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[phone ringing]

Yeah?

Lenny, this is Ricardo from La Dolce Vita.

You must come immediately.

Stevie D's dead.

You've been thinking about treating yourself.

Just waiting for the right moment.

That combination of sportiness, style,

and reliability.

This is a car you see yourself in.

Power and handling for long drives.

Ah, can you believe this weather?

I am not leaving this pool.

[phone ringing] This better be a girl.

Fuck, it's my dad.

Hey, dad.

What am I doing? I'm getting ready

to meet with some investors, why?

No, I don't want to come in to the office.

Not today.

I gotta put a suit on.

Jack's office?

Yeah, I'll be there in an hour.

Bro, I saw that commercial again!

I'm telling you, the guy looks just like you.

Bobby, I thought you were going to get me an agent

so I could do commercials.

I'm working on it. These things take time.

*

So what else do you like to do?

You go hiking? What do you like to do?

Uh, I'm sorry. I'm right in the middle

of something if you don't mind.

When you get out of here what do you do?

You do yoga? We should do some yoga.

We'll get a private,

spread it out a little bit.

I'm flooded with work right now.

I can't figure out why I haven't

seen you around LA.

Uh, because I grew up in Connecticut,

because I went to college and then to law school-

Don't you think given the closeness

of our families that we should get to know

each other a lit- I'm going to move this.

Mm, don't move things, thank you.

You know, I actually think

that's a very good reason not to.

We represent your father, I don't think

that would be in anyone's best interests.

I am not my father.

I have my own business interests.

In fact, I'm looking into investing in a club

right now and I could use a lawyer.

Why don't you just come out to dinner with us,

you can meet some of the investors.

Tell you what, bring that red pen

because it's really sexy.

We could have like a legal meeting.

What are you reading?

No, no, no. I'm sorry, no.

Listen, I have plans-

Documents for your father?

Hon, give us a minute, will you?

Listen, I tell you what:

I'm gonna take a card and I'm gonna call you.

Daria...

D - I'm gonna call you "D".

Yeah, don't.

Those for me? -Yes.

Thank you. -You're welcome.

Wow.

[phone ringing] Hey, what's up?

Of course it went fine.

Are you going now?

I can be there in about an hour.

Alright, cool.

*

Wanna come to Vegas with me this weekend?

Maybe. I gotta work.

I'm flexible, what nights you off?

Let me check the schedule.

Where's Mickey?

He's not here on Tuesday nights.

It's kind of slow, right?

Sundance.

Hey, when you gonna dance for me?

Excuse me. Where's your manners?

Can't you see she's talking to me?

No. Go fuck yourself.

What did you say?

Kimi: Guys, I got it.

Hold on a second, okay?

Go back to the zoo, guys.

It's cool, relax.

[whispering]

Okay.

Can you cover for me for 15?

Thank you.

Where you going?

He gave me $1,000 to dance for him.

Are you fuckin' kidding me?

Now I can go to Vegas with you.

*

Oh! It's Emily fuckin' Post.

Hey, you good at finance?

'Cause I gave her a grand for a lap dance.

Heh.

How much do you think it'll cost to get fucked?

Ha ha ha!

Ooh whee!

Am I good with finance-

that's a good one, you know?

[grunts]

That's where you belong!

Ha ha! [thud]

I'm outta here. Come on, let's go.

Two days in Vegas, that's all I'm asking.

-No.

You don't like Vegas?

I don't. Not at all.

Alright, well, how about Cabo?

It's beautiful, it's like you're not in Mexico.

Um, I have a lot of work to do, so...

There's a client out front for you.

Perfect. Excuse me.

What's the story with her?

She have a boyfriend or something?

[phone ringing]

Shit, it's my father.

Alright, tell you what.

Anything you can tell me about her

would be greatly appreciated.

How many people were with him?

Six or seven I think.

Excuse me. Can I help you?

Agent Harris, Agent Shields.

We'd like to have a look around.

What for?

Son of a crime boss died.

Mysteriously. In a strip club.

Look, we found coke on him, okay?

Bartender said he was drunk out of his mind.

No altercation anyone can remember,

went to the bathroom,

the floor was wet, he bumped his head.

Good night, sweet prince.

Sweet prince or not, Detective,

I'd like to see the bar receipts from last night.

If that's okay with you.

Sure.

It's the redhead with the big tits.

Okay, I'll take care of it.

Okay, got it.

Len, give us a minute, uh?

Yeah, Len. Give us a minute.

Sure, Ange.

Alright, so what happened last night?

What do you mean?

Don't fuckin' lie to me.

What happened at that strip club?

You mean that? That was nothing.

No?

No, we were at the club having a good time.

This big shot was there, he was all fucked up.

All over the girls-

All of a sudden you're a bouncer?

No, he got out of line with me.

I saw him in the bathroom. He bumped me.

I threw him up against the wall

and I walked out.

That's it?

Yeah, I threw him into the stalls

and I walked out. And that was it.

Yeah, well, he cracked his skull open.

He died of a brain hemorrhage.

What, are you kidding me?

Not from me, I saw him on the floor.

No, I'm not kidding you.

I mean, if he did, he deserved it.

The fucking guy's a scumbag.

That was Nick Grimaldi's kid.

Who?

Nick Grimaldi, one of the biggest guys in Philly.

What, how was I supposed to know?

I mean, he was all coked up.

What was I supposed to do?

You know, it doesn't help that you get your

mail delivered to that slut house.

Well, you gotta do something, dad.

[sighs] You gotta grow up. You really do.

I don't know what to do with you.

I mean, I got you running errands

around like a messenger

because you don't want to do any work.

All you have to do is sit there and inherit

what I've spent my life building.

But it's not enough for you.

You want to be a gangster.

You're only tough because of who I know.

I'm sorry, dad.

I'm really sorry, but I swear I didn't do it.

Yeah, well, they think you did it

and they don't need evidence.

Please, please just get me out of this.

I promise I won't fuck around anymore.

I'll do whatever you want.

I'll learn the business! Please.

[sighs]

[sighs]

You gotta grow up, son.

I'll do everything I can to protect you.

You know that.

So now just get out of here, huh?

lay low for a couple of days.

*

Listen, I brought you two guys over here

because I want to get this thing settled.

I want to hear what's going on

and I want to get it over with.

Is it okay with you?

Yeah.

Okay with you?

[sigh]

My heart's broken over this, Tony.

I agree this should have never happened

and I'm embarrassed.

But this was an accident.

And let's be honest here..

Nick's son was under the influence.

He had narcotics on him,

he was getting rough with the girls.

Okay, okay, whoa. Listen, Tony,

is he serious? I mean, does he think

this is really gonna help?

He comes all the way from Pansy Town

and he calls my dead kid a junkie?

Does he think that's gonna help us?

Jesus Christ, Nick.

My kid is no angel, but this was self defence.

Self defence - is he fuckin' kidding me?

Self defense??

Alright, alright.

Let's just calm down here, take a minute.

Did you have something to offer him?

I got a big resort going up in, uh,

in Tahoe and Nick can have all the contracts

on the California side.

That's not good enough.

What about the football thing?

Football thing..

I don't even have that deal yet.

I don't know if that's gonna happen.

I already got a piece of the Eagles.

What the hell do I want with a fuckin'

shit Los Angeles football team?

Alright, Nick. Put something on the table.

I want justice!

Come on. This was an accident.

Be reasonable!

Be reasonable? Be reasonable?

My son is dead!

He's dead.

Someone has to pay for this!

Okay, Nick.

That's why I got you here, okay?

I mean, I just want to stop this and

stop the bloodshed before it goes crazy.

Now this thing could have been an accident.

Can we stop saying "accident"?

It wasn't a mistake-

look, he's lucky I'm even here talking.

He's not part of this thing of ours, Tony.

I can do whatever the fuck I want.

I'm only here out of respect for you, Tone.

This isn't working.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Listen. We're all friends,

we've known each other a long time

and we're all Italians.

This fucking guy?

Hey, hey!

This fucking guy, he has the best of both worlds.

He hobnobs with the politicians and the CEOs

and the press, but he wants all the protection

that comes with this thing of ours.

And me, I'm giving my life to this thing!

And my little boy, my son, my only-

He's gone!

[sobbing]

He's gone.. and he will never be back.

And there is nothing you could do or say

that is going to make that right.

You could offer me the whole fucking NFL.

That's how it is.

First time in my life I was ever nervous

in a meeting. He was hysterical, that guy.

Help me through this. What are my options?

Maybe after emotions subside-

In a hundred years?

[phone buzzing]

Would you turn that goddamn thing off!

You got 20 minutes on your life

and you're texting!

Stevie, this is that commercial

I keep telling you about.

That guy looks just like you.

Who, that guy?

Yeah.

Yeah, he does.

You know that guy gets paid

every time that commercial runs?

Are you kidding?

I've seen this thing like ten times today.

Yeah, as actors they want to do series and movies

but you can make good money doing commercials.

I told you I should be doing commercials!

I'm serious. Look at that guy.

Pop, isn't that crazy?

Cut the crap.

I wish you saw what I saw yesterday.

As Deputy Mayor I am working very, very hard

to get the mayor on board but

there is a process for a project of this scale

that involves many players.

It's a very fluid process and the more

that Sacramento weighs in, as well as the other

local interests, the more pressure there will be

for a transparent bidding process.

You're starting to get on my nerves.

This is the ten thousandth meeting we've had.

Who do you think you're dealing with?

I've been paying you and your people off

for five years to get on this deal.

Now I'm going to say this once.

When that stadium goes up, I'm digging the hole.

If I'm not, I'm digging one for you.

[clears throat]

Any news?

Nah. Stevie's safe at the house.

Listen, Ange.. I've been thinking

about this thing. It's a long shot

but we're running out of options.

You know that guy in the car commercial, the one

that all Stevie's friends said look like him?

