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Richard: Oh my god.

Policeman: Take a deep breath.

Richard: No, that's not oliver welles.

Policeman: Are you sure?

Richard: Oliver wasn't bald. Jesus christ! What-

Oh my god.

I didn't know he uh... He had a...

We didn't socialize.

How did he-?

Die?

Okay...

The deceased was sleeping in the northbound lane

Of trafalgar road

And was run over by a semi trailer

At approximately 3:24 a.M. In the morning.

He was sleeping in the road?

Doctor said your friend was intoxicated--drunk.

Well, he was celebrating.

Policeman: Ah, good.

He died with a smile on his face.

Not a bad way to go, all things considered.

Thanks.

So there's some paperwork to do, and uh,

The question of what you'd like us to do with his body?

What? What do you mean?

The mortimer brothers do wonderful work.

Policeman: Oh yes, the mortimer brothers, they're great!

They did my grandmother.

She was all rotted out from cancer,

But you'd never know. (chuckles)

Richard: Fine, mortimer brothers.

Policeman: Good choice.

There's an office down the hall where you can do the forms.

After you.

Attendant: Fellas?

My favourite bird.

Oliver: Oh no.

(piano intro)

Ô cheer up, hamlet ô

Ô chin up, hamlet ô

Ô buck up, you melancholy dane ô

Ô so your uncle is cad ô

Ô who murdered dad and married mum ô

Ô that's really no excuse to be as glum as you've become ô

Ô so wise up, hamlet ô

Ô rise up, hamlet ô

Ô perk up and sing a new refrain ô

Ô your incessant monologizing ô

Ô fills the castle with ennui ô

Ô your antic disposition is embarrassing to see ô

Ô and by the way, you sulky brat, ô

Ô the answer is: To be ô

Ô you're driving poor ophelia insane ô

Ô so shut up! You rogue and peasant ô

Ô grow up! It's most unpleasant ô

Ô cheer up, you melancholy dane! Ô

(cheers and applause)

I had to identify the body.

I didn't recognize it at first. His head was... Bald.

Holly: Yeah, you've got to hold it together now.

Richard: I'm okay.

Did he have any family?

Uh, yeah he had a mother. Uh, no, wait,

She died a few years ago.

Good... For you.

No grieving relatives to deal with.

Are you up to this, honey?

Yeah, uh, it's just, you know, so unreal.

I guess that the board'll have to meet.

Holly: No, I'll take care of the board.

Uh, no, I should, I should call 'em myself.

No, you've got enough on your plate.

I'll call the board and we'll convene asap.

Where are you now?

I'm still at the morgue.

Oh god, the morgue.

Holly: Don't get all weepy on me. You're gonna no use whatsoever.

Go to the theatre, get to work.

I'll call you in an hour. Okay?

Yeah, okay.

Smokin' at the morgue.

We're asking for trouble, eh? (chuckles)

Claire: Kate, skipping out for an audition is serious business.

You could get fired.

I know, but it's my stupid agent.

I can't say no to him. He just yells at me.

Claire: What's it for?

Ugh, corny smacks.

Claire: Oh! I'm eating them right now.

Kate: They have eight essential vitamins

And are a wonderfully crunchy way to start your day.

Um, they have twelve essential vitamins.

Twelve?

Claire: Mmm hmm.

Oh shit. Okay.

Claire: Tkate, don't get fired 'cause of corny smacks, okay?

(frustrated sigh) look, I'm just- I'm gonna go

And I'm gonna do this stupid audition

And then I'm gonna come right back, okay?

I just need you to cover, please?

Yeah, okay.

Kate: Thank you.

Bye.

(sighs) okay.

They have twelve essential vitamins

And are a wonderful way to start your day.

They have twelve essential vitamins

And are a wonderful way to start your day.

A wonderfully crunchy way.

Right, thank you.

Ô

Ô

Ô

(clears his throat)

Coat.

Richard: No, I have to cancel.

No, I can't!

Because there's been a death.

Look, bleaching my teeth is not a priority for me right now.

