[kids chatting indistinctly]
KID: Hey, get out of the way!
KID: Oh, my God, wait.
KID: Ow!
You're stepping on my toe.
Jesus.
Let me see!
ANNA: Yeah, I mean, you don't
really know‐‐
‐ [shrieking]
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, oh, my God.
I got it, I got it, I got it.
‐ Congratulations!
That's amazing.
MAYA: I think you go it.
JESSICA: Oh, my God! Yes!
MAYA: I think you got it.
ANNA: You do?
MAYA: I do, I do, I do.
ANNA: Sorry, you guys.
Excuse me. Sorry.
MAYA: Wait.
Oh, my God.
ANNA: [gasps]
Oh, my God.
‐ That is not real.
That's not real.
That's not real.
‐ That's the lead.
‐ Oh, my God!
ANNA: [laughs]
‐ Wait.
‐ That is incredible.
MAYA: Wait.
‐ Is there another list,
though?
Okay.
‐ Oh, my God, no, I'm sorry.
‐ No, it's fine.
MAYA: No, no.
It's so f*cked up
you didn't get
a role and I did.
‐ No, it's fine.
‐ No, it doesn't make sense.
You're literally
the best actress in our school.
Like, you're so much better
than me.
I don't want to do it
without you.
BOTH: Oh, my God, Maya!
‐ Hi.
Oh, my God.
Thank you.
‐ I know! It's amazing.
JESSICA: You're gonna be
so good.
‐ Oh, my God.
You're gonna be so good!
‐ Hi. No, no.
No, you guys.
You don't even know.
I've, like, never
done this before.
I've never acted.
JESSICA: You're gonna be
so good.
MAYA: Stop saying that!
SINGER: ♪ I ♪
♪ I am hiding ♪
♪ The you I show to you ♪
♪ Is just a lie ♪
♪ You take what you want ♪
♪ You get what you take ♪
♪ Lie ♪
SINGER: ♪ So high, high, high ♪
‐ I'm not going in.
‐ You're incredible.
‐ No, I'm not. I'm not.
I suck.
‐ You have to go in, Maya.
‐ I quit. I'm not going in.
No, please.
I want you to go in.
You're better than me.
JESSICA: First rehearsal!
‐ [squeals]
I know! I'm so excited.
No, I can't do it.
Please.
Just come in for a little.
‐ I don't know.
‐ Please, please, please!
‐ No, it's embarrassing.
Maya.
‐ No, I can't go in. Please.
Please. Please.
‐ Maya. Maya.
Okay. Okay. Okay.
You want some milk?
‐ Yeah.
‐ All right.
Shh.
MAYA: [whines]
ANNA: Latch.
Maya, latch, latch.
‐ [cooing]
ANNA: That's better.
‐ [groaning]
‐ Maya, no.
No.
Ma‐‐ow! Maya!
Ow!
‐ Maya?
MAYA: Yeah.
‐ Are you coming in now?
We're about to start.
‐ Yeah.
‐ Hello.
I'm sorry, who are you?
‐ Anna.
ANNA: I just wanted to say that
I know that you "cast"
your play already...
GREG: Uh‐huh.
ANNA: But if you have
an understudy role, I'm free.
‐ She's actually, like,
a really good singer
and actor and stuff.
She had this "Ave Maria" solo
a while back
that was really good.
Here, sing it.
‐ ♪ Ave ♪
♪ Maria ♪
It's whatever.
‐ Wow.
You have a really great range.
But we're about to have
our first rehearsal now, Maya,
so we're ready
whenever you are.
Great to meet you.
Keep‐‐keep going.
You're really some‐‐great.
‐ Sure thing.
Thank you.
‐ Okay.
So it's just you.
‐ Okay.
[sighs]
I'm sorry.
ANNA: No. Have an amazing time.
You got it.
‐ No, I don't want
to go without you.
[groans]
ANNA: You've got it.
‐ I love you.
‐ I love you.
‐ So, here we are.
Congratulations.
I'll give you
a little backstory.
The play is an original piece,
which means I wrote it.
And for you guys as the actors,
my whole thing, my mantra,
it's gonna be real and honest.
If you're not real and honest
with me,
if you're not real and honest
with yourselves,
and if you're not real
and honest with each other,
then this whole thing
is bullshit.