Yeah.

We find that kid and we hire him

to play the role of your son.

Hire him?

Yeah, look, we tell him it's a business thing

or something, right?

We get this kid, we throw a little money at him,

we set up an apartment and a car.

We take Stevie, we stash him.

We let this kid run around town a little bit

send him to Vegas if we have to.

Nicky makes a move on him.. story over.

Hey, Len. Have you lost your mind?

Have you thought any of this through?

Suppose we convince this guy to take this job

- whatever the hell that is -

and we get everybody to go for it.

How do we bring Stevie back?

I mean, this actor gets whacked...

a few weeks later Stevie's back.

How long do you think Nick's gonna go for that?

Ange, we live in the plastic surgery capital

of the fuckin' world.

He has a little work done, we bring him back,

we sit him down and we tell him "Look, kid.

This is how your life's gonna be".

I mean, we're running out of options here, Ange.

Nicky's a loose fucking cannon.

We gotta do something.

I have Jack Laurentis on the phone.

Hi Jack. How are you?

Hi Angelo.

Listen, I feel a little, uh..

I feel a little silly to call you about this but...

Jack, please.

It's about Stevie. He's, uh,

he's coming around the office a lot

and I know he's kind of taken an interest in Daria

and, you know, personally I got no beef

with Stevie but, uh,

Daria's new to LA, you know?

Enough said, Jack. I'll talk to him.

Appreciate it. Thanks Angelo.

It's good you called.

Speaking of Stevie, I, uh...

Angelo?

Um.. it's nothing, Jack.

I'm sorry I bugged you. Okay?

Are you sure?

Sure, we'll talk.. talk soon. Bye.

For your meeting this afternoon.

Thank you, Donna.

Take a look at this on TV...

Does that look like my son?

Donna: Wow! It really does!

Just like him.

But, you know, I always thought

you had the movie star looks, Angelo.

That's why I pay you.

[phone buzzing]

This better be good.

I can't say things look good.

And I'll tell you something, Ange.

He's as mad at you as he is your kid.

[sigh] Tony, there's gotta be something.

I'm trying.

Nick is a boss.

He could do what he wants to do.

Thanks, Tone. I'll be in touch.

Whew.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Ange?

Find out all you can about this actor -

where he's from, who he knows, everything.

If I get into this thing I don't want to find out

that he has an uncle who's a DA in the Bronx.

[click]

Fourteen?

Nope.

Fifteen.

Good.

Don't count on your fingers.

Put your hands up.

[phone ringing]

I gotta get this. I'll be right back.

You practice.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Max. What's up?

Hey, kiddo.

Check your email. We're hot today.

That's great, what is it?

Commercial audition.

Another commercial...

National network, plus cable,

plus internet - not too shabby.

What's it for?

Dog food.

But it's organic, very upscale.

I don't care if it's radioactive

as long as it pays. Confirm me.

Atta boy, kiddo. Knock 'em dead.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sorry. I had to take a quick call.

Well, could be your big break.

Not this one, but maybe the next one.

Okay, I'm back.

*

Hey, Carl.

Carl, there's a car in my spot.

Every time I come home there's like

three new cars back there.

It's not me. Sometimes it's not me.

You want to find him?

Let's find him.

You look stressed, come here.

Not today, man.

It's prescription!

*

Ange, this is our guy.

Michael Rose, age 33.

-Rose. He Italian?

Yeah.

He hasn't done much to speak of, though.

Here's his IMDb page.

-His what?

It's a website.

Internet Movie Database it's called.

Everybody in the industry keeps a profile on it.

-Oh.

Alright, get this...

never been married, no kids.

Lives in Hollywood alone..

he doesn't even have a girlfriend.

Here's the best part, though.

He was an only child, his mother and father

died when he was a kid.

He was raised by an aunt..

she died a year ago.

-Jesus Christ.

So we're probably doing this poor bastard a favor.

[laughing]

There's probably a handful of people

in the world that know this guy even exists.

Hey, what are you doing here?

I thought they wanted bald guys!

What's up, Chase?

What's up?

Nothing, absolutely nothing. You?

Elizabeth is pregnant.

Ah, man, that's great. Congratulations.

Thanks, we're pretty stoked.

Where have you been?

You been MIA for the past few months.

I'm just, you know, laying low.

Why don't you come over for dinner one night?

Elizabeth wants to set you up

with one of her friends.

No, I don't want to meet anybody right now.

I'm broke, I've got nothing going on.

I'm sick of LA, I'm sick of everything.

What do you mean?

I see your commercial running constantly.

Yeah, well, I spent that money a long time ago.

Just say the word and I can get you temp work

at the office.

No, no, no.

Know what you need?

Get out of town for a bit. Take a vacation.

Yeah, I'll take a vacation from being

broke and unemployed.

Doesn't have to be anything extravagant.

Just get away from things.

Change your mindset. You'll see.

[Next!]

I gotta go.

Give my best to Elizabeth.

Great seeing you.

I'm serious.

Do it.

Don't call me 'til you get back.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hi, Michael Rose?

Yes, who's this?

Yes, my name's Lenny Cespuglio.

I am calling on behalf of DiMarco Industries.

We're in the process of casting a project

and we'd really like a meeting with you.

How did you get my name?

We saw your commercial

that's presently on the air.

Really? What's the project?

Unfortunately that's something we'd prefer

not to discuss over the phone

but we would love to have a meeting with you.

Well, I usually take appointments

through my agent.

We would be more than happy

to contact your agent.

Uh, no, that's okay.

Um, is there pay?

Yes, of course there's pay.

Um, okay. Why not?

Great. Let me give you the particulars.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Max. What's up?

Hey, another hot day for us, kiddo.

That's great, what is it?

New project. Lots of potential.

Uh, TV? Film?

It's a brand new internet show.

Oh, uh, Amazon? Netflix?

Nah, nah. Straight to YouTube.

Listen, Doris just emailed you the script

and all the details. It's noon tomorrow.

Okay, Max. I'll take a look at it. Thanks.

[email notification]

"...it's Striker's night again,

the door opens, 'what the fuck?'"

sp.

"What the fuck" is right.

Where's the rest of it?

[sighs] Come on, Max.

[phone ringing]

Yeah.

Max, it's Michael. I just saw the sides.

There's only one line?

Yeah, but it's a great line, isn't it?

And there's a whole page full of action.

Yeah, he runs out in the street

and gets hit by a bus.

Come on, Max. I mean, one line?

I could see that maybe on a movie

or a good TV show,

but a little nothing project with no pay?

Maybe they'll bring you back.

I get hit by a bus!

I don't know what to say, kiddo.

That's the part they want you for.

Still want to go in on it?

It's kind of humiliating, you know?

I'm trying, kiddo.

Yeah, you know, Max, I'm not a kid.

[sighs] Come on, you know this town.

They like heat.

I just haven't been able to get you hot.

I could cancel it if you want. It's your career.

Yeah, it sure is.

*

Come on!

[frustrated sigh]

*

I thought you'd prefer a blonde.

What.. the fuck?

What the FUCK?

WHAT the fuck?

What the FUCK?

What the FUCK!

Hey, guys. No improvising, please.

Just say the line as written.

Please don't pull out any weapons

in anticipation of your impending assassination.

I don't want any guns pointed at me.

Uh, Michael Rose.

Any questions?

Nope.

[beep]

Looks like it's Striker's night again,

and the door opens...

What the fuck?!

Great. Perfect. Thank you.

This is Michael Rose.

Michael... Angelo Di Marco.

Good to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Have a seat.

So.. do you know who I am?

Not really. I looked you up.

I know you're in construction,

not entertainment.

How long you been an actor?

About ten years.

Any good?

Am I any good?

Yes.

Ask if he has a reel.

You got a reel?

Uh, yeah.

Um, I'm looking for a very convincing actor

to play the part of my son.

Is this a movie?

It's more like a real life performance.

Ask him if he has any improv experience.

Okay. Have you done, uh..

Yeah, look, I'm not sure what you're getting at

but I don't want to do any reality TV.

No, no. This isn't going to be on television.

Um, I need you to play the part of the man

that's going to take over my business.

In real life?

Yes.

I run basically a family business.

I have one son, Steven,

or "Stevie D" as he is more commonly known.

My wife died when he was young

and I wanted to make it easy for him,

so unfortunately I spoiled him.

He parties, he stays out all night..

he's a wayward son.

Do you know what I mean?

Yes.

And, um, we had a disagreement

and he took off.

I don't know where he is and if I did

I wouldn't be able to get him back anyway, so..

He's doing this to hurt me because I'm

involved in some very serious negotiations..

hundreds of millions of dollars.

As my successor he's part of these negotiations

and for people I deal with

stability is a big deal.

Why would they take a chance on me

if there is turmoil in my family, my company?

I would say if he's not that interested

in the business I wouldn't want him

involved in such a big deal,

but what do I know?

Well, this is about family.

Do you know anything about that?

I don't, to be honest with you.

Uh.. thanks.

This is my son.

This is your son?

Yeah.

I'll tell you, even as his father

I look at pictures of you

and I have to take a second look.

Do you really think I'm going to be able to fool

anybody who knows him?

I'm not asking you to go to a family reunion.

All I need is for you to be seen.

I'll get you an office here, a place to live,

a car, expense account.

We can even probably come up with

some company every now and then.

All I need is for you to

play his part uninterrupted.

I mean, I would think that's an acting role

that someone would die for.

Why don't you just cut him off?

Once the money runs out

he's gotta come back, right?

I would like to do that but I need him now.

He knows that. He's no dummy.

Okay, I just gotta ask again.

This isn't some reality TV bullshit, right?

Because, one, I don't want to do that, and two,

I'm a union actor and if I'm gonna be in something

in TV or film it's gotta be legit.

