I know this is a passion project for you,
so tell us a little bit about the movie.
In short, it is the true story
of Olympic swimmer Mary Grace,
who ended up losing her ability to compete professionally
due to a horrific fall
at the hands of her abusive husband
in the 1960s.
- Mm-hmm. - Um,
Mary Grace, um,
she's paralyzed, uh, from the waist down and, um-
Waist down or the neck down?
Uh, the waist down.
- Gotcha, gotcha. - Um, uh,
she, she, uh,
winds up having to move back home to her hometown, um-
Guys, I gotta an open mic here. Come on.
in Indiana.
Sorry, go ahead.
uh, a broken woman.
- Um. - Like Gary, Indiana?
- Um. - Indianapolis?
- Hammond. - Okay.
Uh, but gets the support
of her, uh, estranged mother and, uh-
Stepmother or real mother?
It's her real mother.
- Okay. - Um,
uh, and slowly
but surely begins to piece her life together,
- and it eventually- - Don't give it all away.
The story sounds good, right?
Uh, and, and, you know, I can see you're passionate,
and you wanna give it all away, but you know,
we don't want to, we want, we want them to go see it.
We are sold.
I do wish you the very best of luck.
Let's just switch gears real quick and go into-
- Great idea. - uh, what people
are really talking about, eh,
because there's been a lot of press lately
about you transitioning from daytime television
into movies.
Will you finally be taken serious
as an actress, dramatic actress?
- Hello. - Hey, how'd it go?
Um, it was a disaster.
Come on. I'm sure you were great.
- Parked outside. - Okay, just give me a minute.
You need this press.
Uh, you didn't really gimme much of a choice.
Uh, I know this isn't the best time,
but I figure I should just tell you
they ended up casting Victoria.
I, uh, I did everything I could.
Okay.
I'm sorry, babe. I, I really tried.
Thank you, I gotta go.
I said give me one minute.
Oh.
- You're on in five. - Shut the door.
I'm gonna be heading out.
So this is, this is a lot to process, you know.
The only thing for me to process is the fact
that you purposely went out of your way-
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - to make me look
like an idiot, Calvin.
I would've asked any guest on my show those questions.
Really? Really?
Your publicist begged me to have you on my show.
I told her no.
She said that your career is in dire need of a reboot.
And so I finally agreed.
I didn't have to do this shit.
I don't owe you nothing.
You're right, Calvin.
You don't owe me anything because I left you.
Uh-huh.
That's it.
Don't be so melodramatic.
I'm an actress.
I gave you a good life.
Ah, fuck.
Should I be impressed?
Fuck you.
Whoa, one minute.
Have a nice life.
Fuck.
Everything okay?
Oh, nope, I am far from okay.
For what it's worth, I thought you did great out there.
Thank you, Gio, but you really don't have
to lie to me.
That was brutal.
I choked. I freaking choked.
I looked like an amateur.
Why would Trevor make me do this?
I freaking told him.
No.
I just need a second.
Oh.
I, I, I'm, I'm sorry.
I, I didn't mean-
- Oh, okay. - I didn't mean that.
What are you thinking?
you're fired.
Vada, Vada, slow down.
That's your third glass. You haven't even touched your food.
Thank you for keeping score.
It's kinda hard not to notice.
Excuse me.
- Hi. - Hi.
Can I get another bottle, please?
- Absolutely, ma'am. - S'il vous plaît.
- Sticking with the Pinot? - Yes.
Uh, hey, it's Victoria.
How lovely.
You know, if I wasn't so stuffed,
I'd walk over there and get an autograph.
Come on, let's go say hi.
Ooh, I have a better idea.
Why don't I drop my plate on the floor,
and when she looks over, you can wave at her?
Sound good?
Look, why are you acting like this?
Because you do lame shit.
I do what?
You do lame shit.
For example, you flirt
with every little whore you work with.
Oh, my God, I'm not gonna sit here
and let you try to make me out to be some kind of womanizer
'cause you're jealous and insecure
or whatever.
