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- Great.

B so self-obsessed with
my mascara and mistakes

d vanity's like a funeral
and everyone's at my wake

fl before I run out of air
there's more makeup to apply

fl doll eyes stare into
valium-colored skies

fl I've got a sweet tooth
and strawberry youth

d you wanna be my licorice
and misguided youth

d and right now I'll show you how

fl I'm a beauty killer

Fl rhinestone my eyes closed
and please fix my hair

d this concealer can't hide
all my pink nightmares

fl before I run out of air
there's more makeup to apply

fl doll eyes stare into
valium-colored skies

d I almost died but it felt great

fl faking perfection wasn't worth the wait

d I may be easy, easy to hate

fl but you're so fucking
easy, easy to break

fl I've got a sweet tooth
and strawberry youth

d you wanna be my licorice
and misguided truth

d and right now I'll show you how

fl I'm a beauty killer

fl doll eyes stare into
valium-colored skies

fl doll eyes stare into
valium-colored skies

fl doll eyes stare into
valium-colored skies

fl I'm a beauty killer

fl gorgeous killer

fl hot pink killer

fl fierce killer

fl I'm a beauty killer

fl I'll fucking kill you d

- Hello novella.

- Oh, hey Tracy.

- What happened to your agent?

- What's that?

- Oh, I saw that you're
not with teller & Davis

on the sign-in sheet.

- Oh yeah, I've been
thinking about moving on

for a while now.

- Really, hmm.

Olivia Thompson said they let you go.

- No, I moved on.

- Did you ever get a call back for that

budweiser commercial?

- Sure didn't.

- Oh really?

Well, I got the part.

We're lensing next week.

- Oh.

That's great.

Who's the producer on that?

- Kurt Hansen.

- I thought he was gay.

- What does that matter?

- Because he's obviously hiring you

so you could blow him.

Everyone does.

What would a gay guy get out of that?

- Fuck off.

- I mean I guess it doesn't really matter,

getting your dick sucked by a girl

probably feels the same as a guy.

Besides, it's not like
he's butt-fucking you,

although I'm sure you offered that, too.

- You can say whatever
you want to, darling.

But the truth is, you're terrible.

That's why you don't get the parts.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah, what are you, like 40?

- I'm barely 30, idiot.

- Okay, let's see here.

Oh, Tracy.

Hey baby, come on in.

- U m, ma'am?

We were here first.

- Sorry sweetie, but the
producer specifically

requested her for this one.

- I'm sure they did.

- Yeah, sorry sweetie.

Eat your heart out.

- What a bitch.

- I know right?

Shit.

Eesha.

- Novi!

- Hi, eesha.

- How are you, I just saw you coming in.

- I'm good, how is Jethro doing?

- Oh, he's doing fine, he just has started

picking on his privates so I
had to put the cone back on.

It must be strange to have
your privates cut off

like that, you know?

- Poor little guy.

- Yeah, so did you have any
auditions or callbacks?

- Yeah, I had some auditions today.

- How did they go?

- Good, you know, we'll see.

- I just wanted to know
how your month was going,

it's almost the end of the month, you know?

- Mmm-hmm, yeah, time sure flies by.

- It sure does, yeah, it just seems like

last month just ended.

- Sure does.

- Mmm-hmm.

Yeah.

Well um, have a good night.

- You too, bye Jethro.

- Say bye-bye Jethro, come on, say bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Oh, bye-bye, he's saying bye-bye.

- Okay.

- Oh, bye-bye, oh bye-bye.

- Hello?

Oh hey, what's up?

Yeah.

Sure.

I'll see you there in 20.

Eh, I'll tell you about it later.

Okay, yeah, sounds good.

Cool.

See you then, bye.

Whatever.

So then the casting director comes out,

doesn't even look at the sign-in sheet,

and lets Tracy audition.

She didn't even look at the list.

- Is she the bitch that got
the commercial over you?

- Not just the commercial, but like,

the last four or five
roles I've tried out for.

I hate her.

- Was she that good?

- I don't know, I haven't
seen any of her shit.

- Well, is she really hot or something?

- No.

I mean she's cute, but not like

out-of-this-world beautiful.

- Right.

- And she's got like this snaggletooth.

- Oh, gross.

- She's younger, that's mostly the reason.

- Well how young?

- I don't know, early 205.

Whatever it says on my headshot.

- Look novi, I know that
this has been really tough

for you, okay?

But you're a really good
actress, and I think

that you just need to tough this out.

- Candice, I haven't gotten a part

in the last three years.

Nothing, not even a corporate video.

- Well you're not trying to
do a corporate video, novi.

I mean you're trying to become a movie star

so that you can fuck Michael fasbecker.

- Candice I can't get anything.

- So what, are you gonna quit, just because

you're going through a rough patch?

- A rough patch is three
weeks or three months,

not three years.

- I think that you should
give it a couple more weeks.

I mean, it's always darkest right before

the sun comes up.

- It's before the dawn.

- What?

- Nothing.

- So, you girls wanna dance or something?

It's Candice and novella, right?

- Why don't you go grab me another drink?

- Another one?

You haven't said two words to me all night.

- Well, I'm sorry baby, but you know,

we've just been talking about some

really serious shit over here, you know?

- Yeah, sounds like it.

- You know what?

If you go get me another drink
I'll make it up to you,

I promise, I'm just
starting to get my buzz on.

- Yeah, great.

- Look, I have a gun
right here in my purse,

and I'm not afraid to shoot your dick off

right now on this couch.

