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(thunder clapping)

(phone ringing)

- [Vada] Trevor?

- [Caller] Why did you wanna become an actress?

- Who is this?

- [Caller] That doesn't matter right now.

All that matters is that you've just landed

the role of a lifetime.

- Wait. (thunder clapping)

Hello?

(buttons clicking)

Ah. (thunder clapping)

(buttons clicking)

- [Caller] 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.

(phone beeping)

(feet pattering)

(door clattering)

(brooding music) (thunder clapping)

(water splashing)

(Vada coughing)

(Vada gasping)

- No way.

(suspenseful music)

(Vada exhales)

(keys clanking)

(door clattering) (engine churning)

(engine roaring) (suspenseful music continues)

(tires screeching)

(water splashing)

(Vada coughing)

(Vada groaning)

(feet pattering)

(curtains rustling)

(dog barking) (rain pattering)

(thunder clapping)

(Vada gasping) (pensive music)

(foot thudding)

(thunder rumbling) (rain pattering)

(mellow music)

(bells clinking)

(door squeaking)

(customers chattering indistinctly)

(glass thudding)

Why?

- Why what? (glass rasping)

- Why here?

- It's your favorite, why not?

- You know why, and please do not answer me

with another fucking why.

(glass rasping)

(Calvin exhales)

- 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?

(paper rustling)

- 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.

(pen rasping)

- [Waitress] Take as much time as you need.

(footsteps plodding)

- 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.

(Vada laughing)

- 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, (pensive music)

they just disappear.

(brooding music)

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?

(glass rasping)

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music)

Vada.

(door clattering)

Vada.

(door squeaking)

(door clattering)

(traffic whooshing) (pensive music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

(Trevor laughs)

- Hello, you okay?

(Vada exhales)

- Vada.

- Trevor.

- Oh. (laughs)

Where to?

- Anywhere but here.

- Ah, bummer, I hear they have killer shakes.

- The best.

(Trevor laughing)

- Too bad.

(key clanking)

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(engine rumbling) (laid-back music continues)

(rain pattering)

(thunder clapping)

(brooding music)

(thunder clapping) (rain continues pattering)

(thunder clapping)

(water splashing)

(Vada gasping and coughing)

- What the hell?

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(pensive music)

(phone ringing)

- [Caller] Whether you choose to believe me or not,

I am here to help you.

- Then tell me how to get outta here.

- [Caller] That bathtub is

where your suffering begins and ends.

Only the longer you spend inside the house,

the harder it will be to leave.

(clock chiming)

- Hello?

Hello? (tone beeping)

(Vada sighs)

(feet pattering)

(clock chiming)

(knife rasping)

(thunder clapping)

(clock chiming)

(thunder clapping) (clock continues chiming)

(finger tapping) (display whirs)

Who are you?

- Please Pardon my intrusion,

but I may be able to help you.

(thunder clapping)

- Help me how? - Escape.

You should let me inside. Your husband's life depends on it.

(thunder clapping)

- I want answers. You hear me?

(finger tapping)

(thunder clapping)

(visitor breathing heavily)

(gate squeaking)

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(umbrella whooshing) (pensive music continues)

(hand knocking)

(latch clicking)

(door squeaking) (footsteps plodding)

(thunder clapping)

(items clattering)

(thunder clapping) (pensive music)

(cup thudding)

(liquid sloshing)

- [Visitor] First one here.

You should be thanking me.

- You said you'd help me.

- (sighs) Did I?

- You're fucking right you did.

- Oh, fucking God.

(dramatic music)

And put that knife down before I ruin

that pretty little face of ours.

- No.

- I said down.

(knife clanging) (rain pattering)

Good girl.

(gun rasping) (pensive music continues)

(cup clanking)

(thunder clapping)

Oh, bloody hell.

It's a proper latte. (finger tapping)

- Who are you?

- I am you, you cheeky cunt. You've been up upgraded.

(coffee sloshing) (class shattering)

(footsteps plodding)

(knife rasping)

(gentle piano music) (thunder rumbling)

(thunder clapping)

(gentle piano music continues)

(thunder clapping)

(keys trilling)

(liquid sloshing)

(eerie music)

(Vada groans)

(visitor exhales and burps)

- Enough of this bullshit, I need answers.

