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It can’t be helped, you sigh, you’re gonna… you’re gonna have to take <span class="mu-r">JURASSIC MEASURES</span> here!
“Been in that one–worst director I’ve ever had… <span class="mu-i">yet</span>.”
Ignoring your doppelganger’s snide and unnecessary comment, you make a <span class="mu-s">SMART</span> and <span class="mu-s">VERY NECESSARY</span> comment to Eddie and Tucker: guys, you begin, could, uh… could we talk shop for a moment? Shoot the shit? Rock talk? Huddle? Take five?
“Stan,” Sighs Tucker as he massages his temples, “There’s… there’s a <span class="mu-i">lot</span> of people working on this flick and we really don’t have the time or money to put everything on hold fo-”
You’re practically financing this thing, remember?
“Oh. Shit, you’re right–okay, let’s take five, everyone!”
As Sammi and the rest of the crew depart with a mixture of annoyed groans followed by excited chatter, Eddie and Tucker share a nod before lifting your chair up and carrying it to a secluded corner of the soundstage… with <span class="mu-i">YOU</span> in it! Hey assholes, you snarl, you can <span class="mu-s">WALK!</span>
“Another coffee, Ms. Parble?” Chirps Wendy as she trots along with you!
No, damn it, you reply with growing irritation, your current one is still too hot!
… though if she has, like, mashed potatoes and some chocolate chip cookies lying around, well… that’d hit the <span class="mu-i">spot</span>.
“I’ll check craft services!” She replies, giving you a peppy salute before scampering off… <span class="mu-i">somewhere</span>!
“Can’t fault her enthusiasm, huh?” Remarks Eddie as he and Tucker place you back on the ground! “Well look, Stan, I know what you’re going to say-”
No he <span class="mu-s">DOESN’T</span>, you snap as you nearly spill your coffee on your lap again!
“... you were gonna talk about how the script sucks and we need to rework it, right?”
… okay, maybe he <span class="mu-i">DID</span> know what you were gonna say, but-
“Stan, you know we love you, right?” Asks Tucker as he places a reassuring hand on your shoulder. Uh, <span class="mu-i">WHAT?</span> since when?!
“... as friends.”
Oh. Right.
“But we can’t just head back to the drawing board at this point…” Continues the director in a diplomatic tone, “We’ve already shot, like, half the movie.”
Bullshit, you snarl, jabbing your finger in his bearded face, they’re only at the <span class="mu-r">TERRY</span> fight! That was, like, <span class="mu-s">THREAD 1!</span>
“Stan, movies are shot out of order.”
Well when the hell was someone gonna tell you that?!
>CONTD.