But if you go get me and my girlfriend

another drink, I'll be
happy to make it up to you

with a handjob in the bathroom.

So now which one of those
scenarios would you prefer?

Hmm?

Baby girl, do you want another drink?

- Yep.

- Hey, Louis ck, yeah, you.

You wanna get my girl a vodka and soda?

- Yes, sir.

- Thanks.

Are you ready?

- Yeah.

- Shit, you know what, I've gotta pee,

I'll be like two seconds, okay?

- Can't you wait, we're on our way out.

- Novi, I've already like, broken the seal,

I mean that dipshit just
bought me like, four beers.

I'll be right back.

- Well hurry up, I don't feel good.

- Okay, I'll be right
back, but just watch out

for ren and stimpy, okay?

- How's it goin'?

What's your name?

- Novella.

- Are you an actress?

- Why do you ask?

- You have a movie star name.

- Thanks.

- What's your last name?

- Mcclure.

- Really?

That's an incredible name.

What do you do?

- I'm an actress.

- Seriously?

I knew it, you're beautiful and skinny,

you have an amazing name.

Don't worry I'm not gonna friend you

on Facebook or anything.

- Oh, good.

So uh, what's your name and occupation?

- Me?

Um, my name is Simon, I am a doctor.

Call me Dr. Simon if you want.

That's what I call myself, so.

- Are you really a doctor?

-I am.

- So, do you save people's lives and stuff?

- I do, if you consider saving lives

talking to rich people
about how bored they are.

- Mmm, not so much.

- Yeah, me neither.

I usually just tell people I'm a surgeon,

but, I don't know, you
bring out the truth in me.

- I have that effect on people.

- Maybe you should just
change your name to Polly.

- What?

- Like a polygraph test?

- Okay.

- Yeah, it's a lie detector test, yeah.

I was really going 'til that last one, huh?

- Yeah, it kinda came out of left field.

- Uh, speaking of which, looks
like I'm up to bat, so.

You have a boyfriend or something?

- Hey, let's go.

Come on.

- Nice to meet you, Dr. Simon.

- You too.

Novella mcclure.

- Ugh.

Oh, my god this is so stupid.

Shit.

Oh, fuck, that's right.

- Hi there.

What's your name?

- Novella mcclure.

- Miss mcclure, I was
hoping you'd make it out.

- Oh, really?

Are you a casting agent?

- Oh no, I'm just helping out today.

- Oh, well thanks, I'm happy to be here.

- Ha ha, I'm sorry, what I meant was,

I've seen you before, and
you have a great look.

Do you do any modeling?

- Of course I do modeling,
are you looking for models?

- A friend of mine has a company, and is

looking for some new faces.

He's really talented.

- Oh, well what's the name of the company?

- Oh, well I'm not sure, but he's

a really great photographer and film maker.

- Where's it based out of?

- I think he said San Fernando.

- Look sweetie, I'm not stupid.

No thanks.

- I'm sorry, did I say something wrong?

- I don't do porn.

- What?

- This is not my first audition, I've been

doing this for a while now.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Any modeling company
that doesn't tell you

the name of the company is a porn company.

- No it's not.

- Then what's the name of it?

- Well, I don't remember.

- Have you seen his work?

- Well, no but I've been dating the guy

for a few weeks, and I think that...

- Ah, see there you go.

He knows that you're interning here

and asked you to collect
headshots and shit, right?

- Yeah, but it's not a porn company.

- Has he asked you to audition?

- Yeah, but that d...

- You see, there you go.

- Stop it, he doesn't do porn, okay?

Besides, you're the one with the porn name.

- What the hell does that mean?

- Well maybe the reason people keep trying

to cast you in their porn movies is because

of your stupid name.

- It's not stupid.

- What, was Laura lust taken or something?

- A porn name is your pet's
name, and the street

you grew up on.

Do you really think I'd
name my cat novella?

Oh fuck me, are you serious?

Be sure to grab her headshot, she'd love to

fuck your boyfriend on camera.

- Excuse me?

- Fuck off, Tracy.

- Uh!

Hi, I'm Tracy Armstrong.

Did you need me to sign in?

- Oh shit!

Fuck!

Dammit.

God dammit!

- Oh, hi novi, how are you?

- Eesha can you come back
another time, this isn't

really a good time.

- Well, I just don't know
how to tell you this.

- What is it?

Oh shit.

- Novi, I have been trying to tell you this

for three months to pay your
rent but you haven't paid.

- I know eesha, it's not
your fault, it's mine.

I'm sorry, look, I'll
get you a check, okay?

I'm up for a big role and I'm pretty sure

I'm gonna get the part.

- Novi, you have been
saying that since February,

and so far you haven't
paid your rent, you know

I hate doing this.

- I know it, I just...

- Oh novi, no look, don't start crying.

What happened?!

- I was in a car accident.

And I had to get a, a car, a rental car

just to, I had to get a
rental car to come home

and then go to my audition,
and now I'm being evicted

and I don't have any money, and I just

don't have any place to stay.

- Okay wait, don't, don't cry, listen,

don't worry, look, look, just sit here

and we'll take care of your hand, okay?

I'll go get some cleaner.

- Good morning, how are you feeling?

You've been out all night.

The medication should make you
feel pretty groggy right now.

How are you feeling?

- Groggy.

- Okay.

I'll go grab the doctor and
I'll send her right in.

- No, that's not necessary.

I'll just grab my stuff
and go home, I'm okay.

- Oh, no no, you've had quite the night.