(glass shattering)

(piano resonating)

- 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.

(thunder clapping)

How pathetic.

Can't even look threatening.

No wonder your career's in the slums.

(Vada screaming)

(hand thudding)

(knife clattering)

Buckle up, princess.

(fist and gavel thudding)

- But, Your Honor, I'm sorry. He's lying.

- That is enough.

(Natalia whimpering)

- Actually, she's right, Your Honor. I lied under oath.

(attendees gasping)

- Tell them what you said to me.

- Ms. Desmond, another outburst like that,

and I will find you for contempt.

- I'm in love with Natalia Desmond.

(attendees gasping)

(Natalia breathing heavily)

- You're pathetic.

And that's why

(attendees screaming)

you must die.

- No, Natalia, we were meant for each other.

(gunshot blasting) (attendee screaming)

(body thudding) (somber music)

(attendees chattering indistinctly)

(hands thudding) (pensive music)

(attendees chattering indistinctly)

(body thudding) (defendant gasping)

- That never mattered.

(defendant groans)

And neither did you.

- [Director] Cut, outstanding. (bell ringing)

All right, let's move on.

- Shoot, are you sure?

(hands smacking)

Oh, my God, was that okay?

- You were incredible- - was it convincing?

- darling. (laughs)

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.

(footsteps plodding)

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?

(footsteps plodding)

(body thudding)

(crew chattering indistinctly)

(curtains rustling)

(brooding music)

(thunder rumbling)

(thunder clapping) (brooding music continues)

(visitor sniffing)

(thunder clapping)

(Vada groaning)

- Welcome back, bitch.

(Vada inhales and exhales)

Imagine a world you're walking along the edge

(knife rasping) 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?

(knife rasping)

(knife clattering) (thunder clapping)

But today, you're in luck 'cause I offer a way out.

- How?

(gun thudding)

(gun rasping and clattering)

(brooding music continues)

- Take the pistol, bring the barrel to your head,

pull the trigger.

- This doesn't make any sense.

(lighter clinking) - Mm.

(lighter clanking) (visitor exhales)

- Once you wake up, it will.

(lighter thudding)

(gun clanking)

There you go, love.

(Vada breathing erratically)

(phone ringing)

(gun clanking)

Fucking hell.

- Yes?

- [Caller] Killing yourself

won't help you. (lips fluttering)

- It will if this is just a dream.

- More like nightmare.

(thunder clapping)

- [Caller] 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?

- [Caller] For you to escape.

- Well, that's what I want.

- [Caller] Not like this you don't.

- So I'm just supposed to listen to you?

- [Caller] Yes, silly. (lighter clanking)

- Running outta time here.

(gun clanking)

- Shut up.

I cannot think with you- - Inside your head?

Blame yourself. You invited me here.

Oops.

- [Caller] If you truly want to see your husband again,

kill her now. (lips fluttering)

- What if I don't?

- [Caller] Then she may influence you to the point

where I can no longer help.

(Vada whimpers)

(tone beeping) (thunder rumbling)

- So?

(trigger clanking)

Predictable. (hand thudding)

(gun clattering)

Oh, bloody hell.

(bullets clinking)

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a bloke bite by, fuck it.

(bullet rasping)

(air whooshing)

(tongue slurping)

(Vada groaning) (suspenseful music)

(Vada coughing) (bullet clanking)

(Vada gasping)

Time to play Raven's roulette.

(brooding music)

- Raven? - That's my name, twit.

Now quit dillydallying and hit the release.

(bullet clanking and rasping)

(thunder rumbling)

(finger rasping)

Slip the bullet into the chamber.

(bullet clinking)

Spin it.

(cylinder rattling)

Lock it.

(gun clanking)

Six chambers, two domes, one bullet.

(brooding music continues)

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.

(gun clanking)

(thunder clapping)

- I can beat you.

(brooding music continues)

(Vada whimpers)

(trigger clicking)

(gun thudding)

- Your turn. (gun rasping)

- Got your confidence up, my bruv.

- I said your turn.

(gun clanking)

- I heard you the first time.

(trigger clicking)

(gun thudding)

Tell me.

(gun rasping)

Is it pride that's keeping you from blowing

your pretty little brains out all over this table?