Now, there are four of you
in this ensemble
and by the end
of this rehearsal,
there will be three.
So who here doesn't belong?
Come on.
Ian, who doesn't belong?
[snapping]
‐ Um, I'm, um‐‐
GREG: Come on.
‐ Sorry, it's just hard.
GREG: Real and honest.
‐ Um, I think I would pick...
[sighs]
Maya.
It's just, in every drama class
since third grade,
you haven't, um, showed
anything that I've noticed.
I don't think you have,
like, "it" charisma.
You're just kind of wild
and out of control.
GREG: Thank you, Ian.
Well...
That was just an exercise.
[laughs]
Relax.
You guys all belong.
Relax.
[laughs]
You're here.
You're in.
‐ [laughs]
‐ Good.
Very real, very honest.
Now we can start.
Good job, guys.
Really good job.
Relax.
Take a deep breath.
[all exhale]
How'd you guys feel?
[melancholy music]
♪ ♪
[applause]
TEACHER:
Trailview Middle School's
performing arts showcase.
[applause]
["Ave Maria" piano melody]
ANNA: ♪ Ave ♪
♪ Ave dominus ♪
♪ Dominus tecum ♪
CHOIR: ♪ Benedicta tu ♪
♪ In mulieribus ♪
♪ Et benedi‐‐ ♪
Oh, my God.
[exhales]
BRENDAN: Hey, Anna.
‐ Hey.
[duct tape ripping]
‐ Want some duct tape?
‐ What?
‐ We're making wallets.
‐ Oh.
BRENDAN: Here.
‐ Oh.
Ow.
What are you guys doing here?
BRENDAN: We're techies.
I'm the lighting designer.
Marissa's props.
‐ [clears throat]
‐ Sorry, babe.
Master of props.
We handle all the technical
elements of the play
and build sets.
‐ Wow.
Talented couple.
Do you have, like, a teacher
or anything?
Supervisors?
BRENDAN: Kind of.
Steve's a freshman
and he's supposed
to supervise us,
but lets us do whatever
till tech week.
STEVE: You mean Hell Week,
peasants.
MARISSA: 'Sup, Steve?
‐ [sighs]
You two watch
Final Destination yet?
BRENDAN: It's on my list.
Horror's an easy genre
to f*ck up.
Watch it, Kone?
STEVE: Is it James Wong's
sonata?
Obliviously not,
but you should watch it
if you think
films are worth watching.
‐ Okay, people.
Very exciting moment.
Getting our official
show scripts.
You only get one of these,
so take very good care of it.
Go ahead.
Highlight
your character's parts
and your dialogue.
There are four highlighters
there.
‐ Wow, Maya.
You get to highlight a lot.
‐ Whoa.
Maya and Gabe kiss.
‐ Okay, Jessica.
[scoffs]
‐ No, Jessica's right.
There is a kiss
in the first scene.
Which we are gonna have to make
as real and honest as possible.
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Anybody have any questions yet?
[computer dings]
SINGER: ♪ Does this train go ♪
♪ To paradise? ♪
[keys clacking]
[soft pop music playing
over stereo]
[computer dings]
[loud thud]
CURTIS: Do you want to
give it a rest?
I'm trying to read.
KATHY: I'm just prepping
in case the judge decides
that I don't get the house.
Okay?
[computer dings]
Anna, look.
I found your old Nintendo.
‐ That's a broken Game Boy.
We're trying to read.
[keys clacking]
[computer dings]
CURTIS: I'm the one that should
be worried, all right?
It's not like that female judge
is gonna rule in my favor.
KATHY: All the more reason
to help me.
Anna, look!
Your "most improved" trophy.
Keep it?
‐ No.
I don't know
why I'd need that, so‐‐
KATHY: How 'bout your glitter?
Keep that?
You still love crafts,
don't you?
‐ Mom!
I don't want any of that stuff.
Like, I don't do that anymore.
CURTIS:
Glitter's for kids, Kat.
ANNA: You keep talking to us
while we're reading.
Like, stop.
♪ ♪
[computer dings]
SINGER: ♪ Does this train go? ♪
[computer dings]
♪ This train go? ♪
[computer dings]
[keys clacking]
♪ ♪
[computer dings]
[soft music]
[keys clacking]
[computer dings]
♪ ♪
‐ [groans]
[murmuring]
Sheila was backing away
from you.