- No please, I'm not a fan of doctors.

I don't trust them.

No offense, you're not a
doctor, so you're cool.

- Okay, just sit back and
relax, and I'll send her in.

- Fuck.

This is gonna be expensive.

- Hello, novella, how are you feeling?

- Groggy.

- That's probably the medication.

- That's what I hear.

- My name is Dr. Morgan Walker.

I'm the psychiatrist here at the hospital.

- Excuse me?

- I came to talk to you about your wrist.

- Psychiatrist?

- Your friend eesha brought you in.

She told me you might be going through

a tough financial situation.

- So I have eesha to thank for this?

- She saved your life.

- Right.

Look Dr. Walker, I'm not suicidal.

In fact, it's a really weird story.

- Really?

- Yeah, would you like
me to tell you about it?

- Please.

- Okay well, yesterday when eesha left,

well I got nervous, and
whenever I get nervous,

I get hungry.

- Does this happen often?

- Yeah.

So, well, and I got a can of peaches out.

- Peaches?

- Yes, peaches, to eat.

Because I was hungry, and,
well, I love peaches.

And when I was opening
up the can of p-peaches,

I s-s-sliced and slipped on...

Yeah.

- Okay, novella.

I'm going to put you on
24-hour suicide watch.

Do you have any friends or
family who can stay with you?

- I don't know.

Miss, I mean Dr. Walker, I'm not
suicidal, I just told you, I...

- Miss mcclure, the wound on
your hand is a bite Mark.

The first responders thought it might be

from an animal, but the
blood caked on your face,

and pieces of flesh in your
teeth, proved otherwise.

You must have a friend or
family member stay with you.

If not, you'll be required to stay here.

And I also want to give you this.

It's for the psychiatric
facility up the street.

You must meet with a psychiatrist there

two times a week until further evaluation.

Is this clear?

Novella.

We're trying to help you.

You don't need to lie to us.

Now I'm gonna send the nurse in and get you

all cleaned up and ready to go.

- Fuck!

So then I go and check out,
and it's gonna cost me

2200 dollars for one night's stay.

- Why did she say it looked
like an animal bite?

- She's a lying bitch.

All doctors are.

I was opening up a can and slipped and now

I have to go see a god damn shrink

in an insane asylum.

- Don't worry about it so much baby girl,

I'll stay the night at your place tonight.

We'll make the most out of it,

I actually think it'll be kind of fun.

- Candice, I don't have a place.

I'm being evicted.

- Are you kidding me?

Just tell your landlady that
you tried to kill yourself

because of her.

You've got her wrapped around your finger.

- My apartment is attached to her house.

I don't think she's gonna
let me live there for free.

- Well she has been for
the past three months,

I think you should just trust me on this.

- I don't know, I feel bad.

- I get off work at seven,
I think you just need

to talk to your landlady and everything

will work itself out.

Okay?

Hey!

Suicide watch, come on it'll be fun!

Buck up!

- Dammit.

- Thank you for calling sun city bank.

Please enter your password.

- You have negative 642
dollars and 13 cents.

To access your account please press one,

or stay on the line...

- Hello?

- Is this novella?

- Yes it is.

- Hi, my name's Brad hatcher.

I'm a film maker here in Los Angeles

and I was calling because my girlfriend

gave me your head shot today.

- Oh, cool, who's your girlfriend?

- Uh, the one you yelled at yesterday.

- Oh wow, umm, I'm surprised
she gave it to you,

I was pretty nasty to her.

- Me too, actually, but we
all have shitty days, right?

- Tell me about it.

- Well, my producers and
I are putting together

a small scene and we all think you have

the perfect look for it.

We'd really like to talk
with you in person,

um, would you be interested
in coming in to audition?

- You know, honestly Brad,
I really appreciate it,

but I've been thinking
about taking some time off

for a while now.

- I don't know if she mentioned
this, but it's a paying role.

- Oh really, how much?

- It's 1500 dollars for a four-hour scene.

- Did you just say 1500 dollars?

- I did, will that work for you?

- Yeah, uh, when and where is the audition?

- It's at our production
studio in the valley.

I can text you the address if you want.

- Okay, great, I'll see you there.

- Great, thanks novella.

Oh, uh, real quick, is this
your current email address

on the back of your headshot?

- Uh, yes it is.

- Okay cool, I'm gonna send
you some more information

about our films and uh,
any reference materials

you may need, otherwise,
we will see you tomorrow.

- Okay, thanks Brad.

Hmm.

Ow, fuck.

- Oh, um, hi novi.

How are you?

- Hey, eesha, I'm fine.

- Sweetie, what happened?

- Oh, they let me go from
the hospital this morning,

and I'm just waiting for my friend Candice.

She should be here soon.

- No no no, I mean, why did
you do this to yourself?

- I don't know, I, I just
have a lot of things

going on right now.

- You know novi, don't
worry about your rent.

- Oh no, eesha, I'll pay you the rent.

- You are very special
to me and I don't know

what I will do if anything happened to you.

- Thanks, eesha.

- You are very talented.

And one day you will be a big movie star.

You don't need this stress in your life.

What's going on, what
are you wanting there?

- Awww!

Oh my god, you are so cute!

Little baby!

- Uh, eesha, this is my friend Candice.

Candice this is my landlady, eesha.

- Hi.

- Oh, hi.

He likes you, oh otherwise he turns into

a little ball of Barb wire.

- Oh he's precious.

- Well, you can keep him if you want to.

