>>19921479>be Edward Furlong >hear Cameron is doing a 3rd Terminator movie
>Arnie is back
>Linda Hamilton is back
>realise there's no way they won't be bringing John Connor back
>"This is it."
>"This is my moment."
>"This is what I've been waiting for."
>get out of bed
>dust off the old boombox and hit play
>"yewwwww could be miiiine!"
>feeling motivated as fuck
>open curtains
>pour 47 bottles of cheap vodka down the sink
>about to dump cocaine down the toilet, but remember you snorted it all last night
>vomit
>shit
>shit while vomiting between your legs onto the shit
>actually use mouthwash instead of drinking it
>cry
>vomit
>go to the bank
>take out every remaining penny you own
>$1,462
>pay for a year long gym membership
>can't afford rent
>lose your apartment
>sleep in your car
>work out for 4 hours a day
>use gym to shower and shit
>survive on the remnants of kale shakes other gym members leave behind
>7 months later
>lean and muscular
>boyish good looks have returned
>haven't cried in 19 days
>call in a few favours and get an audition for James fucking Cameron's new Terminator flick
>walk into audition room
>James is astounded
>his nose is trembling
>"My God. Eddie, is that you? You look fantastic! But how? We thought you were at death's door!"
>look him dead in the eye and give a sly smile
>"The whole thing goes: The future's not set. There's no fate but what we make for ourselves."
>whole room erupts
>cheers
>hollers
>everyone's on their feet
>James is chanting, "BRAVO! BRAVO!"
>"We got Skynet by the balls now, don't we?"
>someone passes out
>James is crying
>I can't believe what's happening
>I've never been so happy
>"So, Jimmy. Do I got the job, or do I got the job?"
>"I'm sorry. We've already hired Idris Elba."