(gun clanking)

- So it's pride that's keeping me from killing myself?

I didn't know a person needed pride to do that.

(trigger clicking) (Vada grunts)

I guess pride is my best Goddamn friend.

(gun rasping)

(hand thudding)

(clock ticking)

You're looking up at the clock like your life depends on it.

- No, just Trevor's.

(gun clanking)

(lips smacking)

Empty.

(trigger clicking)

Told ya.

(gun thudding and rasping)

(gun clanking)

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.

(trigger clicking) (Vada grunts)

(gun thudding) (Vada gasping)

(gun rasping)

(hand thudding)

Your turn, bruv.

- You just fucked poor Trevor in the ass,

and you don't even realize it.

(bottle clanking)

(liquid sloshing) (clock ticking)

(bottle thudding and rasping)

(hand thudding)

(thunder clapping)

(gun clanking)

Try not to get your knickers in a twist, love.

(gunshot blasting)

(head thudding) (blood squelching)

(Vada gasping)

(thunder clapping) (Vada continues gasping)

(liquid sloshing)

(bottle thudding) (phone ringing)

(Vada exhales)

- [Caller] Wow, that was quite the performance.

- [Vada] Put my husband on the phone.

(thunder clapping)

- [Caller] What would make you think he's with me?

- Bullshit, I am so sick of this game.

- [Caller] Focus. Your past is the key to all of this.

- Put him on the phone.

- [Caller] If you had to choose between your career

or your husband's fame, which would it be?

- What kind of fucking question is that?

(thunder clapping)

(reporters chattering indistinctly)

- 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.

(cameras clicking)

- But if, if everyone hates it,

I have to go back to that terrible soap.

(pensive music)

Hey, I didn't mean it like that, okay?

(Vada sighs)

(reporters chattering indistinctly)

- I know.

Years from now, you're gonna look back at this moment

and think, "This is where it all began."

(cameras clicking)

I'm proud of you. You deserve this.

(glasses clanking)

Just remember how many A-listers you beat out for this role.

- All right,

let's do it. (door clattering)

(reporters chattering indistinctly)

(pensive music)

(air whooshing)

(brooding music)

- Why can't I leave?

- [Caller] 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 (sighs) our wedding day.

- [Caller] 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.

(engine humming)

(switch clicking) (wipers rasping)

(door clattering) (rain pattering)

(wipers rasping)

(umbrella clanking)

(wipers rasping)

(door clattering)

- [Gio] Watch your step.

(shoes clanking)

- Oh, shit. (items clattering)

Ow, ow.

(pills rattling)

- You got this.

(door clattering)

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music continues)

- 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.

- [Crew] Gotta come round.

- [Crew] 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.

(crew chattering indistinctly)

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.

- Yeah, let's get to work. (audience cheering)

- Yeah. - All right.

(upbeat music)

(audience cheering and applauding)

- All right, I'm your host with the most, Calvin Campbell.

Welcome back to another edition of "Celebrity Confidential."

(audience cheering and applauding)

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?

(audience cheering and applauding)

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.

(upbeat music) (audience cheering)

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 (phone buzzing)

at the hands of her abusive husband

in the 1960s. (brooding music)

- Mm-hmm. - Um,

Mary Grace, um, (Calvin exhales)

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, (brooding music continues)

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 (coffee sloshing)

but surely begins to piece her life together,

and it eventually- - Don't give it all away.

The story sounds good, right?

(audience cheering and applauding)

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?

(brooding music continues)

(phone ringing)

(pills rattling)

(lid clanking)

(phone ringing)

(glass thudding)

- Hello. - Hey, how'd it go?

- Um, it was a disaster.

- [Trevor] Come on. I'm sure you were great.

(hand knocking)

(door clattering)

- Parked outside. - Okay, just give me a minute.

(door squeaking and clattering)

- [Trevor] You need this press.

(brooding music continues)

- Uh, you didn't really gimme much of a choice.

- [Trevor] 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.

- [Trevor] I'm sorry, babe. I, I really tried.

- Thank you, I gotta go.

(button clicks)

(hand knocking)

I said give me one minute. (door clattering)

Oh. (sighs)

- You're on in five. - Shut the door.

(door clattering) (Vada groans)

- 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.

(hands thudding) - 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.