Thank you!

Ellen's on line two.

Ellen, right.

Ellen.

(shouting) get out!

What?

Sorry, sweetie.

You should go now... Sweetie.

(flow of water)

(snaps fingers) we'll need to write up a memo

Uh, to tell the staff and the actors what's going on.

What is going on?

Richard: Well, you know...

That oliver's dead

And that we're gonna reschedule rehearsals.

Hi, yeah, I'm holding for the minister.

You want me to write that oliver's dead

And we're rescheduling rehearsals?

Not those words. Ease into it.

Uh...

Oh listen, we're gonna need a press release too.

No, wait!

We should have a press conference.

Here at the theatre.

We'll need sandwiches.

Do I say that there was an accident?

Do I mention the pig truck?

Richard: Anna, tell then that it was an automobile accident,

Ask for everybody's patience,

And let them know about the schedule changes.

You know, anna, just let people know

What's going on for christ's sake!

(sobs)

Anna, I can't comfort you. I'm on hold.

(humming "greensleeves")

You need to be thinking about details right now.

People need reassurance.

They need to know that someone is in control.

Richard: Thanks.

Richard: Wi'm in my office.

Okay, as soon as you hang up the phone

Go into oliver's office and find his agenda.

You need to know where the ship is heading

'cause you're the captain now.

This is a great opportunity for you, richard.

People are wounded, they're confused.

You just need be strong and they will follow you.

Make your mark, okay?

I will.

Okay. Kiss, kiss.

Kiss, kiss.

Hi, I'm kate mcneil, 11:00. I'm really sorry-

We're running behind. Sign in and have a seat.

Oh, okay.

Hi.

Anna.

What?

Richard: Could you unlock it, please?

Why?

Because I need to get inside.

Why?

Richard: Because I need to go through his agenda.

Please.

It's in the tray.

Oh, christ, here we are. You see?

Jack crew is arriving today at 11:30.

Listen we're gonna have to book him a limousine or...

Wait, should I, should I pick him up myself?

I've got the press conference at 1:00. I can't.

Anna: Did you call geoffrey?

Who?

Geoffrey tennant?

He shouldn't hear about it on the news.

Oh anna, listen, could you please call him.

You know, I've got the press thing...

Look, I don't know the man.

All right.

Richard: Thanks.

(sighs)

Anna? Could you excuse me, I've got work to do.

(sighs)

(phone rings)

He was in the theatre, you know.

All the world's a stage, sal.

Is it?

And we all play our parts, don't we?

I'll remember that, reg.

You do have a way with words.

Come on.

We've got that priest to do before lunch.

Richard: Is this tie appropriate?

Well, it's a bit bright,

But I don't think oliver would want everyone in black.

No, no, I mean for the cameras.

Oh, I thought you meant-

No. It's, it's good.

(sighs)

How are you holding up?

You know, it's surreal. I mean I can't... Yesterday-

Did you send the car for jack crew?

No, I thought you were gonna meet him.

No, I said I should meet him. Damn it!

Sorry, I misunderstood.

He's been waiting for an hour. Oh, all right.

Send someone from now,

Call his agent and see if he's called in, okay?

Damn it! I don't have time to deal with this.

Sorry. (sobbing)

Anna?

Anna? It's okay.

It's okay. Everything's fine.

Just, just find him.

Okay.

All right? Please. Great.

I'll try.

Anna?

I'm here for you. I'm here for everyone.

Okay.

You can tell people that.

Richard: Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen,

I regret to announce that oliver welles,

The artistic director of the new burbage festival

Was killed last night in an automobile accident.

Everyone here at the festival

Is deeply, deeply saddened and shocked by this tragic loss.

All scheduled performances for tonight are cancelled

In tribute to our late oliver.

A funeral will be held on the main stage

Of the festival theatre on Monday at 8:00 p.M.

The public is invited.

We ask for your patience and understanding at this time.

Thank you.

Was alcohol a factor in the accident?

The police have informed me that the driver of the vehicle

Was not inebriated.