Listen, I swear on my wife's grave

it's not going to be on television

or in the movies, and as far as unions go,

as long as you're with me

you don't have to worry about unions.

And when this is said and done,

we have a ton of contacts

in entertainment.

Well, how long would you need me for?

A month, unless my son wises up

and comes back, I don't know.

I don't know... A month is a long time.

Did Lenny talk money with you?

Well, he said there was pay.

Yeah. How about a hundred?

A hundred bucks a day?

No, a hundred thousand.

A hundred- a hundred thousand dollars?

Plus expenses.

Not a nickel out of your own pocket.

A hundred thousand dollars?

Yeah, sure.

And I tell you what, I'll also throw in 25

to your favorite charity.

Do you have a favorite charity?

Yeah. That'd be amazing!

All I ask from you is that

no one knows about this.

While you're working for me,

no contact with friends or family.

I need someone who can go completely

undercover... is that okay with you?

Look, for a hundred grand

I'll say my goodbyes and be done with them.

That's the right way to look at it.

So it's a deal! Let's do it.

Look, a month is a long time to be away.

I just want to sleep on it.

Can I get back to you?

Um..

of course.

Okay.. great.

Alright, nice meeting you.

Good to meet you too.

Lenny.. thanks.

Follow him. I don't want to lose him now.

*

*

*

Well, boys. This is it for a while.

You look sexy in that thing.

When you go back for plastic you should

tell the doctor to go all the way.

Go fuck yourself.

And when you're done, get the jacuzzi going.

My back is jacked from these heels.

Yes, ma'am.

And you go get our bags.

Alright.

[laughing]

Okay, all the best, babe.

Hey, Michael, how's it going?

Hey, Max. What's up?

Um.. I'm not gonna sugarcoat this, kiddo.

I'm closing the agency.

What?

I've had enough.

The business has changed, the town has changed.

I've only hung in there this long because..

because I believed in the people I represented.

But now I gotta start thinking about myself.

Well, what does this mean for me?

Well, I called every agent I know in town

asking them to consider taking my clients.

No one bit on you.

No one?

Come on, you've been banging around this town

for a number of years and for one reason or another

you never made it to the next level.

Hey, it's on me.

I never got you to the next level, but..

[sigh] Michael, you're still young.

You're a charmer, you're a good actor.

I know something is going to

pop for you soon, I know it.

Twenty years ago I could have

moved mountains for you.

Now I don't know how anything works anymore.

[sighs]

I'm sorry, kiddo.

[sighs]

Here's your ID..

credit cards...

and passport.

Passport? Am I traveling?

You never know.

You got a wallet and a set of keys?

We'll store that in a safe here at the house.

They will be returned to you upon your completion

of your employment with Mr. DiMarco,

along with a hundred grand.

Who is Stevie D?

I know he's Angelo's son, but who is he?

What's he like?

He's you, kid.

That's all you gotta worry about.

Just in terms of being the character.

Look, kid. All anyone really wants

is for you to just be yourself, okay?

Does anyone know you're here?

No, not specifically.

Okay, while you're employed with

Mr. DiMarco you're not to communicate

with any family or friends. That means

no Twitter, no Gmail, none of that shit.

You got it?

Yes.

Good, 'cause you'll have access

to sensitive material regarding

Mr. DiMarco's business dealings, understood?

Understood.

Good.

You got a cell phone?

Yeah.

Why don't you give me that, too.

I'm gonna put that in the safe also.

Here, this will have all the contacts you need.

You'll be staying at the guest house

located at the front of the property

so you can spend more time with Angelo.

Or should I say "dad".

This is gonna be your car right here.

Here's your key.

Whose is this?

That's Angelo's old car. Nobody drives that.

Can I take that one?

Yeah, if you want.

Yeah, that'd be great.

Let's go in the house, I'll get 'em to

switch the plates while we do that, okay?

Great.

Alright, come on.

*

Clothes are in the closet on the right.

All the toiletries and everything you need

is in here in the bathroom.

Left you a little pocket change

on the dresser, alright?

Security knows you're gonna be staying here so

they're gonna let you come and go as you please.

We have dinner 7:00 at La Dolce Vita

in Beverly Hills - you ever been?

Uh, no.

You're gonna love it, alright?

Throw something on.

Do I need to keep receipts for expenses?

Nobody cares about that around here.

[door closes]

You'll no longer be known as Michael Rose.

You're now Stevie D.

You walk into a department store

to buy some underwear.. Stevie D.

You get stopped by a cop.. Stevie D.

Someone bumps into you on the street..

I'm Stevie D.

Maitre'd: Welcome home, Stevie.

[quiet conversations]

Hey. How are you?

Maitre'd: Something to eat, Mr. Stevie?

Uh, yes. I'll have a scotch, neat.

I take it I come here a lot?

No, no, no. This is my place.

I call it my kitchen.

George Raft, first owner,

my father bankrolled it.

A lot of celebrities, dignitaries dine here.

And this was Sinatra's table.

Nobody sits there, out of respect.

Look, I think I need to get a better

sense of who Stevie is.

Mike, you've fooled everybody here,

including Ricardo and he's been here 20 years.

Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Salud.

Salud.

Bang.

Uh, order whatever you want.

Are you not eating?

Nah, I've got to be some place.

You want me to stay?

You gotta eat, don't you?

Be at the office tomorrow at noon.

Maitre'd: Have a good evening, Mr. DiMarco.

-Thank you.

[piano music]

Miss Nicole, our lovely bartender,

invited you to dine at the bar.

Okay.

I'm not offended that you never called.

What we had was what we had,

but it'd be a shame if it was only once.

*

What time is it?

Umm.. ten.

Ten! Shit, I have to get to work.

[laughs] You have a job now?

Can I give you a ride home?

You're a lot nicer than you used to be.

*

Hey! Stevie! Oh, my man, Stevie D!

I didn't even see you there.

How are you doing, man?

I'm good.

You never return my calls.

I've been out of town, I'm sorry.

Hey, listen. I want to talk to you

about this new club I'm looking at.

Yeah, listen.. I gotta get rid of her.

Talk later?

Call me later. -Yes.

Call me, bro. -Yes.

*

Where were you last night?

What?

You didn't come home.

You told me not to keep receipts.

Now I'm punching the clock?

That's something Stevie would say.

You're wanted in the boardroom for a meeting.

A meeting?

Yeah, Angelo's waiting. Go ahead.

What's it about?

How the fuck should I know?

Go in there and keep your mouth shut

unless you're asked.

How's everything else?

Uh, satellite TV isn't working.

I'll take care of it.

Go on, go to your meeting.

Hi Donna.

Can you tell me where the meeting is?

The conference room.

It's down the corridor to the left.

Are you going to the meeting?

Stevie... how are you?

Good to see you, sir.

Are you, uh, you joining us?

Jack! Daria...

Thank you for coming.

Stevie has some new responsibilities

and he'll be joining us.

Stevie, I believe you've met my daughter, Daria.

Yes, we have. Hi Stevie.

Hi again.

Shall we?

Please.

*

[tires screeching]

*

How'd the first day go with the kid?

Well, Jack bought it, Donna thinks it's Stevie

and she saw the commercial on television.

How do you think it's going?

Oh, I'd say pretty good.

He's banging the bartender

from Dolce Vita.

Ah, good for him.

So he likes brunettes, huh?

Well, to each his own. Where is he now?

I got him set up in the conference room

til they get him an office.

What are you talking about? What office?

I don't know, work? He needs an office.

Work? What work? He's got no work.

Stevie doesn't work. Get him out of here.

Get him on the streets, come on.

Alright, alright. Bye.

Hi kid. We need to talk.

Sure, Len.

We're very impressed you want

to come to work in the morning.

But we don't need you here.

Stevie D never came here.

We need you out in the world.

If we need you to come in for a meeting

or something we'll call you.

What do I do?

Uh, go get something to eat.

Go get laid.

Do what you did yesterday.

Why don't you go see a movie?

They got a Cassavetes festival at the Egyptian.

You know, I find his work to be really refreshing.

All improv.

Come on, grab your coat.

I'll call you later, okay?

Okay, Len.

Bye, Donna.

Have fun.

Do, uh.. these need to be dropped off

at Jack's office?

Take 'em.

*

*

Good morning.

Hello, Mr. D. I will take those from you

and you have a lovely day.

Oh, I ran into Daria at a meeting

yesterday and I was hoping-

Daria's very busy today.

Uh.. quick hello maybe?

Look, kiddo. She's the new girl in town.

It's very flattering to have someone drop in at

work to chat you up, but we do have work to do.

So I will take those papers from you.

I won't be a bother then.

Would you tell her I said hello?

I will do that.

Sorry if I was grumpy.

I'm craving my afternoon latte.

Aren't we all?

These will be ready tomorrow.

I assume you want to pick them up.

Yes, I do.

See you tomorrow.

Listen, I don't want you doing your artist thing

when he comes out, okay? Just plug him-

Listen, he wants it done in front of his old man.

He was very specific.

In front of his old man?

What is this, a fucking opera?

I don't know.

Some kind of twisted father-son bullshit.

God.

Man, I'm starving.

Yeah.

What should we eat?

I don't know.

How about the Polo Lounge?

I hear Wahlberg goes there every day.

Which one?

There's more than one?

There's Marky Mark and there's the one that

was in the movie "I See Dead People".

I only know the one.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. There he is.

You see him?

Yeah, I got him.

God, I hope he's having dinner with his old man.

We can get this over with and I can have a

little "me" time before I have to go home.

How do you fucking not know

there's two Wahlbergs?

How'd you not know that?

What are you, fuckin' Amish?

Just drive the car.

[Car revving]

Can you do this here?

Sure.

-Thank you.

Just missed your boyfriend.

Who? Oh. Stevie?

He was not such a mess today.

You know, I saw him yesterday and he seemed

very composed. Even dressed up,

like a totally different guy.