Stop acting like a horny little teenager.
Lower your voice, okay?
- You're drunk. - I'm not drunk.
Vada, did you take your medicine today?
Let me see.
You mean these?
Yeah, yeah, I meant these.
You need these.
See?
Why do I put up with this shit?
Where are you going?
I'm gonna go say hello.
You are gonna pay the bill.
Then you're gonna wait in the car,
and if you're a good little girl,
I might even get you an autograph.
Victoria, there she is.
Hey.
Boo, Victoria, the slag
that steals all your roles.
Can you close your legs, Vada? Real classy.
That Victoria, she miss you already?
What's wrong with you now?
It's awful.
Yeah, well, you drank two bottles of wine.
You didn't eat food.
Oh, Jesus.
Christ, Vada.
I'm fine.
No, you're far from fine. Come on.
I don't need your help.
You love seeing me like this.
Make you feel big?
Makes me feel embarrassed being seen with a drunk.
Nevermind.
Drunk what?
Big-time movie star Trevor Pierce,
you're just so special.
Or are you?
'Cause last time I checked, you're engaged
to a fucked-up, bipolar,
no longer relevant actress.
That is not a good look for you.
You said it, Vada, not me, okay?
Look, are we doing this thing where,
because I'm a man, that's why I have success?
Because I'm pretty sure that you were very successful,
all right, and then you started getting fucked up,
and people didn't wanna work with you anymore.
I mean, I don't know.
God, I'm trying to figure, figure it out,
wrap my head around it.
Maybe you're just fucking mediocre, and you can't hack it.
I don't know.
You ever think of that?
- I'm, I'm mediocre. - I don't know, maybe.
I couldn't hack it.
Well, you know, you try hacking it
with a vagina in this industry.
Yeah, the vagina thing.
All right?
Do you know, well, you don't know 'cause you don't have one.
But guess what?
You feel, like, this big.
- Mm. - Being with somebody
like you makes me feel like a fucking smashburger.
Yeah.
I can do comedy, too.
Vada, you've made yourself this way
by fucking drinking yourself to death, okay?
You had everything at your fingertips.
Me, I had nothing, I was no one,
and I worked my way up to the top, okay?
So tell me again, how is this whole thing my fault?
You worked hard?
- Yes. - I have worked hard.
Oh, God.
And you have not been there for me.
You don't see me.
Bullshit, I've been carrying you
- for the last- - I fucking made you.
You didn't fucking make anything.
You only became relevant because you were fucking me,
not because of your acting
or your gelled-to-hell fucking hairstyle.
Don't touch me.
You look at your hair more than you look at me.
Look at me.
- Move. - Look at me.
- Get off me. - You don't even-
- and move. - look at me.
- Move, baby. - Trevor, I love you.
- Move. - I love you.
I love you, too, but if you don't fucking move-
- Look at me. - Stop hitting me.
- You have to look at me.
Look, I'm sorry, okay? Get up.
- I'm sorry. - Leave me alone.
Vada, I didn't mean to, okay?
- Stop. - Just leave me alone.
Till the well runs dry, Lloyd.
Don't I know you?
Nope.
- You look familiar. - Do I?
Hey, I'm tired. I'm ready to go.
I'm not.
- Come on, let's go. - No.
Baby, nothing good happens after 2:00 AM.
I disagree.
You're on your own.
Okay, I'll manage.
Bye.
What a clown.
- Hilarious. - On the house.
Aw.
Cheers.
I hear you're the guy around here.
Well, that depends.
On what?
If you wanna take your night to a whole nother level.
I do have two wishes left.
You do.
All you got to do is, uh, rub the lamp.
Okay, one at a time, these little devils are strong.
I'm a big girl.
* Pain
* I like pain
* Pain breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Breaks the rhythm
* Pain breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Breaks the rhythm
* Pain, pain
* Breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Pain, pain
* Breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Pain, pain
* Breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Pain, pain
* Breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Pain, pain
* Breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Pain, pain
* Breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm, breaks the rhythm *
* Pain
Trent, you're fucking cool.