Reporter 1: Are you now overseeing the operation of the festival?

Yes, yes I am.

Reporter 2: And how do you spell your last name?

Smith-jones.

Just the way it sounds, with a hyphen.

I know some of you gentlemen and ladies are on deadline,

But if you'd like, there are sandwiches.

Cheryl: You wouldn't believe the phone calls we've had this morning.

Ken gass wants to offer us

The downstairs at the factory theatre for the show.

I've had calls from york university and mcmaster

Offering us lights and equipment,

And...

I had a phone call from that guy

Who collects the pornographic art.

He says he'd like to sponsor the production.

What are you doing?

Where are your car keys?

In a little pocket thing. Where are you going?

I need to return a book.

You're an active young woman who loves corny smacks

Almost as much as you love soccer.

Slate your name, read your lines.

Kate: Kate mcneil, stellar artists, jeff thurber.

Anytime.

They have twelve essential vitamins

And are a wonderfully crunchy way to start your day.

Oh!

Karen hazzard: Jesus christ!

I'm sorry!

Karen hazzard: Did I say...

Kick the ball at the camera?

I am so sorry. Do you want me to do it again?

Karen hazzard: No!

(knocking at door)

Oh, not again.

I don't want anymore!

I don't- oh god...

Sorry, just uh, put them over there

Or anywhere. Find a space.

That's a lot of flowers.

Ellen: Yes.

I suppose you want a tip.

Um, my condolences.

Ellen: What?

Oh, well the flowers aren't really for me.

What?

Ellen: A friend died and he didn't have any family

So they're sending flowers to me

Under the mistaken impression that we were close,

Which we haven't been for ages.

It's all very embarrassing and irritating.

(sighs) basil. You should know better.

Whoa. Chameleon.

Yes, her name's sybil, she's very cute.

Are we done here?

Sloan: You mean his name is sybil.

What?

How long have you had him?

Ellen: About a year. How do you know it's a man,

A him, male?

Uh, it's a panther.

See, the stripes are brighter on the male

And uh the body's thicker at the base, see?

It seems so obvious when you point it out.

You've had him for a year

And you don't even know what sex he is?

It was a present from a friend. A kind of a joke.

He was trying to teach me responsibility.

Sloan: Well they are a lot of responsibility.

That's some joke your friend played,

Giving you an exotic animal as a pet.

Sounds like a jerk.

Well, he's dead now, so... Ha ha.

Sloan: Sybil's dehydrated.

Ellen: (sighs) what?

Where's your bathroom?

Upstairs.

Excuse me? Is this gonna take long?

(loud honking of horns)

Excuse me.

Um, how long before this clears up?

What am I, kreskin?

(sighing)

Jack: Running late?

Yes, I'm supposed to be in a play tonight.

Jack: You're an actress.

Well, I'm just an apprentice.

It's my first year. I just play maids and fairies.

Do you like it?

Oh yeah, it's fantastic. I mean, it's the theatre.

What do you do?

I'm a movie star.

Aren't we all.

I always thought he'd grow old

And die in the arms of some jamaican cabana boy,

But no he got run over by a pig truck.

Oh god.

And now I'm alone,

Just me and a dehydrated chameleon.

He's coming around, see?

I had a panther for years, but...

I don't have the room anymore. They need a lot of attention,

But they pay you back.

How exactly?

Sloan: By changing colours, right? It's so cool.

What's your name, young man? Young, young man.

Sloan.

Ellen: Sloan.

You're so nice.

Would you like a cherry coke?

Or maybe a glass of wine?

(panicked, out of breath)

Kate: Oh excuse me but where is everybody?

No show tonight. Cancelled.

But I'm only half an hour late and I'm just third faerie!

You haven't heard?

Heard what?

Oh my dear, oliver welles, he died last night.

What? So I'm not fired?

Did you hear what I told you about oliver

Kate: Yes. Oh that's, that's terrible.

I'm so sorry. How?

He was hit by a truck. A pig truck, apparently.