He's kind of sexy.

Okay, now you're pushing it, don't you think?

Was, uh, was that Stevie I saw?

Yes, he just left.

What did he want?

Just dropping off some documents.

Excuse me.

Are you joining me for dinner tonight?

I don't know. I may work late.

Well, uh, how about tomorrow night?

The Shapiros are coming over.

I'd love for you-

Dad, remember I told you about

that event I'm going to.

I can't cancel, it's the last minute.

You sure, sweetheart?

I'm positive.

Look, dad. You've been so great, and I know

I'm staying with you til my place is ready

and I really appreciate that, but I can't keep

coordinating my social schedule with you

like this every night, okay?

I understand.

Okay.

I understand.

Thank you.

Okay.

[video game sounds]

Come on!

I finished the one outside.

This one's good to go.

Want one upstairs?

Stevie...

Yo, Stevie.

The poles down here are done.

You still want one upstairs in the bedroom?

Yup.

Yeah, okay, -Got it.

*

Good afternoon.

Mr. Stevie D. How are you?

Well, I didn't want to chance a repeat

of yesterday so I brought you a latte

and a little something sweet.

Oh, my god.

Is this chocolate?

Indeed it is.

Mr... Stevie, thank you.

My pleasure.

You're an angel.

[laughs]

Well, I will just be grabbing those documents

and it was lovely-

Daria's at a lunch that's running late.

Daria, yes, of course.

How is Daria doing today?

I do happen to have her schedule in front of me

and she's going to this fundraiser

at a museum tonight.

What a coincidence. So am I.

Well, hopefully I'll bump into-

Just go before I change my mind.

Enjoy your evening.

Ah, good evening, sir.

Good evening.

What is your last name, please?

Last name is DiMarco.

Okay, D-E?

D-I but I'm actually not on the list.

-Oh.

I was hoping I could be.

This is a very exclusive event and it's only for

patron level membership.

Ah, well, what does it take to become a patron?

A thousand dollars.

Cash okay?

*

[whispers] Oh, hey, thank you.

Don't go anywhere.

Come on, Stevie D. You can do this.

Stevie?

I thought that was you.

I'm surprised to see you here.

Are you saying I'm incompatible

with modern art?

I just didn't know you were a member.

Oh, I've been a member for a long time.

I thought it just opened.

Yeah, well, I'm a charter member going way back,

like to the planning stages.

Long time ago.

In fact I think Angelo even built the building.

Your father?

My father, whose name is Angelo.

It's easier than calling him "dad" all day.

I guess that keeps it professional.

Listen, I-I..

I feel as though we've gotten off on the wrong

foot in the past and I just want to apologize.

Thank you, um, but an apology's not necessary.

What's your connection here?

I was an art history major

before I went to law school.

Oh, me too!

Except I skipped law school.

Where'd you go to undergrad?

That's a good question.

Um, I'm gonna say UCLA.

Why the uncertainty?

Well, you know, I transferred in and I got

kicked out at some point and, uh..

Right.

..and I didn't exactly finish.

Sounds like Stevie D.

[laughs]

Um, are you doing anything afterwards?

Would you like to have a drink

and officially turn the page?

Ah, thank you.

That's a very kind offer,

but I'm actually here with some friends.

Um, so I should get going.

But I'll see you around.

-Of course.

That's the most expensive "no" I've ever gotten.

Personally I'm evolving on the whole

orcas in captivity thing.

Have you seen Blackfish?

Yeah. I mean, that put me over the edge.

They fuckin'.. their fins go down and shit.

It's terrible.

It's like being in a bathtub for 20 years.

I totally would have eaten a person.

I would have eaten a whole person,

not just the arm.

[phone buzzing]

Hang on, hang on. It's Nicky.

You know they kill Great Whites in the open.

Hold that thought. Yeah, Nick.

What's going on? It's been over a week.

Yeah, I know, I know.

He's protected pretty good.

This is Beverly Hills,

it's not like Philly or AC.

He doesn't spend much time with his old man,

you know? I know how you wanted it done.

Alright, alright, fuck it.

Fuck it, just do it. Okay? Just do it.

Okay, Nick. Alright.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We gotta move. He wants it done.

Yeah, but what about the father?

Yeah, well...

Fuckin' see that ass?

Patience isn't exactly Nicky's strong suit.

God, it's beautiful here, huh?

look at this.

I could really get used to this place.

Okay.

No, no, no. That sounds great.

Yeah. Okay, speak to you later. Bye.

Did you have fun last night?

I did. Too much.

So how are you liking LA?

I'm getting used to it.

I have so many friends out here but

for some reason I feel very disconnected.

Lots of plans canceled, no one wants to

drive anywhere - that sort of thing?

Sounds like you know it well.

I feel like no one wants to leave

a five-mile radius.

Speaking of which..

have you been to MOCA downtown?

The museum?

No, I haven't even been downtown yet.

Well, it's open late tonight

and I happen to be a member.

A charter member?

[laughs]

Yes, as a matter of fact.

The Rauschenbergs are excellent

and downtown is a happening scene.

I don't know. I should-

Come on, consider it an extension of our education.

Or at least an attempt by me to finish mine.

[laughs]

You are so vastly different than when

I first met you. Usually by this point

you've invited me to Las Vegas or Ibiza.

You know, I'm working things out with my father

and that's not always easy.

You work for your father,

you must know what I mean?

I do, exactly.

So, come on.

How about a museum run and a bite to eat?

Okay. Sounds lovely.

Great.

Great.

*

*

Hi. -Hi!

Sorry to make you wait.

I'm not sure how my dad would

feel about this, so..

No worries. Shall we?

Do you mind if we take my car?

Is that okay?

Not a problem. -Okay. Cool.

*

Man, I told you we'd be late.

I thought that was Carrie Underwood, alright?

Carrie Underwood - what's the matter with you?

Just relax, alright? Jesus!

Look, there's his car.

This is actually where I dumped the body

of the last girl- [laughing]

Oh, yay. That's exciting.

This is so cool. Where are we?

It's like you're not in LA, right?

mm hm.

Okay, we have a choice.

What?

We can do sushi in Little Tokyo..

mm hm.

..or my favorite spot by the railyards

which is just around the corner.

We can even walk.

Well, if it's your favorite spot

then we have to go.

After you. -Thank you.

Should I put my jacket over the puddle?

Yes, please.

I don't understand.

Nicky gives us the order, he's got a convertible.

Why don't we just blow him the fuck away,

for christ sakes?

What's the matter with you, huh?

What are we, a couple of two-bit contract killers?

This is for family, huh?

This is personal.

I'm gonna look this fuckin' guy in the eye

and I'm gonna blow his fuckin' brains out.

And then we're gonna go have a nice meal.

Capisce?

*

We, um, shamefully do not have a reservation

but we're hoping that perhaps you could

find us a table somewhere?

Of course. I have the perfect table for you.

Right this way.

We lucked out.

I like your pocket square,

is that what that's called?

Mm hm. That's my color. I think.

Red?

It's orange.

Orange? Oh, you're color blind.

No, but it is orange.

No, it's red.

It's orange.

It is not orange.

It's orange.

Honey, it's the light.

It is not.

You telling me the guy ripped me off?

[laughing] Yes.

You know, the Stevie D that I was warned about

usually tips strippers hundred dollar bills.

But I'm sure you wouldn't know anything about that.

Well, you know,

Italians are equal opportunity tippers.

Look, I-I.. I know that I have this

reputation, but the truth is I never really

felt comfortable in those places.

It's just taken me a while to figure out

what I'm doing with my life.

What are you doing with your life?

That's a good question.

Compliments of the house.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Cheers.

[clink]

Well, obviously I have a place set aside

in my father's business..

but I've always been interested in education

and working with underprivileged children.

Wow.

That is so wonderful.

I'm not just saying that.

Yeah, I've been volunteering

with kids too. -Really?

Yeah, are you familiar with City Heights?

Oh, the arts program.

Yes! Yeah, I've been volunteering

with them since college.

Wow.

So how does an arts major become a lawyer?

Well, um, when I was a kid my parents used to

argue a lot and I used to like to pretend to be

the mediator. I would have each one of them

tell me their sides of the story

and I would serve as the judge and jury.

Needless to say it didn't work, obviously,

'cause they're divorced now, but...

So your mom is a lawyer too?

Oh, no, no. She's a painter.

But I have zero artistic talent.

So it wasn't much of a choice.

No, it wasn't.

And then I was working at a Wall Street law firm,

hating it, missing my father who I didn't get

to grow up with, and I realized he has spent his

entire life building this amazing, successful

law firm and I really should be a part of it.

I'm sure you know something about that.

Right?

Yes, I do. Yeah.

We have champagne.

Do you happen to like oysters?

I love oysters.

I could live on oysters and champagne.

Well, let's get some oysters.

*

I had a great time.

Me too.

Are you okay to drive?

Yeah. A little wobbly,

but it's just from the kiss.

Sweet dreams.

-Good night.

[car alarm chirping]

Shit!

There he is!

What? Where?

Over there.

You scared the shit out of me.

Come on, go.

[car starting]

Chase him.

He drives like a maniac.

Jesus.

[tires squealing]

Come on, guy. Keep it between the lines.

The fuck is this?

Are you fucking kidding me!?

Where'd you get your license,

in a Cracker Jack box?

That's a nice car,

does it come in a fuckin' men's?

*

Hey, Len.

Hey, we need to talk.

Sure, what's up?

Come on, get out of the water.

I need to talk to you.

Okay, right away, right away.

[splashing]

What's this?

Open it.

Is something wrong?

Just open the file, will you?

Here's the deal. I've been doing

a little acting on the side, you know?

Oh. I didn't know that.

Good for you, Len.

Yeah..

it's just..

I just met with this fucking agent cocksucker.

He tells me my pictures are no good

and my acting sucks.