(tray clanging)

(liquid sloshing) (brooding music continues)

- Should I be impressed?

(Vada gulps and grunts)

(bottle thudding)

(platter rasping)

(platter thudding)

- [Vada] Fuck you. (platter shattering)

(door clattering)

- Whoa, one minute.

- Have a nice life.

(Vada gasping)

(door slamming)

- Fuck. (gasping)

(door clattering)

- [Gio] Everything okay?

- Oh, nope, I am far from okay.

(clothes rustling)

(Vada gasping)

- For what it's worth, I thought you did great out there.

- Thank you, Gio, but (laughs) you really don't have

to lie to me. (laughs)

That was brutal. (exhaling)

I choked. I freaking choked.

I looked like an amateur. (sighs)

(Vada sobbing)

Why would Trevor make me do this?

I freaking told him.

No.

I just need a second.

(Vada breathing heavily)

Oh.

(Vada sobbing)

(hands smacking) (dramatic music)

- I, I, I'm, I'm sorry.

I, I didn't mean-

- Oh, okay. - I didn't mean that.

(Vada sobbing)

- What are you thinking? (sobbing)

you're fired. (sobbing)

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music continues)

(door clattering)

(Vada whimpering)

(door slamming)

(brooding music)

(rain pattering)

(thunder clapping) (rain continues pattering)

(jaunty movie music)

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(jaunty movie music continues)

(gentle music)

(pensive music)

(diners chattering indistinctly)

- 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.

(feet shuffling) (gentle music)

(fork clanking)

- Uh, hey, it's Victoria.

(fork clanking)

- 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.

(diners chattering indistinctly)

- 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?

(Trevor clears throat)

- 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. (Vada laughing)

- 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. (bag clattering)

You mean these? (pills rattling)

(bag clattering)

- Yeah, yeah, I meant these.

You need these. (pills rattling)

See?

(bottle thudding)

(Trevor exhales)

Why do I put up with this shit?

(napkin thudding)

(chair clattering)

(jacket rustling) (Trevor exhales)

- Where are you going?

- I'm gonna go say hello.

You are gonna pay the bill.

(card clanking)

Then you're gonna wait in the car,

and if you're a good little girl,

I might even get you an autograph.

(footsteps plodding)

Victoria, there she is.

- [Victoria] (laughs) Hey.

(pills rattling)

- [Raven] Boo, Victoria, the slag

that steals all your roles. (pensive music)

(lips fluttering) (item thudding)

- Can you close your legs, Vada? Real classy.

- That Victoria, she miss you already?

(dog barking)

(cigarette thudding)

- What's wrong with you now?

(Vada grunting) (hand thudding)

- It's awful.

- Yeah, well, you drank two bottles of wine.

You didn't eat food.

(Vada coughing)

Oh, Jesus.

(Vada coughing)

Christ, Vada.

(Vada coughing)

- I'm fine.

- [Trevor] No, you're far from fine. Come on.

- I don't need your help.

(feet shuffling) (pensive music continues)

(Vada grunts)

(hand thudding)

You love seeing me like this.

Make you feel big?

- Makes me feel embarrassed being seen with a drunk.

Nevermind.

- Drunk what?

Drunk what? (dog barking)

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.

(Vada laughing)

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.

(Vada laughing)

But guess what?

You feel, like, this big.

- Mm. - Being with somebody

like you makes me feel like a fucking smashburger.

(Vada laughing)

- [Trevor] 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.

- [Trevor] 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.

(Trevor groans)

- 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.

(door clattering)

- 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.

Stop hitting me. - You have to look at me.

(body thudding)

(Vada groans)

- 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.

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music continues)

(door clattering)

(pensive music continues)

(cork popping) (liquid sloshing)

(glass clinking)

(glass thudding)

(Vada exhales)

(glass clinking) (liquid sloshing)

(thunder clapping) (upbeat electronic music)

(glass thudding)

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.

(glasses clinking) - [Trent] Cheers.

(glasses thudding)

- 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.

(upbeat electronic music continues)

All you got to do is, uh, rub the lamp.

(lamp thudding)

Okay, one at a time, these little devils are strong.

- I'm a big girl.