Oh my god.

No, no, we were just talking last night.

So were we.

So? So what's gonna happen to hamlet?

Nahum: Hamlet will be hamlet.

An ineffable tragedy of the human spirit

That still resonates, even today.

Oh god.

Oh god!

Now just to allay any fears, richard smith-jones is handling

All of the day to day affairs of the festival.

And I must add that he's doing an absolutely wonderful job.

We'd be in a pretty sorry state without him, so...

(claps)

(applause)

Well, on behalf of the board

I'd like to thank you for all you've done already, ms. Day.

(applause)

Well now, um, I'm sure some of you have missed your supper

So I have arranged

For a little texas-style buffet in the vip lounge.

So please go and help yourselves y'all.

(chuckles) enjoy.

You know I uh, I don't envy your job

Over the next few weeks.

May: In what sense, dear?

Holly: Oh, you know, there's bound to be trouble

About who's gonna take over the festival.

You know, I was on the board

Of the carnegie museum in pittsburgh

And we lost one of our directors.

It wasn't pretty.

Well, in this country...

Picking an artistic director is always a bloodbath.

You know what? My advice, get it over with quick.

Don't give the board any time to think.

Just be decisive.

The plain of auvers.

I'm sorry?

That haunting van gogh at the carnegie.

Oh, yes. Yeah that's gorgeous.

You think so?

I always found it quite disturbing.

He painted it four days before he shot himself.

You know I was there for such a short time so... (laughs)

You know what? Listen, I am just gonna uh,

Go check out the buffet and see if there's any ribs left.

Can I rustle you up something?

No, thank you.

This is it, sal.

He looks more alive than you or I.

Who'll do us when we're gone, sal?

Who'll do us when we're gone?

(knocking)

Everything ready here?

Yes it is, ms. Conroy.

Um, tomorrow, after the funeral,

What will you do with oliver's body?

I mean, will you cremate it right away, or...

He's scheduled for Tuesday afternoon.

Um, would you...

Would it be possible to...

Um, I mean legally it's...

Never mind, never mind. I'm sorry.

I'm just, I'm just a little bit lost right now. So...

We understand.

I'm going to be sick.

I'm so ashamed.

I feel like I let oliver down.

Well that's because the theatre is a family

And you feel like you betrayed him,

But really it's not the end of the world.

You didn't get caught.

I hate my agent.

I don't, I don't want to do commercial auditions anymore.

No more corny smacks.

Claire: I stopped doing commercial auditions

When I was hired here.

I felt I was beyond them.

Dialogue--it was so stupid too.

(cell phone beeps)

Message.

I'm going to read a sonnet at the funeral tomorrow.

Really?

Did they ask you?

No, but I think oliver would have wanted me to

And it's great exposure.

Fuck!

I got the commercial.

Oh fuck off!

What am I gonna do?

Are you kidding me?

You're going to do the commercial.

But it shoots tomorrow. I'm gonna miss the funeral.

It's a national. Think of the money.

And the exposure you get there

Far outweighs the exposure you're gonna get

Sitting in the audience of a funeral.

No, no, it's not that. It's-

Claire: It's what? It's what? It's loyalty?

(laughs) okay, no offence but...

You're an apprentice.

It's not like you and oliver were best buddies.

Fuck.

I wanted to be there.

(exasperated sigh)

Geoffrey: Excuse me, am too late?

Sal: No. Take your time.

Oliver: So this is what it takes for you to drop by and say hello?

And what have we here? Oh.

That would be the proverbial hatchet, I assume.

Keep it. I've read it a thousand times.

Geoffrey.

I didn't waste my life, did I?

Maybe the last few years I did,

And university, that was a waste.

' what was I thinking?

But there was a while there, I did something worthwhile.

I think I moved people, touched them.

I think we did, together.

That wasn't a waste, was it?

Oh tell me it wasn't.

Shut up.

Oh, make an effort, would you?

I'm talking to you from the other side, for god's sake.

That must mean we have some kind of a connection.

Or do you hear voices all the time?