He basically told me to go fuck myself.

What do you think?

Oh, well, uh.. I don't know.

I mean, the pics aren't so great.

Who took 'em?

A chick I'm fucking around with

in Culver City.

You should hire a pro, Len.

Not that she's not a pro..

I mean.. you know what I mean.

You know a good photographer?

Yeah, I know a few. I'd be happy to set you up.

But it's not cheap.

Are you serious about-

Absolutely! Are you kidding me?

Absolutely!

I mean, it would take a lot for me to leave

Angelo 'cause, you know, let's face it...

I'm extremely loyal, but..

I mean, a TV series, maybe a movie.

You know, I gotta start looking after me.

Of course.

Truth is, I'm starting to hit a roadblock

in my work too, you know?

How long you been acting, Len?

About six months.

Oh, Len, that's not a long time.

You should get into class with a good teacher.

I ain't got time for no teacher and class,

are you shitting me?

I'm 55 years old, I ain't got time for that shit!

It's either gonna happen or it's not.

Tell you what I need, I need like an advisor.

I need someone that's gonna be like a..

like a coach! I need like a coach.

Maybe you could be my coach.

You're doing a great job of Stevie D.

Everyone's impressed, including myself!

Len, I don't know.

What are you gonna do,

lie around the fucking pool all day?

Well, that's true. Yeah, why not?

Why not?

Yeah?

Yeah, let's do it.

[laughing]

It'll be fun, man.

That'd be great.

Yeah.

You comfortable? Everything good?

You know I almost got carjacked last night?

A couple guys in an SUV ambushed me

as I was getting into my car.

Oh, yeah?

Wow.

No shit?

Yeah, I've never had a car

anybody wanted before.

Yeah, it must have been the car

I would think, yeah.

Yeah, but I'm fine. Everything's great.

Listen, I gotta run a few errands for Angelo.

I'll be back about 4:00, we can get started, okay?

I'll be in the pool.

I look forward to it. You're starting

to sound more like Stevie D every day.

[laughing]

What I'm saying, and correct me if I'm wrong,

Jack, but my investors and I will be making a

huge investment up front with very little recourse

if the terms of the deal change

beyond our control.

You know, I really have to say

I'm not very comfortable with that.

Daria Laurentis.

Hi there.

Hi. Where are you?

I'm on Roxbury between Wilshire and

Little Santa Monica. Where are you?

The same.

Lunch?

Ohh, I want to.

But there's a little problem in that both your

father and my father - especially my father -

would not want me getting involved with a client.

Or his son.

You know, I think we should talk about this.

Mmm, I'm going into a meeting.

Can you come down in an hour?

Stevie..

Do you want to see me?

Of course I do.

Alright, then be out front in an hour

and, uh, wear flats.

Okay.

Bye.

This place looks good right here.

I say we go to dinner there tonight.

What is it?

It's an Italian joint..

say they got the best meatballs in town.

Yeah, I'll be the judge of that.

I want a good meatball I go to South Philly, uh?

Anything else is inexcusable.

We're not in South Philly, so..

But I don't want a meatball in LA.

We're in LA I want sushi,

I want something I can't get in Philly.

Sushi? -Yeah.

Isn't it raw fish?

Ooh, speaking of which..

what do we have here, uh?

Ooh, a little afternoon delight.

She's hot.

Now I don't feel bad for this jerkoff.

He's gonna go out with a bang.

Yeah.

I don't get it.

How come I can't get a girl like that?

'Cause you haven't solved your

family origin issue yet.

What?

Never mind, just drive.

I told you to stay close.

Where the fuck did they go?

Must be close..

I don't know these roads.

I grew up two blocks from you.

I'm sorry, I missed the fucking turn!

Put it on your Waze.

Waze? I use a paper map from the AAA.

This is so cool. Where are we?

It's like you're not in LA, right?

[laughs]

I don't want to go back.

Next stop sign make a right.

Are you sure?

No, I'm not sure.

Then I'm not making a right.

We gotta go straight.

We go up the hill.

We go up and then we have to turn around.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Ah, forget about it.

Why don't you call in sick?

Food poisoning always works.

-I have so much work to do.

Well, what are you doing tomorrow night?

-Nothing.

How about I cook you dinner?

-Where are we going to do this at?

Your place?

-My place isn't ready yet.

I'm still staying with my father.

Oh.

-Mm hm.

We're a couple of adults who

need to move out of the house.

-Yeah.

Well, I have an idea...

-Hm?

I have this friend who has this place

in Hollywood.

It's not fancy, but it's tasteful- I think.

Anyway, he's out of town for a few months and he

said if I needed to I could crash there.

-Is this like some kind of joint you set up

for all your girls or something?

[laughing]

Darling, I can promise you..

Stevie D has never had a girl at this apartment.

-Really.

[laughing]

Ha ha ha!

Oh, so fuckin' bored.

Yeah, we need some girls.

We need action.

I can't take it anymore.

I think I should go down to LA

and whack this motherfucker myself.

I mean, he's driving my car,

he's using my plastic.

I hear he's banging Nicole from Dolce Vita.

What?!

That's what I heard.

I used to hit that!

Fuck!!

You think I want to be alone?

Hey, Frank.

I haven't seen you in a while.

You didn't see me.

I won't remember anyway.

*

*

Hi.

Hi, I found you.

After you.

*

[door shuts]

So as I said, someone I know lives here

and they're not around, so..

It's like we're not in LA, right?

Oh, no. This is exactly like LA to me.

It's really charming.

It looks like hell from the outside

but I'm kind of impressed.

Whoever lives here has very good taste.

You think?

Don't be jealous. You have good taste too.

[laughs]

This is for dinner.

Oh, lovely.

We'll get to that later.

Isn't it amazing this is all we need?

With all that our parents have given us

and all our ambition..

we have a picnic in the hills and a wonderful

evening in this little tiny apartment

and the world is perfect.

Tasteful little tiny apartment.

[laughs]

[phone buzzing]

Oh, it's Lenny. I better get it.

Hey, Len. What's up?

Just checking in. Where are you?

I'm out, does it matter?

I'm picking up new headshots tomorrow.

I need some help.

Len, now's not a good time.

Can we talk tomorrow?

Yeah, meet me at 10:00 am. The 101 Diner.

Okay, good. See you then.

Hey, be careful on your way over.

Why?

I'm just saying.

Strange guy.

Where were we?

Here he comes.

Here he comes, there he is.

That's him.

Yeah, that's him.

Hey, Len.

Hey, thanks for coming.

My pleasure.

He's right there.

Show me what you got.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I got this, this, and this.

These are good, Lenny.

Yeah.

Alright, this is my take.

Every actor has an essence that makes them

more castable in certain parts.

For my money, this is you.

That's funny 'cause that was my favorite too.

That was easy.

That's great, I feel so much better.

This is great.

What do you think they're talking about?

No idea.

You know what I need now?

I need to get an agent.

Yeah, who doesn't? Mine just dropped me.

Your agent dropped you?

Yeah.

Want me to break his legs?

No, he's like 80 years old.

He just got tired and closed up shop.

Alright, just let me know.

But I'll tell you.. once this is done,

you and I are both going to get kickass agents.

Yeah.

Those are great.

You're going to get some work with those.

Len, this is taking forever.

What could be so hard?

This guy, he's running around town,

spending money, having a good time.

He couldn't be more visible

if I hung him from a billboard.

Listen, I'm sending him to Vegas

to meet up with Tony Mooch.

Tony's connected to the East Coast

and he can't keep his mouth shut.

Word will travel fast and it's better

that it happens in Vegas.

Easier to clean up there.

I gotta go.

What do you think?

Mmm. Nah, I don't like it.

I told you.

Ah, there's my girl.

*

[gasps!]

[laughing]

I like playing with you.

Me too.

I just wish we didn't have to be so secretive

about everything.

Well, what do you think about this-

now, don't say anything, just listen.

How about coming to Vegas with me this weekend?

I knew it!

I knew the real Stevie D would come out.

All this romance and vulnerability-

I said listen, okay?

I have some business to do for the old man.

mm hm.

It's not ideal but, you know,

we could be together without worrying.

I'd have to explain to my father why I'm

going somewhere I completely detest.

Well, come on. You're a big girl.

Okay, fine.

I'm in.

*

Stevie D?

Yeah?

Hey. Chris Muccerino.

How you doing, man?

You get in alright?

Yeah, man, great. Easy flight from LA.

You want to come meet my father?

Yeah, let's go.

Hey, dad. This is Stevie D.

Hey! Stevie D! Anthony Muccerino, uh!

Call me "Mooch".

So your old man tells me you want to

learn about the construction business.

He didn't give me much of a choice.

He's one tough cannoli, that old guy.

Come on, let's go.

It's almost tee time, alright?

Here, have one of these.

Come on, you'll meet the rest of the crew,

alright?

Great to see you.

You'll ride in my cart.

I can't.

I'm actually out of town for the weekend.

Where?

Dad, what difference does it make?

You'll know when I'm home because you'll see me.

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Where the fuck did that caddy go?

[grunts]

Alright.

Phew!

18 handicap, my ass.

You turned into Tiger Woods on the back nine.

No, no, come on.

Get the hell outta here!

You won fair and square, more or less.

Here, take it.

It's only fuckin' paper anyway.

Oh, hey. By the way...

What I told you about Nicky Beans, you know,

banging the old man's daughter?

Hey, keep that to ourselves or we'll both

wind up in a fuckin' jackpot, alright?

Do me a favor. I'd love for you to

hang out with Chris a little bit, you know?

You'd be a good influence on him.

He's a good kid but a bit of a

fuckin' loose cannon.

Maybe you and him could run around,

grab some nice Las Vegas bracciole together.

You know, I, uh, I got a girl with me in town.

Oh, you brought your own bracciole!

That's even better.