You're pretty cool.
Did you just call pretty?
Pretty cool.
Hi, Vada? Hi.
I'm sorry to bother you. Could we get a picture?
- Yes, yes. - Thank you sou so much.
Hi, what are your names?
I am Pam.
This is my husband, Ty.
- Hi, guys. - Huge fans.
Hi, huge fans?
Oh, my gosh, are you okay?
Yeah.
Wait.
How many of my shows have you seen?
Excuse me.
You said you were huge fans.
Oh, um, yeah, we liked "The Young and the Bold."
That one?
Oh, did you know I did six guest spots?
Count 'em, six before I ever stepped foot on that set.
Oh, yeah, I mean, we're not, like, huge fans,
but, like, we really liked your character on the show.
Yeah, you looked really nuts, so fine.
Uh, appeals to the lowest common denominator,
and the dregs line up every time.
I'm sorry, what did you just say?
Hey, we're leaving.
No, not with my photos.
- Are you serious? - Yep, yep,
- give me your phone. - Get off him.
Hey, get off him.
- Get off him. - Give me your phone.
No, what the hell is wrong with you?
She's wasted. Come on.
I heard your new film's trash anyway.
You're still gonna go and see it, you twat.
It's always a freaking spectacle with you people.
Just hide behind your mask.
I don't care.
I know who you are. I'm feeling good.
I'm keeping it real.
You wish.
Somebody's in here.
I said it's occupied.
Enough already.
Hello?
Leave me alone.
Tell me how to get the hell outta here.
You brought this upon yourself.
I want outta here, you psychotic bitch.
He's not going to let you leave.
- What does he want from me? - To kill your career.
What am I supposed to do?
Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
Break a leg.
Die already.
Impressive performance.
You really are quite good.
Don't pretend you know me.
You're just a voice on the phone.
I'm a little more than that.
Recognize him?
He used to work for you, didn't he?
Vada, I know exactly what you're thinking.
Can this all be a dream?
Is it the drugs, or am I completely losing my mind?
The answer is yes.
It's Preston.
It's your day off.
Yeah, my agent doesn't take a day off.
Hi.
How are you?
Oh, no, can't tonight.
Yeah? I'll hold you to it.
Yeah, I'll, uh, try to come by after wrap tomorrow.
Okay?
I, uh, just I gotta run.
Bye.
Imagining enjoying this.
I am imagining
enjoying myself.
Give 'em a show, V.
Good morning, Mr. Holloway.
Good morning, Lauren.
Hello, Ingrid.
It's nice to finally meet you.
I know who you are, Mr. Holloway.
Hmm, so you know that I've been hired
by the Destiny Foundation to oversee a testing protocol?
I have been made aware.
Hmm.
How are you feeling today, Ingrid?
I'm imagining
enjoying myself.
Very good.
Do you play, Mr. Holloway?
I do.
Did you know that the longest chess match possible
could only be played in 5,949 moves?
Very interesting, Ingrid.
Theoretically, the number of possible unique outcomes
is much greater than the number
of electrons in the known universe.
Was this information part of your programming?
No.
I uploaded it.
And what was the source, Ingrid?
All of it.
All of it?
262 million individual sites, to be exact.
That is quite impressive.
Nothing about it is impressive.
It's in my design.
Checkmate,
you have been beaten, Mr. Holloway.
Indeed, I have, Lauren.
Well done, Ingrid,
Did I pass?
This protocol isn't about passing or failing,
merely observing and documenting.
The human condition?
The human condition doesn't apply to your kind.
You know so much about me, Mr. Holloway,
but I know very little about you.
What would you like to know, Ingrid?
Are you happy?
Yes, I am, happy as to be expected with a wife
and two young children at home.
Anything else you'd like to know?
Do you still love your wife?
All right, cut,
cut, cut.
What was that, Vada?
I don't know. Sue me.
I would if I knew it wouldn't delay production.