Is this a crazy thing or do we have a connection?

Geoffrey: Shut up!

Jesus!

I'm sorry.

Oh.

Hello, geoffrey.

Hello, may.

May: I'm so glad you came.

I really don't know why I did.

Because he was your friend.

Was my friend.

Geoffrey...

I want you to come to the funeral.

Would you? I want you to speak.

Oh may, what... What could I possibly say?

The truth.

It might be refreshing.

Please, geoffrey.

For me.

(relenting noises)

Oliver: Don't forget your book.

Just...

Check. Check. Check one,

To be or not to be, that is the question.

Maria: Get off the stage!

What do you mean he won't do it?

He says he...

Can we have some more colour on the coffin?

Bring 35 through 65 up ten.

Anna: He says that as an anglican,

He's not allowed to perform the funeral services

Anywhere but in a church.

But, jesus christ!

They do burials at sea, don't they?

Where are the masks I asked for?

Trevor said they were cut.

Trevor?

Maria: (laughing) he said they were tacky.

I like them.

They are not cut.

You get me those greek tragedy comedy masks

Because they match the greek columns.

And you tell trevor

That if he wants to diddle with the design,

He's go to go through me first, all right?

Anna, can't you just handle the minister thing?

Do we even need one? Oliver didn't believe in god.

I don't care what oliver believed!

Look, we need religious content, all right?

Somebody tonight has got to mention god.

So I want you to go and find me a preacher

And bring him back here by 7:30.

Okay? Do you understand?

Anna: Yes, I understand.

Did you find jack crew yet?

Oh god!

Anna, anna, anna, anna, anna, anna, anna, anna.

What kind of gel are you using?

It looks like a Halloween pageant.

Um...

Anna, anna.

Well, richard.

This is going to be a difficult evening.

No, not if everyone keeps it under five minutes,

It'll be fine.

I meant... Emotionally difficult.

Oh, god! May, I'm sorry.

I'm just so caught up with the details.

That's all right.

We all handle grief in our own way.

Yes.

Who's that?

May: Oh geoffrey!

You came.

For you.

Nahum.

There's a chameleon in the green room.

I'm so sorry. I will get it right away.

No, no, he's mine.

His name is sybil.

Oliver gave him to me ages ago.

I put him the green room

Because he spends so much time alone at my home,

And I've heard that chameleons really crave attention.

Is that true?

I wouldn't know.

Oh no, no, of course you wouldn't.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean-

Anyway, I wanted to tell you that he's in the green room,

So you wouldn't scream when you saw him. Many have.

Thank you. I appreciate the heads up.

Maria: Okay everyone?

May I have your attention please.

The time limit for speeches is five minutes.

If you go over I will flash the lights.

We have a lot of people speaking

And if we want to bring the show in under two hours

We're going to have to keep up the pace.

Thank you.

Thanks maria.

Richard, my sonnet times out to three minutes,

Do you think I could possibly do two?

No claire, absolutely not.

One sonnet only. Hmm?

Anna!

Finally.

Father.

Thank you so very much for coming

And at such short notice.

I don't know if anna mentioned to you but, um,

We thought we'd like to, you know,

Make a very little reference to god in the service.

Um, not very much. You know, five mintues.

Would that be all right?

Oh yes, fine.

I think I can come up with something

Appropriate for this crowd.

Richard: (laughs) ah, great.

Let's get this show on the road, huh?

(subdued applause)

Crikey.

I'm glad he's dead.

It would have killed him to see this.

On behalf of oliver welles,

I would like to thank you all for coming.

He certainly would have appreciated the full house.

(giggles)

Richard: Oliver was more than a friend.

He was a colleague.

For the last eight years

I have been general manager

And because of oliver's commitment

To making the festival more accessible,

And because of his willingness to forge stronger ties

With the business community, we have been able to raise

Attendance at the festival by 23 percent.

I make this promise to oliver,

I will continue...

(applause)

Ellen!

Geoffrey.

Anna.

Okay, but do you know about the thing?