Sheila was backing away
from you.
Don't you dare
make another drink.
Don't you dare!
I'm warning you, don't do it.
[with accent]
Were you doing your business
with Sheila?
[with different accent]
Were you doing your business?
[with different accent]
Were you‐‐were‐‐
[stammering]
[sighs]
[with New York accent]
Were you doing your business
with Sheila, you rat bastard?
You rat bastard!
Were you doing it with Sheila,
you rat bastard?
Get away from me!
Yeah.
You get your hands off me,
you pig.
[lights clicking]
[dramatic music]
[horns honking,
people chatting]
You know,
I could call you Mommy
and you wouldn't know
the difference.
♪ ♪
Mommy.
Mommy, get me water.
Get me turnips.
♪ ♪
Yeah.
You're not a man.
You know, a real man,
he grabs a woman,
he takes her by the neck,
and says,
"Everything's gonna be
all right."
Oh, what?
What, you gonna hit me?
Yeah, that's what I thought.
You don't even know
what it takes
to put your flesh
against someone else's.
You just sit.
That's all you do.
You sit, you sit, and you sit,
and you wait for someone
to come by
and tell you what to do.
Well, you know what?
I ain't gonna do it no more.
I'm not gonna sit.
I'm not gonna wait around
for anything.
I'm gonna swim!
I'm gonna fly!
I'm gonna be
the best g*dd*mn person
that ever f*cking existed!
You hear me?
I'm it, baby.
I am it!
[sniffs]
♪ ♪
‐ A real man grabs a woman...
grabs a woman by the neck
and‐‐ya hear‐‐
it takes flesh...
takes flesh to g‐‐
‐ [loudly chewing]
MAYA: Against someone's.
Sorry.
Can I start again?
‐ Mm‐hmm.
GABE: [loudly chewing]
‐ Um...
it's the flesh that takes
against someone else's‐‐
what it feels
against someone else's.
[dramatic music]
‐ [loudly chewing]
‐ If it‐‐
‐ [loudly chewing]
‐ When you feel the flesh
against‐‐
GABE: [loudly chewing]
‐ Sorry.
Gabe, can you, like, stop
eating your sandwich right now?
'Cause you're taking me out
of the scene.
I'm, like, trying to‐‐
GREG: This is good.
See, if you were really in
the scene,
then you wouldn't have been
distracted by Gabe's eating.
You see that?
‐ Yeah, I agree.
I feel like I was in the scene
and I was, like, really‐‐
‐ Imagine you're in a theater
of 300 people, okay?
‐ Uh‐huh?
GREG: Do you think they're all
just gonna sit quietly
and watch?
People are gonna get up
to go to the bathroom,
they're gonna be whispering
to each other,
they're gonna be coughing,
there's‐‐
papers are gonna be crinkling
all over the place,
but you can't stop.
You gotta keep going.
‐ I promise you,
like, I did this last night.
I was really good.
‐ If you're in the moment,
then you're not distracted
with what's going on
around you.
‐ I was in the moment
'cause that's happening
in the moment.
GREG: Right, where you were
in that moment.
‐ Yeah.
GREG: Not that one.
‐ Right.
GREG: So...
‐ Okay.
JESSIE: I'm telling you,
one screw, man.
BRENDAN: Two.
MARISSA: Babe, listen to her.
She's a carpenter.
‐ Freaking hot.
Is the air on?
JESSIE: No, they only put it on
during Hell Week
for the actors.
BRENDAN: [groans]
‐ You guys know I can
make myself cold on demand?
It's 85 degrees in here
and I'm f*cking freezing.
BRENDAN: Steve, you've gotta
show me how you do that.
JESSIE: Yeah, but like
I was saying, one screw‐‐
STEVE: Here.
You'll need this.
BRENDAN: Two.
JESSIE: What's two gonna do?
‐ Oh, I'm not really sure
I'm gonna stay
'cause I don't know
if I'm really, like, built
for this kind of thing.
‐ "Adapt what is useful,
"reject what is useless,
and add what is specifically
your own."
Bruce Lee.
‐ Hmm.
Okay.
‐ Build yourself
to build a set.
‐ Cool.
‐ You don't know what it takes.
I don't even know.
Ya hear‐‐
[sighs]
‐ Okay.
MAYA: Sorry.
‐ It's all right.
We're gonna try
something different.