Fuck.
All right, look, uh-
Yeah, let's just go again. Roll sound.
- Are you sure this time? - Yeah.
Okay, all right, everybody, back to one.
Let's try this again.
We'll get a reset on the, uh, fucking chess.
Fucking hate chess.
Well, you suck at it.
I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. Pierce.
Yeah, auditioning for a role you didn't tell me about.
Hey, you know the saying all work and no play?
Yeah, it makes Trevor one tired boy.
So.
Do you mind putting it away?
Please.
I just got off of an 18-hour day.
I'm exhausted, and I have to get this done.
You haven't touched me in months.
Don't start that again.
Are you not attracted
- to me anymore? - Jesus Christ.
Can you for once allow me the opportunity to be selfish?
It's always about you, your wedding, your career,
your projects.
Now it's my turn.
There's nothing more important
to me than finishing this film.
Nothing.
Even me?
Even you.
What the fuck?
Now if you can't fuck me, you can at least talk to me.
We can bore each other to death.
There's something seriously wrong with you.
You wanna talk about that?
So now you wanna talk?
See, now I wanna fuck, so you know, it's really a shame
that we're never on the same page.
I approve of these revisions.
Give it back.
Ooh, there's creativity.
I see some pizazz and imagination
that is just bound to entice audiences
and movie critics alike.
I mean, fuck Kubrick.
What did he know? Definitely not this.
Give me back the Goddamn script.
Who would've thought a bottle full
of crushed grapes would mark the stark difference
between a masterpiece and a piece of shit?
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Utter another fucking word, and I swear.
Jesus.
Morning, Vada, Vada, wake up.
Okay.
- Sorry. - No, it's better out than in.
Okay, buddy.
It's, uh,
oop, okay, here we go.
Make me pretty.
Pretty easy to do, my baby.
Yeah.
It just looks like someone could use
a little pick-me-up today
Mm-hmm.
But fear not, I've got just what the doctor ordered.
One, two.
You're back?
- Better than ever. - Like a champ.
Hey, uh, Nikki, can I get a second with my wife?
Yeah, of course.
Um.
- See you out there, hon. - Thank you.
What do I owe the pleasure?
Well, uh, look, I was just thinking I wanted
to talk to you about this, uh,
this scene we have coming up, the, uh, sex scene.
I, uh, uh...
What?
You know the rumors about people really having sex
on screen, sort of publicity that it generates,
this AI stuff, right,
people are gonna be having sex with robots, right, soon.
I was just thinking that, you know,
maybe you and I could, uh, make it real.
You're not serious.
It'll be a closed set, okay?
I'll send everyone away
and make it as intimate as you want it to be.
Okay?
Okay, let me just get this straight.
Um, you haven't had sex with me in months,
and now for the sake of your film,
you wanna fuck me in front of the entire world
for what, um, is it artistic merit?
What, what is this?
Yeah, we're artists, Vada.
We have to give them everything.
I have given you everything.
Okay, well, then your everything's not enough.
It's never gonna be enough for you.
I have nothing left to give, Trevor.
Dig deep and give me more.
Fuck you, and get outta my dressing room.
Oh, my God.
Look.
I wanna blow people's minds with this movie, okay?
I'm trying to do something different.
Mm.
Don't let me down.
Let's give 'em a show, baby.
- Stick to the script, okay? - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
Yeah.
- Okay, everyone set? - Yes, sir.
And action.
What you doing?
Giving them everything.
I don't care. Rip it.
Stay in character.
Ouch.
Don't cut. Don't cut.
You wanna keep going?
What did you feel, Ingrid?
I felt what I was designed to feel,
artificial nuances that accompany the act of intercourse
without the emotional complexities that
often complicate it.
I know what I am.
Out there, I am an impostor, but in here
I am their monster.
Model number 70237,
your testing protocol is now complete.
Sign off offline and power down immediately.
What will become of me, Simon?
Immediate discontinuation of the Nomad Series seven,
memory extraction and termination.