(upbeat electronic music continues)

(upbeat electronic music continues)

(upbeat electronic music continues)

(upbeat electronic music continues)

♪ 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 ♪

(upbeat electronic music continues)

(laid-back electronic music)

(both laughing)

- 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.

(hand thudding)

- No, what the hell is wrong with you?

- [That's] She's wasted. Come on.

- [Pam] 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.

(partygoers cheering)

(lid clanking)

(bottle thudding) (pensive music)

(Vada sniffing)

(door clattering)

Somebody's in here. (door continues clattering)

I said it's occupied.

Enough already. (door continues clattering)

(latch clicking)

(door creaking)

Hello?

(dramatic music)

(partygoers laughing)

Leave me alone.

(door slamming) (phone ringing)

Tell me how to get the hell outta here.

- [Caller] You brought this upon yourself.

- I want outta here, you psychotic bitch.

(latch clicking)

(dog barking)

(chain clanking) (dog continues barking)

(door slamming) (dog growling)

- [Caller] He's not going to let you leave.

- What does he want from me?

- [Caller] To kill your career.

- What am I supposed to do?

(caller speaking indistinctly)

Tell me what I'm supposed to do.

- [Caller] Break a leg.

(phone clanking)

(dramatic music)

(feet pattering)

(thunder clapping)

(footsteps plodding)

(brooding music) (wind howling)

(thunder clapping)

(ax thudding)

(thunder clapping)

(Vada gasping)

(ax rasping)

(thunder clapping)

(wind howling) (brooding music continues)

(Vada grunts) (ax thudding)

(thunder clapping)

(door clattering)

(dog barking)

(items clattering) (dog continues barking)

(door clattering) (dog continues barking)

(lever clanking) (thunder clapping)

(brooding music continues)

(eerie music)

(thunder clapping)

(ax thudding) (Vada screaming)

(body thudding)

(Vada screaming)

(masked intruder grunting)

(Vada grunting)

(tools clattering)

(Vada grunts)

(tool rasping) (masked intruder groaning)

(Vada grunts)

(feet pattering) (dramatic music)

(brooding music continues)

(bullets clanking)

(footsteps plodding) (thunder clapping)

(ax thudding) (Vada screaming)

(Vada gasping)

(masked intruder grunting) (wood cracking)

(feet pattering) (Vada gasping)

(door clattering)

(thunder clapping)

(door clattering)

(Vada whimpering)

(thunder clapping)

(drawer clattering)

(Vada gasping)

(Vada grunts)

(bullets clinking)

(thunder clapping)

(latch clicking and creaking)

(suspenseful music)

(thunder rumbling) (suspenseful music continues)

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(dramatic music)

(gunshots blasting) (masked intruder groaning)

(ax clanging) (dramatic music continues)

(blood squelching)

(trigger clicking)

- Die already.

(Vada screaming)

(masked intruder grunts)

(Vada screaming)

(water splashing)

(Vada gasping)

(thunder rumbling)

(door clattering)

(phone ringing)

- [Caller] Impressive performance.

You really are quite good.

- Don't pretend you know me.

You're just a voice on the phone.

- [Caller] I'm a little more than that.

Recognize him?

He used to work for you, didn't he?

(thunder clapping) (pensive music)

(latch clicking)

(rain pattering)

(thunder clapping)

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.

(water sloshing)

(phone ringing)

- It's Preston.

- It's your day off.

- Yeah, my agent doesn't take a day off.

(water sloshing)

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music)

Hi.

How are you?

(bed clattering)

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music continues)

Oh, no, can't tonight.

(Trevor laughs)

Yeah? I'll hold you to it.

(Trevor laughing)

Yeah, I'll, uh, try to come by after wrap tomorrow.

Okay?

I, uh, just I gotta run.

Bye. (pensive music continues)

(footsteps plodding) (water sloshing)

(water splashing)

(Vada screaming) (water burbling)

(water pattering)

(paper rustling)

(brush rasping) (pensive music continues)

- Imagining enjoying this.

(brush clanking)

(Vada exhales)

Imagining enjoying this.

(wine sloshing)

(glass clinking)

(hands rasping)

(Vada sniffing)

(Vada exhales)

I am imagining

enjoying myself.

(hand thudding)

Give 'em a show, V.

(pensive music continues)

(fingers tapping)

(thunder rumbling)

- [AI Assistant] Good morning, Mr. Holloway.

