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Even though Danny hadn't cheered me on, having my picture on the cover of the
top tabloid magazine in the world was my red carpet moment.
Just without all the flashing lights.
It wasn't fame.
Not quite.
It was better.
It was infamy.
After that day, everybody was talking about me.
My shot was on the cover of every magazine and not just tabloids.
respected publications.
I loved the attention and the anonymity.
I loved the power of knowing I had single -handedly created a scandal and
had a clue it was me.
And with my newfound confidence, I took more risks, got more shots, outed more
secrets. I was the puppet master playing God with all the false idols of
Hollywood. And the more pictures I took, the more addicted to my own celebrity I
became. I was famous, and yet nobody had a clue it was me.
I assume you know why I called you in.
You do know who I am.
Your publisher from The Dirty Dish told me you were trespassing on Ginny
Williams' property to get the shot.
Why would she tell you that?
One thing you're going to learn in this business is that everyone will stab you
in the back.
Eventually.
Okay, so...
Did you invite me to your house to give me a lesson in how the tabloid business
works? Because Marcy already gave that to me.
No.
I need you to get a photograph for me.
But there's a catch.
The only way to get this photo is by trespassing, which you clearly have no
problem with.
But if anyone...
finds out about it, or if you tell anyone, I'll bury you.
I'll fucking ruin your life.
Do you understand?
How much does it pay?
I didn't know where Chadwick was sending me.
or if this was a setup, or who he wanted me to shoot. He just gave me an address
and said, this is your time to shine.
And so I went, blindly.
I knew I had to prove myself so I can secure his trust.
And eventually, an ongoing gig with the biggest entertainment magazine in Los
Angeles.
The Rag Sheet.
I'm gonna go for a swim.
Where were you?
I was taking pictures of a couple out in Beverly Hills.
No you weren't.
Yes I was.
I know when you're lying to me.
Where were you?
Danny, is it going to be like this every time I get home from work?
A fucking interrogation?
If you make it a pattern of lying to me, then yeah.
I was out getting the biggest shot of my career.
Something that's going to be on the cover of every single magazine.
Oh, wow. It sounds like you're really making a difference.
Just because you don't have a job doesn't mean you get the shit on mine.
I actually make a lot of money now.
Wow.
You know what?
You're really becoming the exact type of person that you used to hate on
constantly. No, I'm not. Yeah, you are. You're getting sucked into it.
No, I'm not.
Yeah, you are. Money, fake power.
Real power.
I'm about to single -handedly destroy someone's career with one shot. Ew, and
you actually sound fucking proud of that.
God, you know what? I don't even know who you are anymore.
Like, what happened to that girl?
The real girl who used to take real photos of real things. Now that's
to be proud of. Not ruining someone's career.
I have to let you go. I gotta go.
You better be able to fix this, babe. The prick said he could fix anything.
Not a very good day, huh, guys?
Look, before you guys start blaming me, let me make one thing clear.
If I didn't do a story that every other tabloid was covering, it would have
raised a red flag.
How do we know that you didn't tip somebody off to Film Magazine?
What? It would make sense.
You're part of our inner circle.
Jesus, guys.
How long have I known about this for?
Why would I leak it now?
To ruin my chances this awards season.
Seriously, Liz?
Shit.
This is my lawyer. I gotta take this.
To ruin my chances this awards season? Are you serious, Liz?
You know it would be the easiest way to hurt me.
Look, I don't know about you, but I've accepted the fact that we can't be
together.
Have you?
Look, let's take a step back for a minute.
This could be a big opportunity for you.
Opportunity for what?
To live the life you've always wanted? To be with someone who can actually be
with you?
Leave Reed? Are you crazy? We built a legacy together.
Promise me you had nothing to do with this.
I had nothing to do with this. I would never hurt you.
Swear to me.
Swear on my life.
I swear on your life.
Look, I may still be in the tabloid business, but I have some integrity
left, and I thought you of all people would know that.
It just feels so violated.
You know?
We worked so hard to get to where we are.
And to have that all just be taken away... It won't, though.
How can you be so sure?
Because I won't let anything happen to you.
Because I control the media.
And I'll just print whatever story fixes it.
People will believe whatever I say because I printed it.
Do you know what you can do for me?
What?
You can find the fucking pap who did this, and you can exploit all of their
dirty secrets on your magazine.
I mean, that might be difficult.
People are really under the radar, and it's hard... But if you did that for me,
then I would know how serious you are about us.
But I thought you said... I know what I said.
But I want to know if you're serious about this.
take my shoes off. What was I thinking?
Yeah, I don't know where you want to go.
You're going to make me wait for it.
I'll just think about where I want you.
Okay. I want you to think about where I want you to go.
Thank you.
Goodbye now.
Yes. Fuck this.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
This is so good, baby.
I love that prank on my face.
God, yeah.
Oh my god, yes.
Yes, yes.
You remembered.
I love it when you do that. I fucking love it when you do that.
Yes, yes.
Cheers.
Yes, yes.
Nothing new.
Ah!
Yeah Yeah, yeah do it
Fuck me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yes, stay with me.
Stay with me.
Yes,
yes, yes.
God damn it.
Yes, baby.
Fuck off.
How quickly can you get that now?
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