Put the script down.
Script down.
Plant your feet.
Bend your knees.
Slight bend so you can have
a little bounce.
Now shake it out.
Ha, ha, ha.
‐ That's stupid.
‐ Shake it.
Be stupid.
[grunting loosely]
[both grunting loosely]
Let those hands go.
[both grunting loosely]
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
Good.
Now what are you scared about?
‐ [laughing]
What?
‐ What are you scared about?
‐ Nothing.
‐ What are you scared about?
‐ Dying.
‐ What are you scared about?
‐ My dad!
‐ Good. Gabe, now.
‐ [sobs]
GREG: Take it from the end
of that scene.
Don't worry about the lines.
You gonna hit me?
‐ You gonna hit me?
‐ Yeah.
‐ All right, come and hit me.
Hit me real good,
right in the jaw.
‐ You shut your g*dd*mn face
or I'll give you a real shiner!
‐ Yeah, you think you're tough?
Come at me, baby!
I'm ready.
I'm ready to feel something.
I haven't felt something
in years.
‐ You say one more word,
I swear‐‐
‐ Yeah, you swear what?
You gonna cry home
to your mommy?
Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!
‐ You shut your mouth.
‐ Yeah, or what?
[dramatic music]
[spits]
♪ ♪
[clapping]
‐ No clapping during rehearsal.
Maya, Gabe...
there it is.
That was it!
There it is!
‐ Wow, Maya, I was wrong.
You have "it."
‐ [laughs]
I don't even know
what happened.
I was, like‐‐
I, like, blacked out.
That was so weird.
I felt‐‐like, I spit on you.
I'm sorry.
‐ Oh, no.
I loved that.
Like, I didn't even feel it.
It made me so angry, like‐‐
‐ [laughs]
‐ Like, in the scene, yeah.
‐ I know.
I'm, like‐‐look.
I'm literally shaking
right now.
‐ Oh, my God, me too.
Look.
[romantic music]
♪ ♪
GREG: Let's take ten.
After the break, we're gonna
get into the kissing scene
because I think we're ready.
Just be honest
and honesty will follow.
BOTH: Ooh!
GABE: Shut up, dude.
‐ Yeah, stop.
‐ Spielberg used two screws
in every beam in Jaws.
Look it up.
‐ No, one screw.
You put in two screws
and you risk splintering it.
‐ Two screws ensure
it doesn't break.
‐ Sorry.
Oh, no, keep going.
Be right back.
Whoopsie‐daisy.
‐ If we put two screws
and we break it,
it's all gonna be your fault.
BRENDAN: It won't break.
JESSIE: Yes, it will.
BRENDAN: No, it won't!
‐ Hey, sorry.
Um, I was just thinking that,
like, maybe they could just
stop arguing.
It would be
a little bit more efficient
if they just tried,
like, the two screws
'cause I already finished,
like, six beams
and we can't really move on
till that one's done.
So maybe you could
just say something or...
‐ Why don't you say it to them?
‐ Okay, sorry.
[indistinct arguing]
JESSIE: We're not gonna get
in trouble
if we just do it my way,
and you know what?
‐ Yeah. [laughs]
JESSIE: If it doesn't work,
we can just put in two screws.
Fine, but I already know
it's going to work
with one screw.
‐ [softly] Hey, so‐‐
BRENDAN: It won't work.
‐ [louder]
Sorry for interrupting.
Not to be bossy,
but I was just gonna say,
like, what's the point
of all the talking?
‐ We're trying to build
this beam correctly.
‐ Right.
But I'm just saying, like,
Hell Week's coming up,
and, um‐‐
‐ Look, why won't you guys
just listen to me?
‐ Trust me, okay?
‐ There's a bunch of...
stuff that has to get done.
We have to do it quickly
and, like, I think
you should just make a decision
and if you make a decision,
then we can just get it done
and move on, and if you don't,
then you're just wasting
your own time.
I'm sorry.
[laughs nervously]
It's just a thought
I was having
and I just wanted to share it,
but it's probably stupid.
‐ Guys, I think she's right.
‐ [sighs] I know.
I just wanted to‐‐
STEVE: "Knowing is not enough.
"We must apply.
"Willing is not enough.
We must do."
Bruce.
Okay, Obi‐Wan Kone‐obi.
What do we do next?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
IAN: Your scene work with Maya
was really inspiring.