Ever since he got his
testicles chopped off,

he's been quite a handful.

- Oh, yeah, I don't know, I
think he's pretty sweet.

- Oh well I'll leave you two by yourselves.

Take care, novi.

- Thanks eesha.

- Mmm-hmm.

- It was really nice to meet you.

- Oh, nice to meet you too.

- And you too, handsome
little man, you say bye-bye?

- Say bye.

- Oh my god, so precious, have a good day.

- You too.

- Bye.

Adorable, oh my god.

So cute.

So what do you want to do tonight?

- Ugh, I need a drink.

- Sounds good to me.

Wait a second.

Should we be going out after you just

tried to kill yourself or whatever?

- Are you kidding me, that's exactly why

we should go out.

- That's my girl.

- I'm gonna go get ready.

- Wait, do you have a
dress that I can borrow?

- So are we gonna dance at all tonight?

- Baby, I was just dancing.

- Yeah, but not with me.

- What, you don't like to watch?

I bet you like to watch, don't you?

- You wanna get out of here?

I live really close.

I think that cast on your arm is hot.

I kinda wanna lick it.

- Um, I could use a drink.

- Yeah.

I could use another drink, too.

Why don't you boys go get
us another round, okay?

- Yeah yeah, but you know
I'm not gonna do this

all night for free, you know what I mean,

not for your health, baby.

- Yeah, that's really charming.

You know what, make mine a double.

These guys are especially douchey.

I think we should just get another drink

and then we should roll out.

Are you okay?

- I have my last audition tomorrow.

- What?

- I'm quitting acting.

- God, not this again, I mean can't we just

get drunk and have some fun?

- Candice, I'm serious,
if I get it, I'll get

1500 dollars, and I'll stick with it.

If not, I'm done.

- Really?

What are you gonna do?

- I can cut hair with you.

- At my shop?

- Yeah.

- Why would you want to work
there, I hate that place.

- Because you make money and I don't.

- I think that you're doing just fine.

I mean look how nice your apartment is.

- Candice, I got evicted.

- No you didn't.

Now you can just keep doing what you love.

- Candice, I don't love it.

I don't love sitting in a
room full of pretty girls,

girls who would literally
kill me just so they

could have the part.

- You're just paying your dues.

- Paying my dues?

It's all clues, it's only dues.

I've been paying my dues
for the last 10 years.

- Baby girl, you're like my blood, okay?

I just don't have your back on this.

I just can't let you give up on your dream.

- My dream is to be happy.

And I haven't been happy in a long time.

Especially lately.

- You know, I sit in that shop all day long

cutting hair while everyone
else is out in the world.

And that's why I've always loved you

and respected you, novi.

Because you didn't give
up like I did, I mean,

you fight and you claw and
you struggle every day

so that you can keep living your dream.

Meanwhile, I sit in a fucking box all day

cutting the hair of people
who are total assholes

and making them look pretty.

- Here's your double, you'll like that one.

- Oh, thanks.

- Uh, gimma peck on the cheek first.

- Are you serious?

- Hey what the fuck?!

- Get off me!

- Cheers!

- Okay, sorry.

- You know what, um, I've gotta pee.

- Yup, me too.

- Excuse me.

- Don't be gone too long.

You'll make me sad.

- Are um, are you good?

- Yeah, I hate that bathroom.

- Okay, I'll b-r-b.

- Hey.

- Oh, hey Dr. Simon.

- How are you, novella?

- You remembered my name.

- Of course, how could I
forget the one and only

novella mcclure?

By the way, I don't actually
have to go to the bathroom,

I just, I saw you over here.

- Alright.

- Last time, I had to go to the bathroom,

but now we're standing here, how are you?

- I'm okay.

- Great.

What happened to your hand?

- Oh, car accident.

- How bad?

- This bad.

- Wow, yeah.

Uh, hey so, before your scary
girlfriend comes back,

I wanted to ask you out.

- Oh, wow, you just kinda
came out and said it.

- Yeah, I sure did, didn't I?

I'm about as shocked as you are.

Um, what do you think?

Go get a cup of coffee,
or eat food together

or something.

- Um, sure, I'm kind of drunk right now,

so it might not be the best time.

- Oh yeah yeah, of course.

I didn't mean tonight, I actually have

a new patient in the morning, so.

I will give you my number.

That way you don't have to
call if you don't want to.

It's a win-win situation for you, you know?

- Well I appreciate the
option, but I will call.

- Great.

- So what, you're boyfriend's...

- Oh god no, they're just
a tab for the night.

- Really?

That's probably not the
safest way to get a drink.

- It's the cheapest though.

- Just so you know, if we do go out,

you can have whatever you want.

You don't have to slip out
back afterwards, either.

- Sounds like a good plan to me.

- Okay, well I'm going to
quit while I'm still ahead.

- I will call you soon, Dr. Simon.

- Talk to you then.

Novella mcclure.

- Yeah, and now you can
go, just like I said.

It took you long enough,

did you get it all?

- You wanna take it outside, bitch?

Fuck off, bitch!

- That's what I thought.

Fucking bitch.

- Everything okay?

- Yeah, it's fine, there's
just some hipster

bitch in the bathroom starting shit.

Let's just go, come on.

- Uh, do you remember what...

- I know where the car is, come here.

It's this way.

- Oh.

Those guys were like stupid douchey.

- Well they were assholes.

- Dude, I feel pretty drunk right now.

Are you okay to drive?

- Yeah I just, well I don't
know, I feel kind of

fucked up, but just give me the key.