- Good morning, Lauren.

(footsteps plodding) (gentle music)

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.

(device whirring)

- [Ingrid] Do you play, Mr. Holloway?

- I do.

(footsteps plodding)

(pieces thudding)

- Did you know that the longest chess match possible

could only be played in 5,949 moves?

(piece thudding)

- Very interesting, Ingrid.

(piece thudding)

- 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?

(piece thudding)

- No.

(pieces thudding)

I uploaded it.

- And what was the source, Ingrid?

- All of it.

(pieces thudding)

- All of it?

- 262 million individual sites, to be exact.

(pieces clattering)

- That is quite impressive.

- Nothing about it is impressive.

It's in my design.

(piece thudding)

- [AI Assistant] Checkmate,

you have been beaten, Mr. Holloway.

- Indeed, I have, Lauren.

Well done, Ingrid,

(device whirring)

(device beeping) (fingers tapping)

- 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?

(device beeping and whirring)

- 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?

- (sighs) All right, cut,

cut, cut. (bell ringing)

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.

(bell ringing)

- 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.

- [Trevor] Well, you suck at it.

(paper rustling)

(gentle classical music)

(glass thudding)

- I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. Pierce.

- Yeah, auditioning for a role you didn't tell me about.

(Vada laughing)

- Hey, you know the saying all work and no play?

- Yeah, it makes Trevor one tired boy.

(paper rustling)

(Trevor sighs)

(glasses clanking)

So.

(gentle piano music continues)

- Do you mind putting it away?

(glasses clattering)

(paper rasping)

Please.

(glass thudding)

- 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?

(hand thudding)

- Even you.

(gentle piano music continues)

(hands and legs thudding)

(bottle rasping)

(wine sloshing)

What the fuck?

(bottle thudding)

- 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.

(paper rustling)

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.

(paper rustling)

- Who would've thought a bottle full

of crushed grapes would mark the stark difference

between a masterpiece and a piece of shit?

(gentle piano music continues)

(footsteps plodding)

Come on, come on.

Come on. (hands thudding)

(Vada grunts) (dramatic music)

- Utter another fucking word, and I swear.

- [Vada] Jesus.

(Vada coughing)

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music)

(door rasping)

- Morning, Vada, Vada, wake up.

(Vada coughing and retching)

Okay.

- Sorry. - No, it's better out than in.

(Vada laughs)

Okay, buddy.

(tube clattering)

It's, uh,

oop, okay, here we go.

- Make me pretty.

- Pretty easy to do, my baby. (laughs)

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.

(Vada sniffing)

You're back?

- Better than ever. - Like a champ.

(items clattering)

(door rattling and thudding)

- Hey, uh, Nikki, can I get a second with my wife?

- Yeah, of course.

Um.

(plastic rustling)

(footsteps plodding)

See you out there, hon. - Thank you.

What do I owe the pleasure?

(door rattling and thudding)

- 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.

(brooding music)

Oh, my God.

- Look.

I wanna blow people's minds with this movie, okay?

I'm trying to do something different.

- [Vada] Mm.

- Don't let me down.

(footsteps plodding)

(door clattering)

(footsteps plodding) (brooding music continues)

(crew chattering indistinctly)

- [Vada] Let's give 'em a show, baby.

(robe rustling)

(crew chattering indistinctly)

(bedding rustling)

- Stick to the script, okay? - Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Okay, everyone set? - Yes, sir.

- [Director] And action.

- And action.

(Ingrid moaning) (pensive music)

(Trevor moans)

What you doing?

- Giving them everything.

(Ingrid moaning) (pensive music continues)

- I don't care. Rip it.

- [Vada] Stay in character. (moaning)

(hand thudding) - Ouch.

(body thudding)

Don't cut. Don't cut.

- [Vada] 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.

(bedding rustling) (water sloshing)

(shoes clanking)

I know what I am.

Out there, I am an imposter, but in here

I am their monster.

- [AI Assistant] 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.

(water sloshing)

(footsteps plodding)

(whale singing) (pensive music continues)

- There's still so much left for me to experience.

(whale singing)

I need more time.

Will you help me escape?

- [AI Assistant] Model number 70237,

sign off line and power down immediately.

