INT. COMPLETE AND UTTER DARKNESS - INDETERMINATE How black can you get? Not much blacker than the screen at the moment. BOBBY (O.S.) (deep voice) --it was my father, Georgette. He was a plastic surgeon, a brilliant one. He made all those people so pretty. So perfect. After he locked me in the dog shed all I could think about was destroying that beauty and perfection. I wanted to smash! I wanted to mutilate! I wanted to make the world ugly! Some electric device BUZZES WEAKLY. WAYNE (O.S) (terrible female voice) Nooooooo... BOBBY (O.S.) Now stop screaming and die like a good patient! WAYNE (O.S.) Dr. Kraus, please, anything but the bone saw-- BOBBY (O.S.) Georgette, you are making this extremely disgust--, extremely detri-- Shit, man. WAYNE (O.S.) (testy) Difficult, Bobby. The word is difficult. Which is actually very easy to say. BOBBY (O.S.) It's not when you cross it out in the script. A beat. WAYNE (O.S.) You can still read it. BOBBY (O.S.) No you can't. Look. Some PAPERS ARE RUSTLED. WAYNE (O.S.) I scratched it out delicately. You just have to concentrate. BOBBY (O.S.) Which I can't do when I'm reading the lines. WAYNE (O.S.) All right, all right, all right, never mind. Let's just do another take. With the correct words, please. BOBBY (O.S.) Actually, Wayne? WAYNE (O.S.) Yeh. BOBBY (O.S.) I just noticed something. WAYNE (O.S.) Do please enlighten me. BOBBY (O.S.) The power light isn't on. On the camera. WAYNE (O.S.) No. A beat. WAYNE (CONT'D) Shit. A CLICK, then suddenly INT. NORTH HOLLYWOOD CONDO THROUGH VIEWFINDER - NIGHT Bobby is in the crosshairs of a camcorder, looking tired. He wears a white bathrobe and wields an electric screwdriver. BOBBY I think we should wrap for the night. WAYNE (O.S.) We need to get this scene down. We're on deadline, remember? BOBBY Lance gets the screen test first thing in the a.m., yeah yeah. But I'm almost dead, man. It's late. WAYNE (O.S.) Is that why you flubbed the line? BOBBY That's not why I flubbed the line. With the screwdriver, he mimics crossing out a word on a page. WAYNE (O.S.) There's no point in arguing with you. You know, we really need to finish... BOBBY We can do it in the morning. I'll be fresh and not seeing double. Wayne enters the frame, nodding. BOBBY (CONT'D) We gotta get up early, though. Like six, six thirty. A beat. WAYNE Fine. Fine. I still don't believe in mornings, particularly early ones. But I'll do it. BOBBY You know, it's really a shame you broke that alarm clock. WAYNE I know. Please don't give me any shit about forgetting to buy a new one. BOBBY I won't. So, tomorrow first thing, okay? WAYNE Yeh. Six in the fucking morning, though, I'm gonna suffer. BOBBY Don't worry about it, I'll make sure you're up. G'night. He waves goodbye with the screwdriver and walks up the stairs to his bedroom. WAYNE Good night. Don't let the bedbugs, etcetera, etcetera. Wayne puts his hand out and it nearly fills the screen. He CLICKS the camera off. Darkness again. WAYNE (O.S.) Hey, you have an alarm on that cell phone, right?