What thing?

(laughs) it's so disgusting I can't even say the words.

The skull thing?

The skull thing, yes.

I didn't think he was serious.

I've made some calls. People hung up on me.

They said I was sick.

Somebody threatened to call the police.

I can't handle this, geoffrey.

Okay well, I'll take care if it.

Oh god! Thank you!

Wait, you're not thinking of doing this yourself, are you?

(laughs) no.

Although I can't deny that thought

Hadn't occurred to me once or twice.

Oh.

It's good to have you back.

Thanks.

But I'm not, I'm not back. I'm just... I'm visiting.

Ellen: (sobs)

(crying)

It looks a bit like act one of the boys from syracuse up here.

(laughter)

I met oliver at the manitoba theatre centre in 1978,

And I was intoxicated.

The intellect... Sensitivity.

And that ability he had

To drink two bottles of beer at the same time...

Audience: (laughs)

Without spilling.

Albert shultz: So he looked right at the woman with the flowery hat

And without missing a beat he said,

"well, if it's not my car

I'm certainly not going to clean the upholstery."

(laughter)

Claire: No longer mourn for me when I am dead.

Than you shall hear the surly sullen bell

Give warning to the world that I am... Fled.

From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell.

She's a climber, that one.

Terrible actress.

Oh she sets my teeth on edge.

Claire: For I did love...

Geoffrey tennant?

Richard smith-jones. I'm the general manager.

Hi, pleased to meet you.

Oh what a sad day. Sad, sad day.

May tells me you're going to speak.

Consensus is four to six minutes.

Sad day.

Uh, you're on after her second sonnet.

Damn her.

Praising thy worth despite his cruel hand.

Oh good. Good. Okay.

Hi...

My name is geoffrey tennant

And I've been asked to come and help celebrate the life

And mourn the death of oliver welles.

I dug out a copy of a play

That oliver had directed me in at one time

And realized I'd written down a bunch of notes from rehearsal

And I thought I'd...

Maybe share some of them with you.

Uh, here's one.

(reading) thank you ladies and gentlemen,

The scene will be fine as soon as we can all get

The knitting needles out of our pubic hair.

Audience: (laughs)

Geoffrey: Uh, here's another one.

(reading) the theatre is an empty box,

And it is our task to fill it

With fury and ecstasy and with revolution.

You know for a time, for a time,

There was a kind of electricity in this place

I've not experienced anywhere else,

Because oliver made us believe that what we did had meaning.

He made us believe that love could be rekindled,

That regimes could be toppled

By the simple act of telling a story truthfully.

Ridiculous ambition really.

But it was a beautiful idea.

Now it's all gone to shit now.

I mean, we all know that what really matters

Is that the cash registers keep ringing

And the tourists keep streaming through the gift shop

And when I look around at the wreck

That this theatre's become under oliver's reign,

I'm reminded of those words from macbeth.

If thou couldst, doctor, cast the water of my land,

Find her disease and purge it to a sound and pristine health

I would applaud thee to the very echo!

(smattering of applause)

Minister: I've been asked to say

A few comforting words today about god.

Well, comfort is something that god reserves

For those who are obedient to his will.

A great preacher once said,

"satan hath not a more speedy way nor a fitter school,

To bring men and women into the snare of concupiscence

And filthy lust of wicked whoredom,

Than those places of plays and theatre."

Anna? Who is this man?

He's an ordained minister. He was the only one available.

Men seek pleasure in the company of other men

And women in the company of other women.

They come together in their shame to...

Get him off. Flash the lights.

...And unwholesome acts of depravity.

Get him off! Flash the lights!

Flash the lights!

Minister: Now, I don't hate homosexuals, but I do hate what they do.

Why?

Because the bible says,

"if a man also lie with mankind as he lieth with a woman,

They shall surely be put to death,

Their blood shall be upon them."

(fire alarm rings)

Homosexuality is disobedient to god's will

Because it runs counter to the divine command to procreate!

And god blessed noah and his sons-

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,

There appears to be a small fire in the building.