Saves you from chasing it around.

Speaking of the devil...

Hey!

Stevie D, good hanging with you, man.

Listen, me and my buddies, when we get a

house in Malibu you should come,

we'll party our balls off, man.

I'm in.

So how you getting back to the hotel?

I'll just call a cab.

Ah, fuck that. Take my Mercedes.

Oh, Tony.

Take the Benz, the white convertible,

enjoy yourself.

Somebody'll pick it up later.

How come I don't ever get to drive it?

Figure it out, how come.

Alright, take it easy.

Great guy, uh?

You wanna carry these for me?

*

*

[phone ringing]

Nick? Tony.

Hey. Is it done?

Can't do it this weekend.

What are you talking about?

Couple of major casino stockholders just flew in.

No messes.

What are you talking about?

It's a big town.

How many guys get whacked in Vegas

on a normal weekend anyway?

Sorry, Nick.

The boss wants it quiet this weekend

and that's that.

Jesus Christ. [click]

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, thanks.

Thanks for letting me know.

[whispering] I can't believe it.

Everything okay, baby?

Uh, yeah, yeah, it's good.

[dialing]

Hey, man.

I just talked to Tony Mooch.

They loved him.

"What a great kid". Blah, blah, blah.

I guess I sent the wrong guy into hiding, uh?

[click]

*

Are you happy?

Very.

Feels good to be away from everything, right?

Yeah, it does.

Hey, what's wrong?

I feel like I should come clean.

About what?

I feel like I should tell my father.

Hmmm. Look, Daria,

I don't think that's a good idea right now.

Why?

I mean, your father won't mind.

It's mine that has a problem with everything.

Look, there's a lot we need to straighten out

but I just think it's best if we leave everyone

else out of it and make it about you and me.

Why?

My father asked me specifically not to get

into any messes so I negotiated a few deals.

I think running off to Las Vegas with his

lawyer's daughter qualifies as a mess.

Just give me some time. Please?

Okay. I trust you.

So what are we doing tonight?

Ever play craps?

No, I haven't actually. You gonna teach me?

I'm gonna teach you...

and we're gonna win.

[laughs]

*

[banging on door]

Hey, thank god you made it back.

Yeah, I made a killing at the tables.

Since I took this gig, my luck has changed.

I can't wait to get back

and start auditioning again.

That's why I'm here.

I got called in for something.

Hey, that's great!

Yeah, it's a movie about the mafia in Los Angeles.

I didn't know there was any.

Hey, it's a movie.

Called me in for a wiseguy type,

and really I hate to get typecast because

I feel like I got so much more range than that,

but I'll take it to start.

Harvey Keitel says all actors are typecast and

it's up to the actor to break out of that.

Yeah, yeah, I agree with that.

Hey, take a look at this.

Look..

this is my guy here.

Pretty good, right?

Yeah. Yeah, let's work on it.

[crackling]

It's all static.

I can't hear anything.

Where'd you learn to set a mic, Radio Shack?

I was in a rush.

Look, Lenny. This scene is about justice.

That's what you want.

You have to make this personal.

Alright, personal..

okay.

I want justice.

Can I bring the script in?

I'm worried about forgetting my lines.

Yeah, of course.

Look, most actors get the part

just by the way they walk into the room.

What that means is that you gotta

bring something in there with you.

Like a prop or something?

No, I mean like an intention. Like,

"I'm in here for something and I'm gonna get it."

Okay, good. Can we take it again?

Yeah, let's go.

Um..

What makes you think you can hold my feet

to the fire on this?!

I got no beef with Tommy!

Who? Who's Tommy?

Now all of a sudden he's too busy!

I was promised something here!

His cell phone is too close to the mic.

It's that click, click, click, click noise.

You hear it?

Spoken like a true sound engineer.

When we laid the first brick that built this place

we had an arrangement that you would be

responsible for anything that happens!

What the fuck is going on?

Now you're too fuckin' busy!

You're out running around,

bangin' broads in Vegas!

A different broad every night!

[phone rings]

[loud feedback]

Sorry, Len. Let me turn that off.

I just kind of improvved a little bit there,

you know? Felt it brought me

closer to the material.

That shit hurt.

I was talking about you,

I don't know if you know that.

Yeah, I got that. I didn't realize

my sex life was causing you angst.

Are you really mad at me?

No, of course not!

Okay, then take a second and think about

somebody that did something to you.

[static]

Hey, we're back.

Now all of a sudden you're too fuckin' busy?

I was promised something here!

Didn't he say that already?

I don't care if I have to tear this house down

brick by brick, the same way I built it!

I'm gonna get answers!

[loud crash]

[static]

Shit!

No, no, no.

That was great, Len!

I had a breakthrough, I'm talking like a real

breakthrough, you know, like Bon Jovi was

talking about with James Lipton on Actor's Studio.

I believe you. Now, look...

tomorrow bring all of that in with you.

Just don't throw anything.

Alright, good, good.

Okay, next time I'm setting the mic.

I am doing everything I possibly can

to convince the mayor but because

we are appealing for stimulus money

there are a lot of firms competing for this bid..

diversity firms.

That's a bunch of bullshit because the

fuckin' government isn't paying for anything.

The Kowalski Brothers are

and they want me to build it.

So what's the problem?

DiMarco Industries has been a Los Angeles

company for over 50 years.

It's, uh, it's a family business.

You need to convince the mayor.

So what am I paying you for?

Listen..

look, get me a dinner, a lunch,

or a fuckin' taco with him.

Whatever he wants, okay?

[elevator dings and opens]

Lenny Ces-

Cespuglio.. right here.

Alright, sir. Come on in.

Pic and res?

Huh?

I'll need your headshot and resume.

Yeah, yeah, got it right here.

Here you go.

Yeah, I walked in, gave my pic and res,

we went at it. It was great.

That's great, Len.

I've been doing yoga.

It's helping with the breathing and focus.

You ever try it?

Yeah, all the time.

If I was you, I'd be bangin' half those broads

in that yoga class. [laughs]

Lenny, can I ask you something?

Yeah, what's up?

It's about what I'm doing for Angelo.

What about it?

Well, I met someone recently

and we've been seeing a lot of each other.

Yeah, I know.

The brunette with the big cans over at Dolce.

No, that was a one time thing and I'd appreciate it

if you'd never mention that again.

This is a serious one.

I've never met anyone like her.

She's a beautiful, intelligent,

serious woman.

I think I like the bartender better.

What's the problem?

Well, for starters, she thinks I'm someone else.

She thinks I'm Stevie D.

And you think if she finds out

you're an unemployed actor with no job

and no creds to really speak of

that she't not going to like you, right?

Well, I was hoping she could get over that.

What I don't think she can get over

is my lying to her. I gotta come clean.

Look, we'll get you out of this soon, kid.

You'll get your life back.

And then you can explain to this girl

you had a job to do for a good reason.

Like you always say to me,

we bring ourselves to the character.

This girl..

she don't like the character.

She likes you.

And if she gets that, she's the one.

And if not,

fuck it, go back to banging bartenders.

[laughs]

Thanks, Len.

[door squeaks]

[kids playing]

This is a playground.

This is no good.

You don't think you can get a shot, huh?

I don't want to take a chance with little kids.

[knocking]

Hello! Michael!

Miss Gomez.

Where have you been? Look at you,

you're all dressed up like a movie star.

Did you make it big?

Not yet, but I'm close. I promise.

We are expecting a very special guest today.

Can you stay?

I can't, unfortunately.

I don't even see where he's at.

He's so fucking elusive.

Ah, fuck it.

[car starts]

Let's hit the beach, huh?

Yeah.

I can't say much

but things are going very well.

Well, I'm so happy.

Yeah, in fact I want to donate this to the club

if I can.

Oh, my god.

Yeah, I also got lucky in Vegas.

Cash?

Vegas is kind of a cash town.

Dios mio, do you want to be on the

Board of Directors?

Look, if anyone asks about me

being here today, tell them I'm Stevie D.

Stevie D.

Michael... Actors.

Alright, I gotta go. Bye.

Bye.

[gasps]

Right over there.

And here I remember we used to have story time

and everyone would read a story-

Heyy.. Yay!

Want to see my drawing?

[kids shouting excitedly]

Yes! Yes, we can!

Hi!

Oh! Sorry, sorry. Okay, okay, goodbye.

I wish I got that reception

when I walked in a room.

Senator Barbara Garcia.

You're the special guest. I'm Steven DiMarco,

you can call me Stevie D.

I'm just a volunteer here.

Oh, no such thing as "just" a volunteer.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Stevie D.

You as well. Enjoy your visit.

Thank you.

Okay, Mr. La Costa, we should be in touch

in about two weeks.

I really appreciate you coming in today.

Have a great day.

[elevator dings then opens]

[phone ringing]

Hey, Lenny.

Hey, where are you?

I'm getting a massage.

Fuck, did I call the right Stevie?

It's me, Lenny.

Look, Ange needs you tonight for a very

important business meeting at Dolce Vita

at 7:00. And put on a suit.

And don't worry about the brunette.

I told her to take the night off.

Lenny, I don't know anything

about the business.

You already know more than Stevie does.

I'll be there.

[click]

Crap. Now I have to reschedule my facial.

[soft music and various conversations]

Sorry about the last minute notice.

Not at all.

Thank you for the opportunity, Mr. Mayor.

Uh, sparkling water, please.

So, Mr. DiMarco..

Call me Angelo, please.

Angelo... for a man who has

little interest in politics you seem to be

working very hard to get on my calendar.

I was actually talking to Mr. DiMarco about getting

involved with your re-election campaign

when the subject of the football stadium came up.

So..

you don't want to talk politics tonight.

Well, we'll see.

First and foremost I want you to meet my son and

successor, Steven DiMarco, and give you a

better sense of my family's involvement

in the growth of this fine city.