‐ Oh, uh, thanks.
SAM: Yo, Gabe!
‐ Heard you guys had
a crazy sleepover.
SAM: What a ridic‐‐
like you weren't doing
the same thing?
Come on.
‐ At least I wasn't tag‐teaming
like you h*m*.
SAM: Okay.
‐ Yeah, well,
this h*m* gets to kiss Maya,
so who's the h*m* now, faggots?
‐ Well, yeah, you know
it's not a real kiss, though.
'Cause it's in a play.
‐ Yeah, well, she's hot,
so I don't care
if it's real or not.
‐ Okay.
GABE: Okay.
‐ Later.
‐ [softly] Later.
[staple g*n fires]
‐ Half beam, go.
Faster.
Go.
Yes. Move.
Sorry to say that.
[laughs]
Bring it in.
Faster. Yes.
Yes, you guys.
Yes. Support.
Support is my middle name.
Oh, my God.
We're good.
GREG: All right, g*ng.
Welcome back.
So let's take it from the end
of the first scene
at the line, "Get away."
‐ Get away from me.
‐ Isn't this what you want?
‐ You don't know
the first thing
about what I want.
You get your hands off me,
you pig!
GABE: Oh!
Or what?
♪ ♪
Uh, sorry, uh...hold.
Um, Greg, uh, can I have
a little aside with Maya?
‐ Whatever you need.
GABE: Okay.
I'm sorry.
‐ No, it's okay.
Was it my breath?
‐ Oh, uh, no.
It's just, um...
like, I just wanted
to make this official,
you know, before we...uh...
do it, so, like...
um...
Do you want to be
my girlfriend?
You don't have to answer now.
‐ Yes.
‐ Okay.
‐ Okay.
‐ Sick.
‐ Oh, my God.
‐ So, like, in rehearsal‐‐
‐ Yeah.
‐ Whenever we kiss, um‐‐
in rehearsal, whenever we kiss,
it's gonna be,
like, Joe and Debra, you know?
‐ Yeah.
‐ And I want to kiss
as Gabe and Maya.
‐ [laughs]
That's literally
the most romantic thing
I've ever heard.
‐ Okay.
[both laugh]
So let's save it then.
Let's save our first kiss.
‐ Okay.
So when?
‐ For, uh, let's‐‐
first date.
We'll do it on our first date.
‐ So when?
‐ The last night of Hell Week.
‐ Okay.
‐ Okay.
‐ Wait, what's Hell Week?
JESSICA: Oh, you'll see.
‐ [whispering]
Oh, my God, they heard us.
‐ They heard us.
GREG: [clears throat]
Guys, are we ready yet?
MAYA: Sorry, yeah. Yeah.
GABE: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
♪ ♪
ANNA: Like, just, like,
the shading here
and then it kind of has,
like, a vibe with it.
The kind of feel of the night.
[laughs]
♪ ♪
‐ Going into Hell Week, g*ng.
It's gonna be intense.
Sure, a play needs actors
and writing, blah, blah.
BRENDAN: Actors suck!
STEVE: But it really is about
the behind the scenes
that makes it all happen.
And Kone,
you f*cking led us there.
I'm making you stage manager.
♪ ♪
‐ Oh, my God.
♪ ♪
[ West Side Story "Prologue"]
[tense musical theater music]
♪ ♪
‐ Hey.
‐ Hey.
‐ Hmm.
‐ [laughs]
‐ Oh.
You looking for these?
♪ ♪
It's 4:00.
Actors are called at 4:10.
♪ ♪
Oh.
[laughs]
Let's go.
♪ ♪
‐ Yeah, that's on me, guys.
I got the time all messed up.
STEVE: You're in
the driver's seat, Kone.
Here's what's gonna happen.
‐ Okay.
‐ The actors are gonna be
so f*cking excited
to step onto stage,
they're gonna walk around
barefoot,
but there are nails,
there is sawdust,
this is not a playground.
You own the space.
Don't let them‐‐
MAYA: Oh, my God, you guys!
[gasps]
IAN: This is so big!
MAYA: This is crazy!
This is, like, so big.
♪ Oh, my God ♪
♪ Gonna be awesome ♪
♪ Gonna sell out ♪
[indistinct singing]
Hey! Ha! Ha!
Ha! Ha!
[vocalizing]
ANNA: Okay.