- Shit.

Me too.

- Oh, shit.

- Something's wrong.

- There you are!

Ha ha ha ha!

- I told you not to run
away from me, stumpy.

- Candice, shit, we have
to get out of here!

- We've been buying you little girls drinks

all night long.

- And here you are,
trying to run out on us.

Ron kind of figured you were gonna do that.

- I thought you might
need a little something,

extra, to get you in the mood.

- Extra, extra!

- It'll be okay baby girl, okay?

- So remember when I said
I wanted to lick you?

Well now you are gonna lick me.

- Rub along those teeth like
that, just brushin' 'em...

- Do what he says, okay?

- What?!

- I like this one.

- Fuck yeah!

Oh, god I can't wait to fuck you.

- It'll be fun, just do what he says.

- Yeah, come on, just do it.

Listen to your friend, come
on, come on just suck it.

Suck it, slut!

- Here, allow me.

- Aaaahhhh!

- Novi, get in the car.

- Why did you do that?!

- I don't know, they were fucking rapists,

what the fuck was I supposed to do?

- Could you at least tell me?

- It was kind of a last-minute
decision, novella!

- Candice, we're gonna get arrested!

- We're not gonna get arrested,
we're gonna go home!

- Oh my god!

- I still feel kinda woozy.

Is it okay if I crash in your bed tonight?

- You're supposed to, remember?

- Are you okay?

You look kinda sick.

- What the fuck was that?

- You know that I carry a gun.

- Yeah but you never use it.

- Well I do when two assholes
are about to rape us!

You know what?

I really don't feel great.

I'm just...

I'm gonna go lay down.

You're welcome?

By the way.

- Yeah, thanks.

Oh, ow.

Ow.

Ow.

Candice!

Ow.

Candice, I need your help.

- What's wrong?

- I feel like I'm starving.

- Well go get something to eat.

- No, I think it's worse than that.

I need you to take me to the hospital.

- Ugh, we'll go first thing in the morning

and we'll get burgers and stuff.

- No...

Candice, wake up.

God dammit!

Wake up.

Ow, ow!

Ow!

Ow!

Novi, be back at seven,
hope you're feeling better,

good luck at your audition.

Audition?

Fuck!

- Novella?

We, have been looking
forward to meeting you.

- Thanks, I've been looking
forward to this as well.

- Uh, I hope you don't
mind my asking, but uh,

what happened to your hand?

- Oh, I was in a car
accident a few days ago.

- Jeez, is everything okay?

- Yeah, I just hurt my arm and my foot.

It's no big deal.

- Did it hurt your eyes?

- Oh, sorry.

- So, I explained a little bit about this

in the email, but we're still looking

for our lead actress and we think
you have the perfect look.

- Awesome.

- You did get the email, right?

- Sorry, I haven't read it yet.

- Oh, that's okay, it had
a couple sides in there

for you to read, but you have
something prepared, right?

- Yeah, I have a monologue I did for a play

a few years back.

- Sounds awesome.

- They look at me as if I'm not there.

They listen to me as if I don't speak.

As I walk through the darkness of my life,

all I can hope for is to find the light.

No one knows who I am, or what I can be.

What I can become, only I do.

And I fight, and I climb, and I try

with every ounce of strength in my body

to break down these walls.

But it's never enough.

My heart hammers at my chest,

begging to escape,
pounding so hard it hurts.

It hurts unlike any pain
I've ever felt before.

And I have felt a lot.

One day I will show the world who I am,

not the person they see,
but the person I am.

I will find the light.

They will see me.

They will hear me.

They will see me.

- That was amazing, seriously, did Steve

put you up to this?

- Who's Steve?

- Oh, novella honey, you
didn't get the email, did you?

- No, why?

- We're making anal alien 7, not
fucking Hamlet, sweetheart.

- I was a little excited there for a second

I was like, monologue from a play?

Fuck yeah, I love porno plays!

- Yeah, novella.

Do you do anal?

- Hi novella.

- Hey Simon, what are you...

Oh my god.

- It's okay, come on in.

- Jesus, I didn't even think about this.

- It'll be alright, I promise.

Step in my office, please.

- Fuck.

Dr. Simon.

Oh, shit.

- Can I get you something to drink?

- No.

- Anything that would make
you feel more comfortable?

- I'm pretty sure nothing can
make this more comfortable.

- Fair enough.

Okay, um, where to start?

- Simon, seriously, I wasn't too thrilled

about this whole thing to begin with,

and I know that I'm required
to talk with a shrink,

but this isn't gonna work.

Besides, I've had the shittiest day...

- Okay, I know.

I know.

Look, I take suicide
patients from the hospital

so rarely, but they offer them to me, okay?

They give me a list of
files, they ask if I want

to take any of them on pro bono.

And I saw your name on the
list, I thought I could help.

- Well this isn't what I had
in mind for a first date.

- Me neither.

Look I like you.

I don't even know you, and I like you.

But when I saw that you
tried to kill yourself...

- I didn't try to kill myself.

- Right.

Can of peaches try to take
a bite out of your arm?

Novella, you're a beautiful woman, alright?

And I know we've only talked a few times,

but you're an incredible person.

I help people, every day,
people who don't deserve it.

You need help, alright
not because you're crazy

or suicidal, or anything like that.

I wanted to help you because
you should have never

felt like you needed to leave this world.

It's better with you in it.

I rent this room from the facility,

it's not even mine, that diploma,

no idea whose that is.

Are you hungry?

- Are you serious?