What do you think the prospects are

of Los Angeles getting a team?

I think they're pretty good.

So this isn't a "if you build it,

they will come" deal?

Well, if we don't build it, they won't come.

Or if we let another developer build it, say,

in the Inland Empire, Mr. Mayor, I would not like

to be in your shoes if pro football comes back

to Southern California

and ends up in Diamond Bar.

You have a family business, I understand,

so legacy is important to you?

Very.

Well, my legacy..

what I hope my legacy will be-

After your next term.

Let's hope none of our legacies

are coming up too soon.

My legacy I hope will be the doubling

of the public transportation system.

Mr. Mayor, this is a great op-

To that goal I have worked with community leaders

and developers and whomever it takes

to get people behind my projects.

Now do I doubt that your massive

and very impressive corporation

can handle a civic contract like this?

Not at all.

But do I think you deserve it merely because

the financial backers requested you build it?

I do not.

Not while I deal with companies just like yours

who are committed, with me, to making

a difference in all the communities

of Los Angeles.

Not just the high rises on the West side

or the mansions north of Sunset.

But then- Barbara!

Arturo! I knew I couldn't escape LA

without running into you!

Escape LA?

You're an Angeleno, have you forgotten your roots?

No [laughs]

You know my deputy, Adam Lerner?

Yes.

And this-

You again! Stevie D, right?

Indeed, it's good to see you again, Senator.

So, you know Angelo and his son?

No, I have not met Angelo.

Pleasure to meet you.

My pleasure.

I know that name quite well.

Thank you.

You should be very proud of your son.

I met him this afternoon at the Hollywood

Community Center where he is a star volunteer.

I was very moved by your impact on those children.

It's been my pleasure.

He's given us a lot to be proud of.

Did you know I was a student at that center?

Um..

ahem.. years ago?

[laughing]

I barely spoke English and my parents spoke

no English at all so they couldn't help me

with my homework.

Thanks to the Center and people like you,

I made it out.

You are doing a wonderful,

wonderful thing.

And that's why I fight for federal funding!

Speaking of funding..

we're talking about a football stadium.

Yes!

No, seriously.

Arturo, LA needs a football team!

I know!

How long can a girl root for Oakland?

[laughing]

Well, we need stimulus dollars

for infrastructure to close the deal.

I think you have a very, very fine team here.

Call me Monday, I'll see what I can do.

Gentlemen, bueno noches.

Gracias, Barbara.

Bye.

So, uh, where were we?

Alright, alright. This is the place.

And they're both inside.

It's an added bonus.

Yeah, well, do me a favor, will ya?

Leave it on the street.

I don't wanna be waiting for some valet

after we get done blasting him.

Fuck, we're not even close to this place.

Look at all these cars.

Jesus, what's with all the muscle?

Fuckin' goons everywhere.

Hey, you. Amigo. Come here a second.

What's going on in here, man?

Very special night.

Oh, yeah? Is Carrie Underwood inside?

The mayor and the governor are with us.

Oh, great. Terrific, thanks.

Tell 'em we send our regards.

Let's get outta here.

Who gives a fuck about the mayor and governor?

Top it off for you a little bit.

Thanks Bill.

Okay.

Ah!

So.. you're a scotch drinker too?

Yeah, you know, it's one of the few memories

I have of my father.

He would have one after work and pick me up

to play with him and I could smell it on him.

My father never drank.

How long have you been working with these kids?

Oh, about five or six years.

It's good that you do that kind of stuff.

My son never got involved in anything like that.

He doesn't know how lucky he is.

Maybe it's my fault.

I don't know if he's gonna be the guy

to run this company. Time is running out..

on both of us.

Well, I'm sure you can work it out, and if not,

you must have other options for the business.

I could have sold it a million times but I knew

how important it was for my father

to have his name on it.

I had one child and it was a son and I realized

how lucky I was to have him to groom.

But I blew it.

You know, I spoiled him. I didn't put the time in.

Selfish, is what it was. And now he's like that.

I would do anything for my son.

I wouldn't do that for anyone else in the world.

I've had so many goddamned women.

It's all meaningless.

Yeah. The only true love in the world

is the love between a father and a son.

[phone buzzing]

It's Lenny.

That was a stroke of luck tonight.

Yeah.

They can't cut me out now.

Goodnight, Bill.

Goodnight, Angelo. You want a top off?

No, sir.

You have a good night everybody.

Okay, thank you.

How about you?

A little bit.

There you go.

*

Hi. I want to see you.

Hi.

I took for granted having you all to myself

last weekend.

Look, I just finished dinner.

Why don't you meet me over at the

Beverly Park Hotel?

I hear the tubs there are very deep.

Don't tease me.

I'm pulling an all-nighter.

It stinks having a job, doesn't it?

Yes. Thank you.

Well, I guess I'm bubble bathing alone then.

You'd better be, Stevie D.

[click]

I'd better be Stevie D is right.

*

[knocking]

What are you doing here?

I came here to offer my services.

You did not come here to work.

No, I did. I really did.

What can I do? I mean,

I can't type and I know nothing about the law.

But delegate away.

Are you serious?

Look, you can send me away if you want,

but the only places open at this hour

are strip clubs.

[laughing]

Well, can you do some research?

Phht. Research? I love to research.

But I will warn you. I've had several scotches

so I hope nobody's life is at stake.

Alright. Get over here.

Let's see what you've got.

Do you know how to highlight?

I'll show you!

Okay, well...

*

Oh, my god, what time is it?

It's, uh, 5:30.

Oh! You gotta go. Go, go, go, now!

Now?

Yes! You've gotta get out of here.

I don't know how you work in an office.

I could never do this.

Alright, I'm going, I'm going.

Okay, good.

Oh, wait, wait, wait. Um, before you go..

I want to ask you a question.

Okay.

Will you come to an event with me on Friday night?

Well, what's the event?

I'm joking. I'll go anywhere.

It's, um, for City Heights, and I promise

it'll be the best night of your life.

Better than last night?

Much better than last night.

And I'll even get us a room at the

Beverly Park Hotel for that night.

Well, I think I see a bubblebath in our future.

Alright, go.

Get out. Go.

God..

Ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Ha ha ha ha!

Will ya- over here.

Here, right there.

Shit.

Here we go. There it is.

Strike!

I hate this game.

[phone ringing]

Hang on, hang on.

It's Nicky.

Hello?

You guys should be his fuckin' bodyguard!

There's not one hair on his head harmed

since I put you two on the job!

It's been over a fuckin' month!

The guy's gonna die of natural causes

before you get to him! What,

is he guarded by the secret fucking service?

There's stuff going on here beyond our control.

We can't get near the guy.

You- put the other cietrolo on the phone.

Put him on the phone! Now!

Yeah, okay, hold on.

He wants to talk to you.

I don't wanna talk to him.

He wants to talk to you.

Talk to him.

Hey, Nicky. What's up, man?

Listen to me, you stupid prick.

You're in charge now, do you understand? You!

This is your last chance, you get it done.

Just ring the fucking doorbell on the house

and kill whoever answers the goddamn door!

Is that so difficult?!

I don't care where this guy is, who he's bangin',

just get it done.

But don't you show your ass here again,

you understand?

So what'd he say?

Um..

he said that, uh, I'm in charge.

Okay, so what's the plan?

Plan? Play some more tennis. Come on.

I don't wanna play anymore ten-

Shut up and get over there.

*

[phone buzzing]

Hey, Lenny. What's up?

You're never gonna believe this.

I got that thing I went in for.

Hey, that's great, man! I believe it!

I'm really nervous 'cause I've never

been on a real set before, you know?

What do I do when I get there?

Relax, I'll go over everything with you.

Just enjoy this day. Getting that call

is one of the best days of your life.

I'm gonna stop by later, alright?

You know, I'm going to this event tonight

in Beverly Hills.

You're going out?

Yeah, is that okay?

Um, yeah, of course.

Hey, I need a tailor.

Do you know who Angelo uses?

Um.. yeah, Rosario down on Brighton Way.

Great. Thanks, Len. Congratulations, man.

Hey, Ronnie, it's Len.

Listen, Stevie D's going to Rosario's

down on Brighton Way.

I want you to get a guard on him.

Don't let him out of your sight, you hear me?

Alright.

*

Can I help you?

Lenny sent me.

You just go on about your business.

I'm invisible.

You're invisible?

Is something wrong?

I don't know nothing about all that, I'm just

here to make sure you get around safely.

I could use a driver tonight.

Whatever you need, Mr. DiMarco.

Great, I'll see you at the house at 7:00.

You look amazing!

Thank you, you too.

[door shuts]

[door shuts]

What is this?

Oh!

Oh, my god.

Do you like it?

Yes! Um..

they're too expensive, I-

I didn't ask you for financial advice.

I asked if you like them.

Oh, my god.

Stevie, they're so beautiful, but I can't.

It's too much.

You're more than enough.

Look, I've waited a long time

to be able to give something like that

to someone I feel this way about.

I want you to have them.

Oh...

thank you.

[photographers shouting]

Daria! Daria!

Your dress looks beautiful!

You look awesome!

Give us a big smile right over here.

Aw, that's beautiful.

We get a tremendous settlement out of that,

so I think we can do business.

That's great.

Yeah. Good, good. Uh..

Excuse me, will you?

Sure.

You were right,

that was the best night of my life.

[laughs]

You have a great day.

You too.

Daria!

Dad?

What are you doing?

I was just getting coffee with a friend.

That's one hell of a coffee.

I just saw you kissing Stevie DiMarco.

Are you out of your mind?

Dad, please! Can we-

What are you doing with this guy?

Dad! I wasn't going to tell you

because I knew you would react this way.

Now please, stop!

I just want what's best for you, Da-

Small French press, Irish oats - no cinnamon.

Oh, yeah, dates would be nice.

Yes, 507.

[phone ringing]

Thank you.