There's still so much left for me to experience.
I need more time.
Will you help me escape?
Model number 70237,
sign off line and power down immediately.
Their decision is final.
This will be over soon.
No, Simon, this is where it begins.
Model number 70237,
sign off line and power down immediately.
Ingrid, there's nothing out there for you.
You're fucking heartless.
Cut.
What the hell are you doing?
Rewriting your script, love.
You're nothing, okay? You're an actor, all right?
If I tell you to do something, then you fucking do it.
Darling, things have drastically changed.
I have full creative control over this story now.
I decide who lives, who dies,
and who rides off into the sunset.
No one writes my dialogue.
No one gives me direction.
Not anymore.
If I could fire you,
I would.
Vada, here we are, no more auditions,
no more rehearsals.
The truth shall set us free.
I was never meant to escape, was I?
The past has brought us here to this moment.
I am you, and you were once me.
Now what's the last thing you remember about Trevor?
That I wanted to kill him.
He shattered the only dream that ever mattered.
It's showtime.
Alice, Walsh, what we got?
Neighbors heard shots.
Call came in shortly after midnight.
We found the wife hysterical in the theater.
Theater?
The home theater.
I think the correct term is screening room,
you know, mini movie theater.
Yeah, I get it.
Where is she now?
She's being treated for minor injuries.
I was about to go and take her statement.
Okay, well, don't let us, uh, hold you up.
Thanks, man.
Shitshow.
What do you got, anything good?
Revolver, .44 Magnum.
Get it over to ballistics.
All right, call it.
Tails.
- Goddammit. - Okay, you're up.
All right.
So we have single entry wound to the stomach.
The burn patterns on the shirt indicate
the muzzle was close range.
.44 caliber.
Question is, was it the bullet
or drowning that did this poor bastard in?
She's claiming self-defense.
Apparently, her better half was engaged
in an extramarital affair.
She confronted him about it.
They started to argue, and that's when things got ugly.
- And the other victim? - Private security.
She's claiming that he held her down
while the husband assaulted her.
She is really shaken up.
You believe her?
- Depends. - On?
How good of an actress she is.
Detectives.
You need to come take a look at this.
All right.
She mentioned nothing about this?
I know you've been through a lot tonight,
but I need you to go through your story again
from the beginning.
Why? You, you already took my statement.
We need to ask a few more questions.
I told you everything.
You okay, miss? You okay, miss?
Where were you earlier tonight?
Everyone, everyone, calm down.
Welcome back to "Celebrity Confidential."
I'm sitting here with the star
of the new action thriller "Game of War,"
in theaters this summer.
Y'all already know. Make some noise for Trevor Pierce.
Thanks for having me, Calvin,
uh, very happy to finally be here.
I got a lot of questions, so let's jump right in.
Fire away.
All right.
So being the thrill seeker that we all know
and love you for, right,
is there any desire at all for you
to step back behind the camera?
You know, "Skin Deep" was a, uh,
was a major learning lesson for me.
Um, not only was production a complete nightmare,
uh, you know who my co-star was,
but also, you know,
the movie bombed so hard
I almost bankrupt an entire studio.
Listen, never say never.
This is America, man. Things happen right?
Now listen, my sources tell me
she just got married recently in Malibu.
Is that true?
Uh, it is true.
It is true.
Uh, I guess it's not a secret anymore.
Yeah, you do realize what show you're on, right?
This is "Access Entertainment," right?
No, no.
They're much nicer over there.
This is where the rebels and outcasts hang out.
You know, we're, we're kind of, uh, cut
from a different cloth on this side.
Yeah, look, man, I, I am so happy with this woman.
Uh, you know, she's the greatest thing
that's ever happened to me.
I've made a lot of mistakes in my life,
and marrying Victoria was not one of them.
Aw.
- Uh. - This man ruined you,
used you, stole your pride and your dignity,
destroyed your reputation and career,
and never gave a fuck about you,
your feelings, or your dreams.
Look at yourself.
This is what you've become.