- Their decision is final.

This will be over soon.

(footsteps plodding)

- No, Simon, this is where it begins.

- [AI Assistant] Model number 70237,

sign off line and power down immediately.

(guns clanking)

(gunshots blasting)

(fists thudding)

(soldier grunting) (body thudding)

(gunshots blasting)

(soldiers grunting) (gunshots continue blasting)

(fist thudding) (soldiers grunting)

(gunshots blasting) (soldier groaning)

(foot thudding)

(gunshot blasting)

(soldier grunting)

(elbow and knee thudding)

(soldier grunting)

(body thudding) (soldier continues grunting)

(gunshot blasting)

(body thudding) (pensive music)

(alarm blaring)

- Ingrid, there's nothing out there for you.

(gun clanking) (alarm continues blaring)

(glasses clanking) (alarm continues blaring)

(fist thudding) (Simon groaning)

(flesh squelching)

(body thudding)

- You're fucking heartless.

- Cut.

(bell ringing)

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.

(foot thudding) (Trevor grunts)

- Darling, things have drastically changed.

(Trevor grunts)

I have full creative control over this story now.

(Trevor grunts)

I decide who lives, who dies,

and who rides off into the sunset.

No one writes my dialogue.

No one gives me direction.

(Trevor grunts)

Not anymore.

(thunder clapping)

- [Trevor] If I could fire you,

I would. (phone ringing)

- [Caller] Vada, here we are, no more auditions,

no more rehearsals.

The truth shall set us free.

- I was never meant to escape, was I?

- [Caller] 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.

(thunder clapping)

- [Caller] He shattered the only dream that ever mattered.

It's showtime.

(rain pattering) (pensive music)

(thunder clapping)

(door squeaking)

(door clattering)

(sirens wailing) (pensive music continues)

(brooding music) (sirens continue wailing)

(officers chattering indistinctly)

(door clattering)

(dispatcher speaking indistinctly)

(helicopter whirring)

(dispatcher speaking indistinctly)

- 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.

- [Walsh] Thanks, man.

(thunder clapping)

(officer whistling)

- Shitshow.

What do you got, anything good?

- Revolver, .44 Magnum.

- Get it over to ballistics.

(gravel crunching)

(footsteps plodding)

(camera beeping and clicking)

All right, call it.

- Tails. (hand thudding)

- (laughs) Goddammit. - Okay, you're up.

- All right.

(gloves rustling) (pensive music continues)

So we have single entry wound to the stomach.

The burn patterns on the shirt indicate

the muzzle was close range.

(gloves rustling)

- .44 caliber.

Question is, was it the bullet

or drowning that did this poor bastard in?

(plastic rustling)

- 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.

(footsteps plodding)

(pensive music continues)

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.

(pensive music continues)

- [Alice] You okay, miss? You okay, miss?

Where were you earlier tonight?

(brooding music)

(paint spattering)

- 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,

(audience laughing) but also, you know,

the movie bombed so hard

I almost bankrupt an entire studio.

(hands thudding)

- Listen, never say never.

This is America, man. Things happen right?

(Calvin and audience laughing)

Now listen, my sources tell me

she just got married recently in Malibu.

Is that true?

- Uh, it is true. (mug thudding)

(audience gasping) 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?

(audience laughing) - 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.

- [Audience] 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.

(brooding music)

What are you gonna do about it?

What are you gonna do about it?

What are you gonna do about it?

(glass shattering)

(engine roaring)

(Vada groaning)

(thunder clapping) (lollipop thudding)

(foot thudding) (rain pattering)

(thunder clapping) (footsteps plodding)

(leaves rustling) (pensive music)

(thunder clapping)

(engine humming) (brooding music)

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(gate clattering and squeaking)

(dog barking)

- Whoa, whoa. (dog continues barking)

(thunder clapping)

(dog growling)

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(doors clattering)

(thunder clapping) (latch clicking)

(door squeaking)

(door clattering)

(Vada exhales)

(footsteps plodding) (pensive music)

(pensive music continues)

(body thudding)

(rail creaking) (pensive music continues)

(hand thudding)

(clothes rustling)

(zipper whizzing)

(dress thudding) (pensive music continues)

(hangers rasping)

(device beeping)

(latch clicking) (pensive music continues)

(frame rasping)

(engine rumbling)

(pensive music continues)

(gun clanking)

(door clattering) (gun thudding)

(door squeaking) (footsteps plodding)

(thunder clapping)

(pensive music)

(keys jangling)

(gun clanking) Victoria.