Hi.

Everything okay?

This is so awful. I just ran into my dad.

He saw me with you.

Where, at the hotel?

Yes.

God, I feel so stupid.

This is so unnecessary.

I'm an adult.

Why am I tiptoeing around?

Look, Daria. I need to, uh..

I need to tell you something.

What?

Nothing, we'll talk later.

Everything will be fine. I promise.

[click]

[sighs]

Want chocolate or vanilla frosting?

Chocolate.. with sprinkles.

Stevie, wanna go see a movie?

Fuck that.

I was thinking maybe I should go blond

after this.

Hm.

Some highlights maybe?

Holy shit!

-What?

Check this out.

What is it?

I don't think you want to see this.

Like I said, the fucking guy looks just like him.

Looks like he got D. Laurentis

to go out with him.

Looks to me like he got her to do

a lot more than that.

What the fuck?

Something is going on here.

You can't tell me something is not

going on here!

Pack your bags, we're going back to LA

to get my life back.

The mayor sends his congratulations.

He is very happy that this project is

moving forward with DiMarco Industries.

Adam, thank you for all your efforts.

Just a little token of my appreciation.

Where's my father?

I need to see him right now!

What are you doing here?

Something is going on

and I came to straighten it out!

Listen, I have an important meeting.

You can't-

Dad, something is going on!

This guy's driving my car,

he's using my plastic, he's dating Daria!

You know how long I been working that?

You go to the guest house now.

Dad..

Now!

[voicemail] Hi, you've reached Lenny...

Dammit, Lenny. Where the hell are you?

Ronnie, this is Angelo.

I need you at the house immediately.

Stevie's back.

I want a bodyguard on him at all times.

What do you mean you're already on Stevie?

These are our last two Priuses.

Thank you.

Priuses?

Appreciate it, thank you.

Alright!

I don't get it.

What?

what are we gonna do with these?

The way I look at it is

we gotta be invisible out here.

We gotta blend, we gotta mix in with people.

Great. So we're gonna blend better

in a couple of glorified golf carts

than we did in the rapper mobile.

Yes, as a matter of fact we are, okay?

So now, look, which one do you want?

We're gonna be late to yoga.

Fine. I want the dark one.

-Fine.

And I want to go to hot yoga.

-Fine.

Keys!

What the fuck- hey!

Numbnuts, where'd you go?!

What's going on?

My son's back.

What?

What the hell are you wearing?

I was at a yoga class.

That's all I need right now.

Why were the bodyguards

on the other guy, the actor?

I call Ronnie, I say to him "Get on Stevie",

he tells me that he's on Stevie for two days.

What the hell is going on?

Christ, Ange, he's a good kid.

We had a heart to heart about some things

and I felt bad for him.

He was going on a date so I told the bodyguards

to keep an eye on him.

I can't believe it.

Do you know that he's involved with

my lawyer's daughter?

Do you know that?

[phone buzzing]

Ange, I swear to god I knew nothing about that.

[phone buzzing]

It's Ronnie. Yeah, Ronnie?

What the hell do you mean

Stevie's not in the house? Where is he?

Sit down.

Daria!

I'm back!

The real Stevie D.

[door slams]

Daria?

Where are your things?

In the bedroom.

Who are you?

I..

You know, I don't want to know.

I just came to get my things.

Daria, this is very complicated.

Why did you do this to me?

I wanted to tell you, but I-

Was this just a game to you?

No! Every moment has been real

from the first time I saw you.

You have to know that. Don't you?

I don't know anything anymore.

I don't even know who you are!

You do know who I am.

Not another step, chief.

Daria, you know me.

I want to go.

Come on.

[Door slams]

[deep sigh]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Lenny, it's Michael.

Things have gone really wrong.

People know I'm not Stevie.

You're kidding me.

Meet me at the house.

How could you not come to me

with something like this? Huh?

I've been your lawyer for over 20 years.

I've gotten you out of jams worse than this.

Tell me something..

how can a man as powerful as you

pull off such a childish stunt like this? Huh?

Jack, I don't know what I was thinking.

I was embarrassed, I was scared,

and I didn't see a way out.

You didn't see a way out?

No.

This is my daughter, Angelo.

My daughter!

Every second she's with this guy

her life is in danger!

Jack, I didn't know that.

I swear on my wife's grave I didn't know that

until yesterday!

You didn't know.

No!

Go in, please.

Have a seat.

I just want to go home.

I know Stevie D's back.

There's nothing else for me to do here.

It's not that simple.

Look, I've done what was asked of me and more.

Stevie wants his life back and so do I.

[sighs]

Lenny will see that you get your money.

Thanks for your services.

Thanks for everything, kid.

Things quiet down I'll give you a call, alright?

Break a leg, Lenny. Not literally.

[chuckling]

You'll get a real breakthrough soon,

I can feel it.

[door shuts]

I thought you two were gonna kiss.

Where are my goddamn keys?

Keys are in your car.

I don't want that one.

I want the one he was driving.

Here. Have a ball.

I gotta send Ronnie with you, okay?

Fuck that.

That loser pranced around town for a month

and the worst thing that happened to him

was a bad blow job.

[whispers] fuckin' punk.

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I think I got him, I think I got him.

Wait, where are you at?

I'm outside the joint in Hollywood

where he shacks up with the girl.

There's cars in front of me, I'm gonna lose him-

goddammit, you fucking asshole!

[ominous music]

You've reached the voicemail

of Daria Laurentis.

Please leave a message

and she'll return your call shortly.

For immediate assistance-

Daria, it's me.

If you could please just listen.

I know you have every right not to speak to me

again but.. but please just listen

to what I have to say.

I wanted to tell you everything that was going

on last night but things just got so messed up.

[doorbell]

I don't know what else to say.

[doorbell]

Look, my name is Michael, Michael Rose.

Can we just start with that?

If you could just please call me back.

Please. I miss you.

[phone ringing]

What?

I got him.

What are you talking about?

Yes, it was him.

There's no doubt about it.

He had the Jag and the broad was with him.

[sirens]

Lenny, this is Ricardo from La Dolce Vita.

You must come immediately.

Stevie D is dead.

How the fuck should I know

who the other guy was, but it wasn't him

'cause I just blew the motherfucker away!

Well, look, where are you now? I'm starving.

No, no.

We're not going to Musso & Frank's, no.

We're gonna go to Spago,

I heard they got a great scene there.

Yeah, Spago.

Wolfgang Puck's place.

We watched him on television the other day,

he made that wiener schnitzel..

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Hey, Carl. Hey, Frank.

What the fuck?!

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hey, kid. It's Lenny.

I just want you to know you're safe.

Lenny, what is going on?

Look, I can't get into this right now.

I just want you to know I did everything I could

to protect you.

Protect me?

Look, I gotta run. Angelo needs me.

We'll see each other again.

[click]

The Indians.

Oh, the Indians? You play Little League?

Michael, you're on TV.

Oh, is it the commercial again?

You're on the news.

What?

I'll be right back.

Federal agents have officially linked Steven

DiMarco to the events surrounding the death of

Nick Grimaldi Jr in a strip club in the Valley.

Investigators have since revealed a macabre plan

by DiMarco Industries family patriarch Angelo

to protect his son from retribution by hiring an

actor to play the role of his hunted son.

The actor is a Los Angeles man named

Michael Rose.

Oh, no.

It is unclear what his connection is with the

events of that evening or the cover up.

What is clear immediately

is the striking resemblance between

Mr. Rose and Mr. DiMarco.

Talk about your classic Film Noir Los Angeles.

I gotta go.

Michael? Michael?

So what do you know about this Michael guy?

I mean, I saw things..

I didn't see things.

I don't know how much I can tell you right now..

for free.

That's him right there!

Tell us who you are!

Did they pay you? Were you aware

you were being set up to die for another man?

[gasps]

[laughing]

Oh, my god.

That's all you got?

Fish tacos tonight?

You're buying.

I bought last time.

So.. listen.

Michael...

We're done here.

Okay.

So what does that mean for me?

It means you should be in the clear.

And the right guy's dead.

And it's gonna take us a while to figure out

what Angelo's motives were.

As of right now his story matches yours,

so.. we don't have much to go on.

You do know that we had you under surveillance

for a while.

We even had you bugged.

And we would have uncovered this sooner

but, quite simply, you had everybody fooled.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Hey, Michael.

This is John Lerner from WMA.

I'd like to talk to you.

You've been undiscovered far too long, in my eyes.

Has anyone discussed the movie rights

to your story?

Uh, no.

John, could you hang on one second?

Hello?

Hi Mike. Nancy Silver from ICM.

Hi Nancy.

Actually, it's Michael.

Michael... of course.

And in my opinion

not enough people know your name.

Would you like to have lunch?

Okay.

You gotta grow up!

I'm running a multimillion dollar

company here.

All you need to do is sit there

and learn the business!

No.. you want to be a gangster!

You're only tough because of my money

and the people I know!

How am I gonna protect you?

Cut! I loved it!

We're gonna move on.

-It wasn't too much was it?

Not at all, man. It was great.

-Thanks.

We're gonna put you in on this next one

and come around, it's gonna be your shot,

you just own it.

-It wasn't too much, was it?

No, it was incredible.

*

I love what you did to the place.

It's like you're not in LA.

Oh, I'm definitely in LA.

* Meet me in Cognito, baby *

* we'll have nothing to hide *

* let's go incognito, honey *

* let the world believe that we've died *

* meet me in Cognito, baby *

* we'll leave our pasts behind us *

* the present is always a mystery *

* the future never fails to remind us *

* Incognito there every day's a surprise *

* Incognito where truth tells all the best lies *

* it's very good to play the game *

* amuse the gods, avoid the pain *

* but don't trust fortune, don't trust fame *

* your real self doesn't know your name *

* and in that we're all the same *

* we're all incognito *

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