Kit (smiling): No. I’ll bring something home. Just get some rest and no video games either.

Papi (smiling): Nap and no games (yawning.) Call me before you come home.

Kit (nodding; smacking her on the bum and watching her walk out): She’s going to drive me crazy.

Sound Stage 4
Helena walked onto the set she could see that Dylan was ready to start tossing bodies, the two main actresses were arguing and the wardrobe assistant was ready to strangle someone.
Dylan (turning around): Hi! Now look what you did the VP is down here.

Kate (angrily): I’m not kissing some filthy mouthed chick. No way. Either the grime comes off or I walk today.

Helena (rolling her eyes): No. It’s not how it works. You kiss the chick with the grime or you walk period. You’ll be done. You signed onto the project, a full disclosure was provided. So get your fucking head out of your ass and do your dam job.

Kate (sneering): You can’t talk to me like that.

Helena (pushing her back into a wall): Yes I can. I own the dam studio, which is to make movies. You signed onto make the film. Now either do it per script or your fired (raising her voice.)

Kate (seeing she meant business): Fine. I’ll talk to my agent in the morning.

Helena (handing her, her cell phone): Call her right now. I dare you.

Kate (backing down): No it’s okay. Just give me a minute.

Dylan (trying not to smile at her girlfriend’s intimidation techniques): Next contestant.

Mel (handing Dylan the costume changes): Look at this. There is no way we can do this in less than twenty four hours.

Helena (turning around): Let me see that (taking the paper) shit. Who the hell wrote this up? This isn’t Tina and I’s writing. Dammit. (Making corrections and changes, leaving other things be.) This help…

Mel (taking the paper; reading it over): Yeah thanks.

Dylan (proudly): Let’s go people. We’ve got a deadline.

Helena (watching everyone move back into place): That was refreshing.

Dylan (kissing her): That was sexy as hell. You are beautiful when you’re angry. Thank you.