- Let's go grab some lunch.

Just don't tell anyone.

You like tacos?

- I love tacos.

- How much, though?

Go grab some.

So where do you live?

- I actually have a place
a few miles from here.

It's an apartment attached
to my landlady's house.

- Live alone?

- Yeah, but my friend Candice
is staying with me right now.

She's my suicide watch dog.

- Yeah, your scary friend from the club.

- She's not scary.

- Are you kidding me, she's terrifying!

She's got bigger arms than
I do, and I work out.

Sometimes.

- She's a sweetheart.

Actually, she did shoot
two guys last night.

- What?!

- So Candice always carries
this gun in her purse,

just in case.

Do you remember those guys we
were dancing with last night?

- Yeah.

- Well, they tried to rape
us in the parking lot,

so Candice blew off their dicks.

- Oh my god!

Oh, that's awful.

- But you can't say
anything, right, that whole

confidentiality thing?

- Oh, totally.

Just eating tacos, anyway.

Seriously, that's fucked up, are you okay?

- Yeah, I mean Candice always has my back.

In fact buddy, better watch out.

- I got it!

I was gonna offer to talk to her, but

I think I want to avoid her now.

- Yeah, that's probably a good idea.

- So, this isn't so bad, right?

Feel like you can talk to me about things?

- It's better than listening
to some douchebag

talk all night just so I
can score a free drink.

- I bet.

Wanna tell me what happened to your arm?

- I've just been going
through a lot lately.

- Yeah, like what?

- I haven't landed a role
in over three years.

- How are you able to pay for everything?

- I've had some inheritance money saved up,

and that well is pretty much dry now.

So, oh, and I got in a car accident.

- Oh you really did get in a car wreck?

- Yeah, that's what happened to my foot.

And when I got home, my landlady told me

I was gonna be evicted.

So I don't know I just, I
just snapped, you know?

I just bit my wrist as hard as I could.

- You know, when things start to pile up,

it's good if you have
something you can count on

to make you happy.

A place you can go, a family
member you can talk to,

even a television show you like to watch.

Do you have anything like that?

- I don't know.

- Come on.

How about acting?

- You know, a few years
ago I'd have probably

said yes, but I just...

When I was younger, and
stupid shit would happen

it didn't bother me because
I was young and stupid.

But now that I'm older, it's
just not me anymore you know?

- Times change.

- Exactly.

It's just not me.

- Maybe it's time you start being you.

- I've been thinking that
a lot lately, actually.

- Speaking of which, I like you.

- Isn't that breaking some
sort of rule or something?

- I don't know, probably.

No, definitely.

It's true though, I like you.

I talk to people all
day, I don't like them.

You, I like.

- That's very sweet.

- What are you doing tonight?

- Tonight?

- Mmm-hmm.

You gonna go to the club,
castrate a few more guys?

- I guess I could always
do that this weekend.

- Great!

Have dinner with me, then.

- Actually, that sounds great.

- Hey there.

- Jeez!

You scared me.

- Sorry.

- You're home early.

- Yeah, I just, I wanted to
talk to you about last night.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, it was just
intense, I've never seen

anyone shot before, let alone
right in front of my face.

- I was talking about you
being sick last night.

Fuck those guys.

- Me being sick?

- Last night?

In the bathroom, you were sick?

And then this morning I
tried to open the door

and you locked yourself in there, I mean

are you okay?

- Yeah it was just the ruffi.

- I'm sorry I didn't take
you to the hospital,

I just got so fucked up that
I passed out, you know?

- It's cool.

- I mean those guys had
it coming, you know?

I mean if anybody tries
to fuck with you or me

then I'll fuck 'em up.

- Clearly.

- Well yeah, clearly.

I'm sorry, um, but do you
think that those guys

are ever going to fuck
with any girl ever again?

- Candice, I'm more worried
about being a wanted fugitive.

- I would love to hear that.

Um, uh, these girls tried to Rob us, uh,

in an alley, and we didn't know what to do,

so we just ran away with our
tails between our legs, uh...

- Okay, but if we get
busted, you're on your own.

- Novi, can we just forget
about this whole gun thing?

It's not that big of a deal!

Jesus.

What happened to your foot?

- From the car accident.

- You didn't tell me about that.

- I didn't?

- No, you didn't tell me about your foot.

Don't you think you should see a doctor?

- Candice, do you not understand
the concept of being broke?

I have enough medical bills to pay for.

- I don't know, novi, your
foot looks kinda gangrene.

- I'll clean it later.

- Eww.

Gross.

Are you going on a date?

- Yep.

- No shit, with who?

- Dr. Simon.

- Who the fuck is Dr. Simon?

- The guy from the club the other night.

- Hmm.

I don't remember him.

And if you're going on
a date, you should not

wear that dress, it makes your
sides flip out like a muffin.

- Well get this.

He's actually my doctor.

- Your doctor.

You hate doctors.

- Not my doctor doctor, my shrink.

- Huh.

Is that like illegal or something?

- I don't care.

I didn't want to do that
therapy shit anyway.

And he's sweet, he cares
about me, and I like

talking to him.

- I like that dress.

You look really hot in that dress.

- It's not weird, really.

And, he thinks I should quit acting, too.

- What?!

- Yeah.

He agrees with me, it's
just not me anymore.

- So, are you just gonna
do whatever Simon says?

I'm sorry, that's just
really bold of him to say

considering that he barely even knows you.

- Well, maybe you don't really know me.