Please exit in an orderly manner.

Thank you for your cooperation.

May: Good morning, everyone.

I am keenly aware of the interest

That all members of this board have

In the question of selecting a new artistic director.

So today I will need someone to move

That we appoint an interim artistic director immediately.

I move the motion.

Thank you holly,

But not yet. Yesterday...

I was prepared to suggest that there is only one person

Who could fill this role:

Our general manager, richard smith-jones.

However, after the extraordinary events of last night,

I have to say I've come to a different conclusion.

Who the hell is geoffrey tennant?

Reg: Of course we know you, mr. Tennant.

We saw your marc anthony.

And your prince hal.

Geoffrey: Well that was a long time ago.

Sal: We missed your hamlet.

Well that was very short.

How can we help you?

Ah. Well I wonder if you could do me a favour

Of removing oliver's head from his body,

And setting the head aside prior to cremation--

Saving the head.

Okay, let me explain that I'm not crazy.

With all due respect, we have heard otherwise.

Geoffrey: That was a temporary condition

And I assure you

I don't want to do anything weird with the head.

As a matter of fact, it was oliver himself

Who requested that his flesh be removed,

And that his skull be used

In all future productions of hamlet.

So you see it's not weird, and in fact, it is notarized.

We've never removed a head before.

We've sewn them back on.

Well, I imagine it's the same thing but in reverse.

And there are legal implications.

You see, I would have thought that the ethical implications

Of not respecting a man's last wish,

Would outweigh the legal implications.

Furthermore, I believe that the state has no place

In the nation's bedrooms and, by extension, their graves.

We can remove the head, but we can't do the rendering.

We're not equipped.

I see.

And where do you suppose a fellow would go

For such a service?

A taxidermist?

I would begin with the less reputable firms.

Thank you.

Let's do this thing.

What was it that minister called the theatre?

Uh, the uh, snare of concupiscence

And the filthy lust of wicked whoredom.

Silly bugger.

Really?

Yeah, we had to spend the entire day on the soccer field

Choking down corny smacks.

It was cold and we just kept doing it

Over and over and over. It was, oh it was awful.

Well, the funeral was great. You should have been there.

Really?

Claire: Yeah, my sonnets rocked.

Ooh! Look who just walked in.

This should be good.

Sloan: But the play station 2 has more titles, right?

So do I go for better graphics or more games?

That's my problem.

Can you go and get me some cigarettes, sloan darling.

Yeah, sure. Menthol, right?

That's right, darling.

Oh, you have a son.

Not mine, I hope.

Fuck off!

I was planning on doing just that,

But it would seem that fate has intervened.

I have been offered a job.

Let me guess.

Someone's hired you to slander the dead.

You're very good at that.

No.

They've asked me to be the artistic director.

(giddy laugh)

What?

Well, interim artistic director,

While they search for a real one,

But you know how long that process could take.

You know, weeks, months, years.

You can't come back. You're insane.

Apparently that doesn't matter in the theatre.

Geoffrey...

This is my home.

I don't want you in my home.

Frankly ellen, your home could use a little cleaning.

And anyway, don't you think

This is what oliver would have wanted?

You and I thrust together by his tragic death.

Well maybe you don't agree.

Why don't we ask him.

(grunts)

Is this what you wanted you sly old devil?

(mimicking oliver) that's right, geoffrey.

You didn't...

Mmm hmm.

I promised him that I would look after his head.

And unlike some people, I keep my word.

Woman: Oh my god!

Woman: Oh my god! It's jack crew!

Hey jack!

You know him?

Yeah, yeah.

He was on the bus with me.

Kate, that's jack crew.

That's jack crew?

Ellen: I'm sure you find this whole situation very amusing,

But let me tell you something geoffrey,

We start rehearsals for hamlet in six days.

Yes, it's your hamlet now and there's your star,

Right there.

I hear he's very good with the martial arts,

But a little shaky on the acting.

Fate is a funny thing, isn't it?

And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.

(sighs)

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