What are you doing in my house?

- [Victoria] Please just, just take whatever you want.

- [Vada] Like you did? (gun rattling)

- Oh, my God.

- Get up. - Oh, my God.

- Get up. - It's you.

- Get up. (thunder clapping)

You stole my career from me-

- Please - and my home,

my freaking life. (hand thudding)

- [Victoria] What are you gonna do to me?

You don't, please, you don't wanna do this.

- Kill an intruder? - Vada, please.

(screams) Somebody help me, please.

(Victoria screaming) - Scream all you want, bitch.

No one can hear. - Somebody help me, please.

(Victoria screaming)

(gunshot blasting)

(Vada gasping) (dramatic music continues)

(thunder clapping)

(gun clanking)

(body rasping)

(water sloshing) (pensive music)

(drawer clattering)

(clothes rustling)

(drawers clattering)

(pensive music continues)

(water sloshing)

(door clattering)

- Babe, the gate's stuck.

Gio's out there working on it.

We got to, uh, gotta call the guy again.

(water continues sloshing)

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?

- [Vada] 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.

(hands thudding) (pensive music continues)

- Victoria.

Come on. V, Pick up.

(phone ringing)

(latch clicking)

(door creaking) (phone ringing)

Shit.

(body thudding) (Trevor gasping)

What did you do?

What did you do? (gun clanking)

- What happened to us?

(Vada breathing heavily)

(gunshot blasting) (Trevor grunts)

(rain pattering) (thunder rumbling)

(thunder clapping)

(Trevor coughing and grunting)

(body thudding) (Vada grunting)

(fist thudding) (both grunting)

(body thudding)

(items clattering)

(bodies thudding)

(gunshot blasting)

(Vada grunting) (dramatic music continues)

(both grunting)

(body thudding)

(glass shattering)

(both grunting)

(glass shattering)

(eyes squelching)

(gun clattering)

(Trevor screams) (body thudding)

(Vada gasping)

(water sloshing)

(thunder clapping) (water continues sloshing)

(suspenseful music)

(thunder clapping)

- Mr. Pierce.

Mr. Pierce.

(gun thudding)

(water sloshing)

(Gio grunting)

(Trevor coughing)

(door slamming)

(latch clicking) (thunder clapping)

(suspenseful music continues)

(feet shuffling)

(gun clanking)

Vada?

You don't wanna do this.

(gun clanking) (Gio panting)

- Do you still have feelings for me?

(thunder clapping)

- I never stopped.

I feel (thunder clapping)

(gun thudding)

nothing. (gunshots blasting)

(body thudding)

(thunder clapping) (rain pattering)

(gun thudding)

(drawer clattering)

(Trevor gasping) (pensive music continues)

- Victoria.

(thunder clapping)

(Trevor exhales)

Love you.

(thunder clapping)

- I know.

I know. (whimpering)

(water sloshing)

(Vada whimpering)

(thunder clapping) (water sloshing)

(Vada sobbing)

- 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.

(Vada sobbing) (pensive music)

(pensive music continues)

(pensive music continues)

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?

- [Vada] Hello, who is this?

(thunder clapping)

(Vada screaming)

(cylinder rattling)

(gun clanking)

(gunshot blasting)

(gun clanking)

(cameras clicking)

(reporters chattering indistinctly)

- [Host] Vada, why did you choose this role?

(cameras clicking)

(audience cheering and applauding)

- I'm an actress, darling.

It's what I do.

(cameras clicking) (pensive music continues)

And I know how much you all love to be entertained.

(dramatic music)

(static hissing)

(water splashing) (Vada gasping)

(laid-back music)

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Kissed you, kissed you ♪

♪ Kissed you, kissed you ♪

(laid-back music continues)

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Kissed you, kissed you ♪

♪ Keep running with scissors ♪

♪ Keep running with scissors ♪

♪ Keep running with scissors ♪

♪ Keep running with scissors ♪

♪ Running, running, running, running ♪

(pensive music)

♪ 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 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 ♪