- What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

- Candice, I've been going
through a lot lately,

and you don't really seem to support me.

- Are you fucking kidding me?

- No, I'm not!

- Fucking amazing!

I mean, really!

You know what?

Let me compose a list for you.

When you tried to kill yourself,
who was there for you, me.

- And when you needed
someone to stay with you

every night this week, who
was there for you, me.

And when two fucking
assholes tried to rape you

in a back alley, who was there for you, me!

- I know, Jesus, Candice!

I've just gone through a
lot lately and I really

need you to support me and you're not!

I just need some space!

Gimme some fucking room
to breathe, you're always

fucking smothering me!

- You know what?

You can have your fucking space.

Unbelievable.

- God dammit!

I'm sorry, I have absolutely zero manners.

- It's fine, really.

I prefer it to the salad-pickers.

- Yeah, I've always been an
eater, the more meat the better.

- Mmm, you from Texas?

- Bakersfield.

- I am so sorry.

- I know, right?

- How could you have ever left?

- Tell me about it.

It wasn't too bad though.

It was just boring.

- So, where's your family?

- Well, my mom left when
I was really young.

- Mmm-hmm.

- And my dad died a few years after that.

He was getting a minor
operation and the doctors

screwed up and killed him.

- I'm sorry.

- Yeah.

- Is that where you got your inheritance?

- It was a cash settlement, actually.

It's lasted me all these
years, but, you know

I'd give it all away just
so I could have him back.

- Absolutely.

- After that, I lived
with my aunt and uncle,

it was pretty awful.

- What?

- You know, the usual stuff.

An abusive uncle.

Something that will give
us plenty to talk about

in a session someday.

- Good, I'll look forward to it then.

- So what'd you do today?

- Mmm, I had another patient for an hour

and then I went home.

You?

- I went home, I actually got
in a fight with Candice.

- About what?

- I don't know, she can kinda be annoying.

- How long you two been friends?

- Since that creepy uncle.

She helped me run away from him.

- Sounds like she's a real friend.

- Yeah.

She's pretty badass.

She always has my back.

- How do you feel about dessert?

Just, scale of one to 10.

- I'd love to.

- Yeah?

It's actually, it's not here.

I'm sure it's wonderful here.

Do you trust me?

- What is it?

- Life-changing is what it is.

- Sure.

- Viola!

- Oh my god.

- I told you, they're worth waiting for.

- Will I appreciate these even though

I'm kind of drunk?

- Novella, darling, the dead
can appreciate these cookies.

Here.

Woo!

Still a little hot, careful.

- Thank you.

- Hold on!

Together.

Mmm!

- Mmm.

Mmm.

- Oh my god.

- What?

Oh, Jesus Christ.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I just had a bad dream.

- Good.

We can talk about it in our session today.

- You still want me to come in?

- Sure, why not?

I have a few appointments in the morning,

but then maybe we can
spend the day together.

- Okay, sounds great.

- Novi, baby, how are you?

- Hey eesha, how are you?

- Oh, I'm fine.

- Did you have a long night?

- I did.

- Were you with a boy?

- I was, I was indeed.

- Is he handsome?

- Oh, very.

- So, what does he do?

- He's a psychiatrist.

- A doctor!

Oh my novi, I am so happy for you.

- Thanks, I really like him.

- I bet you are, and it's
about time that we had

some little grandbabies
running around here.

- I think so, too.

- Have you ever decorated a baby?

It's so much fun.

What's wrong with you, you little shit?

He gets really jealous when
I talk about grandchildren.

- I bet he does.

- Well, I need to go but,
if boyfriend comes over,

be sure to introduce him to me.

I must approve.

- I will.

Bye, eesha.

- Bye, novi.

- Come on, come on.

- Well well, look who's
doing the walk of shame.

- Hey, don't hate the playa baby.

- I came home last night and you were gone

and I got kind of worried.

- Seriously?

- Yeah.

You made me realize that
sometimes I can just kind of

freak out about stuff, you know?

- Uh, yeah, I know.

- I don't know, I just...

I don't know, sometimes
I just feel like I...

You know what, I don't know.

- I know.

- I'll try to lay off.

- Thanks.

- Do you like him?

- He's amazing.

And he bakes cookies.

- Really?

Are they any good?

- Life-changing.

- Well, if you like him then I like him.

So I was talking to Sara
at the shop the other day.

And I told her that you like to do my hair,

you know what she said?

- What?

- That you can come by the
shop whenever you want to

and take a look around.

- Are you serious?

- Yeah, totally serious.

- Thank you so much.

What are you doing home?

- I have off work.

I thought I'd go on a hike or go shopping

or some shit like that in a little bit.

Do you wanna go?

- Well I do, but Simon and I
are gonna go grab some lunch.

- Right.

You guys are totally still in your

honeymoon phase, aren't you?

- Yeah, I guess we are.

- I'm happy for you.

- Thanks, I am happy.

- But seriously, if he breaks your heart

I'll fucking kill him.

I'm serious!

- I know you would.

Are you following me?

- What the hell are you doing here?

- I'm meeting someone.

- Who?

Simon?

- Yeah.

- Like, for an appointment?

- Sort of.

We're kind of seeing each other.

Why are you laughing?

- You're kidding me, right?

- No, I'm not.

- Then what are you doing here?

- I have an appointment
in an hour, and I had

nothing else to do so I
thought I'd come here early.

- Did you try to kill yourself?

- No, I didn't.

- Why would you do that?

- I didn't!

- Yes, you did.

Why?