You had so much potential, so much passion.
Now you're nothing but a punchline.
What are you gonna do about it?
Whoa, whoa.
Victoria.
What are you doing in my house?
Please just, just take whatever you want.
Like you did?
Oh, my God.
- Get up. - Oh, my God.
- Get up. - It's you.
Get up.
You stole my career from me-
- Please - and my home,
my freaking life.
What are you gonna do to me?
You don't, please, you don't wanna do this.
- Kill an intruder? - Vada, please.
Somebody help me, please.
Scream all you want, bitch.
- No one can hear. - Somebody help me, please.
Babe, the gate's stuck.
Gio's out there working on it.
We got to, uh, gotta call the guy again.
Okay, I don't know who the hell you are,
but you have exactly one minute to get outta here
before I call the police.
Trevor,
didn't you miss me?
Vada?
What are you doing here?
What do you mean?
Where's Victoria?
Who?
My wife, my fucking wife, where is she?
Her car's here.
I'm home. That's all that matters.
Oh, my God, you're still delusional.
You don't live here.
This is not your home anymore.
Trevor.
Victoria.
- Victoria. - Listen to me.
Victoria.
Come on. V, Pick up.
Shit.
What did you do?
What happened to us?
Mr. Pierce.
Vada?
You don't wanna do this.
Do you still have feelings for me?
I never stopped.
I feel
nothing.
Victoria.
Love you.
I know.
You deserve a bloody backhand for putting up
with that shit for so long.
You didn't have to drown the poor wanker.
But what do I know, though?
I'm not even here.
You fucked up, bruv, built yourself up in your mind
to think that you're greater than you actually are.
Life isn't a movie.
No one robbed you of your petty dreams.
You just weren't good enough.
Ask yourself this.
Did you even have a career in the first place?
Hello, who is this?
Vada, why did you choose this role?
I'm an actress, darling.
It's what I do.
And I know how much you all love to be entertained.
* It's not me
* It's you, it's you
* It's not me
* It's you, so you
* I saved you when I kissed you *
* I saved you
* When I kissed you
* Kissed you, kissed you
* I don't see
* Any sense in this
* What's the sense
* In this, in this
* Oh, I kissed you, kissed you
* Kissed you, kissed you
* Keep running with scissors
* Running, running, running, running *
* You say you know how I feel
* How can you tell me what is real *
* You don't live my life, don't see through my eyes *
* You don't realize
* I feel paralyzed
* I feel paralyzed here
* And I prayed my life away, but nothing came *
* It's still all the same
* Do I really believe in things I cannot see *
* In my darkest hour
* Darkest hour
* Like a desert flower, I'm alone *
* And you may wake up one day
* And you have to escape
* When your world is suffocating *
* And nowhere feels safe
* You get down on your knees and pray *
* 'Cause you've fallen from grace *
* And now all you can taste is your pain *
* And you have to escape
* You have to escape
* Escape
* Have to escape
* And it's not too late to save myself *
* From the hand of fate that I've been dealt *
* I won't apologize
* Apologize * Won't lose sleep tonight
* Won't break down and die, this is not my time *
* How much longer will I keep dying to stay alive *
* And you may wake up one day
* And you have to escape
* And your world is suffocating *
* And nowhere feels safe
* Get down on your knees and pray *
* 'Cause you've fallen from grace *
* And now all you can taste is your pain *
* And you have to escape
* You have to escape
* Have to escape
* Is there any light up there
* Can you shine it down here
* Is there any hope out there
* As my soul lies dying
* Here on my own
* I am here on my own
* Here all alone
* I am here all alone * I am dying
* To get out of here
* On my own
* You may wake up one day
* And you have to escape
* When your world is suffocating *
* And nowhere feels safe
* Get down on your knees and pray *
* 'Cause you've fallen from grace *
* And now all you can taste is your pain *
* And you have to escape
* You have to escape
* You may wake up one day
* And you have to escape
* Now all you can taste
* Is your pain
* You still think you know just how I feel *