- Tracy, I didn't try to kill myself,

why do you think I tried to kill myself?

- Because I...

I tried to kill myself.

Last year.

That's when I started seeing Simon.

- Why would you try to kill yourself?

- I asked you first.

- Because my life sucks.

- So does mine.

- Your life is amazing.

You get all the roles,
and you're beautiful.

God, I wish I had half as
much success as you do.

And you're 10 years younger than me.

- I haven't gotten a
part since I moved here.

- What are you talking about?

- I haven't.

I just say I do.

It makes me feel better.

- So then why do all the casting
directors and producers

request you, why do you have an agent?

- Because.

I do everything you say I do.

- What?

- I uh, I sleep with them.

And they always say
they'll give me the part,

and they never do.

They just use me.

Ugh, I'm disgusting.

- No you're not, don't say that.

- Yes, I am, I disgust myself.

And that's probably why I try
to cut you down all the time,

because you're so much stronger than I am.

- No I'm not, trust me.

- Yes, you are.

But I never would have thought you would

give in to Simon.

- What do you mean?

- His game.

- What are you talking about?

- Oh no, oh no.

- What...
- I'm sorry.

- What are you talking about?

- Nothing.

- Tracy, tell me!

- Simon does this all the time.

- Does what?

- Okay, he calls the hospital, he asks for

suicidal girls.

Then he pretends he's prince charming,

and he sleeps with them.

I heard him telling his friends about it.

- No, that's not true.

Simon and I knew each other way before

I ever started coming here.

- Then that's probably why he picked you.

- No Tracy, he didn't pick me.

This is different!

- Novella, I'm not trying to be mean.

I'm sorry.

- Then why do you keep coming here?

- Because, he makes me feel good.

All the other guys don't even talk to me.

At least he pretends I'm
there when we're having sex.

- Oh my god.

This isn't happening.

- Novella, I'm so sorry.

- Shut up, Tracy!

- If it makes you feel...

- Shut the fuck up you fucking slut!

You're fucking lying to me!

Fuck you!

- What the hell is going on?

Why are you crying?

- What the fuck is wrong with you?!

- Is this a dream?

This is a dream.

What the fuck did you do to me?

What the fuck did you do to me?!

- What did I do to you?

Are you kidding me?

- Let me go!

Let me go now!

- Novi, just stop, okay, just stop.

- No you just stop!

You're not my fucking mother, you're not

my fucking sister, you're fucking nobody!

Why don't you just go cut someone's hair

or fucking shoot someone, you psycho!

- What the fuck is wrong with you?

- Shhh, shhh it's okay.

It's okay.

- Candice.

I'm so fucked up.

Candice, I'm a fucking lunatic.

I can't live like this
anymore, I just can't.

- Why did you do this to yourself?

- Dr. Simon.

- What happened?

- He used me, just like everyone else does.

- What do you mean?

- He fucked me because that's what he does

with every girl he meets.

Just like every director or producer,

or any guy with a fucking
dick between his legs!

- Novi?

I'll be right back, okay?

- No, Candice don't leave
me, I'm gonna fucking

bleed to death.

- Just, here.

If you need to call someone
or anything, the phone's

right there okay, I'll be right back.

- Candice!

No, don't leave me!

- Novi, I'm gonna take
care of everything, okay?

Don't worry, everything will be...

It'll be fine.

Okay?

- Candice, no!

Hello?

- Novella?

Noveha?

- Hello?

- Novella?

- Simon, I need your help.

- What happened today, where were you?

- I know everything.

You're using me.

- What?

- I know you were just using me to fuck me.

I know you don't even care about me,

you probably don't even like me.

Tracy told me everything.

- Oh god, novella, listen.

Tracy has been a patient
of mine for two years.

She's a pathological liar.

- No, I'm done with your bullshit, Simon.

- Novella, just listen!

She tells her friends that
she's this popular actress,

she tells people she tried to kill herself.

She also tells people that
we've been involved, sexually.

It's all lies.

I'll show you my client
list novella, there's you,

Tracy, and umm, a woman in her 505.

Other than you three I
have five male patients.

- Oh shit.

- What's wrong?

- I'm sorry!

Simon, I need your help, I'm in big t...

- Hold on, god dammit,
hang on sweetie, there's

some kind of breakdown at the ward here.

- No Simon, please!

- Just two seconds, I'll
call you right back.

- No Simon, please!

Please, no Simon!

Don't, oh shit!

No!

Fuck!

Oh, shit!

Simon...

Where did you go?

What are you doing?

- There you go, baby girl.

I got it all taken care of for ya.

Oh don't worry about it.

- Candice, what is that?

- Now you have something to eat, huh?

- What the fuck did you do,
Candice, what did you do?!

You killed him, I loved him!

- Well I thought you ate people!

- I'm not a cannibal!

- Well then what the fuck are you?!

- Oh, ow!

- Candice, right?

- Yeah.

- Is everything okay here,
I heard a terrible scream.

- You know, everything's fine.

Thank you.

- Where's novi?

- Everything's fine, it's
cool, okay she's fine.

- Where is she?

- I'm in here eesha, I'm okay.

- Is everything okay, novi?

I'm coming in!

- You're not coming in here, lady.

- Get out of my way, bitch!

- Bitch.

Fuck.

- Novi, what happened to you?

Oh, please.

- She was, going to call the police.

You do this to me.

Why do you do this to me?

I just...

I just want to protect you.

I just want to keep you safe.

I love you.

I've always loved you.

I love you, novi.