Places for the‐‐
it's not‐‐it's not, uh‐‐
‐ ♪ In the spotlight ♪
♪ Everybody sees me ♪
‐ Turn it up.
‐ ♪ Everybody say hey ♪
‐ [over speakers]
Places for the top of act one.
Please?
‐ Hey, Anna.
‐ Hey, Maya.
Please, can you do that?
And put your shoes on.
‐ We usually rehearse
without shoes, but‐‐
‐ And then we'll do places
for the top of act one.
‐ Okay.
[scoffs]
[laughs]
‐ Guys.
‐ Shoes are over there.
♪ Our shoes are over there ♪
‐ Oh, God.
‐ We have our shoes over here.
I‐‐they're not back here.
‐ Oh, my God.
Tech week, people.
Take it from the top.
‐ I saw you!
I saw you with my own two eyes!
ANNA: Hold.
Yeah, stay right there.
Hold.
‐ I didn't even finish my line.
‐ Kay, it's more important
that we mark this cue.
It's a lighting thing.
You wouldn't understand.
Okay, we got it.
Act.
BOTH: You‐‐
‐ Oh, is it your line?
‐ Yeah.
I saw you with my own‐‐
ANNA: Hold.
‐ Oh, my God.
‐ Why do you keep going
like this?
If you're not gonna do that
on the day,
don't do that, okay?
‐ Seriously?
‐ Did you get it?
‐ Yeah.
‐ Okay, we got it. Act.
‐ For ten years,
you've told me‐‐
ANNA: Hold.
You're not in your light.
Still not in your light.
‐ I'd rather go to jail‐‐
ANNA: Mai, that's you.
‐ Line.
‐ "I'd rather go to jail
than spend one more minute
with you."
‐ I have it.
Thank you.
‐ To your left.
Your left.
The other left.
‐ Anna, let me finish the line.
ANNA: Hold.
Go 132.
Hold.
Hold, I said.
Hold.
Hold!
Hold.
‐ We're just getting up.
ANNA: Hold.
Walk it through slowly
so we can get the marks.
‐ [in slow motion]
Saw you with my own two eyes.
‐ Slower physical.
‐ [slower]
Rat bastard.
‐ Faster vocal.
‐ I saw you backing away
from Sheila.
Sheila was a rat bastard.
I saw you backing away
from Sheila.
‐ What are you gonna do, Debra?
You gonna divorce me?
‐ I don't even know
what we're doing anymore.
I'm really confused.
‐ Can you do it full‐out?
‐ I don't wanna do it
full‐out right now.
I don't want to go at 100.
I'm gonna go at‐‐
‐ If you are doing
something different
than what you're doing
on the day,
we're not gonna know our cue.
‐ Oh, my God.
ANNA: Please let us do
our work.
‐ Uh, can you say it again?
‐ You keep forgetting
your lines.
‐ Okay, sorry!
ANNA: Find your light.
‐ Is that it?
ANNA: Colder.
‐ Is that it?
‐ Colder.
‐ Is that it?
ANNA: Ice cold.
‐ Is that it?
‐ Oh, my God.
‐ Is that f*cking it?
Line?
‐ Damn it, Maya!
‐ I cannot act
when you're yelling
technical cues.
I cannot do it.
I don't know
where the light is!
‐ Whose f*cking beeper is that?
‐ [sobbing]
Did I find it?
‐ This is our time
in the tech world
to make sure that you guys
don't mess it up.
No offense.
‐ I can't feel it.
‐ Feel the warmth!
‐ Give us space‐‐
‐ Take a‐‐take a‐‐
‐ To breathe and say our lines!
If I can't say the lines,
then I can't act!
‐ I‐I can't‐‐
we're f*cked.
So it's really simple.
I'm in my light.
Not in my light.
I'm in my light.
Not in my light.
‐ Can I just interject?
‐ Yeah.
‐ It's called warmth.
You feel the warmth
when you're in the light.
‐ Can I interject
on his interjection?
I'm not feeling warmth.
Like, when I stand
in the lights,
I don't know about you guys,
I don't feel it on my skin
or anything.
‐ These are grade A lights.
‐ Okay, we don't have
a lot of time,
so props.
You guys need to put your props
back down on the props table.
I cannot emphasize it enough.
‐ Sorry, but every time
Marissa places my prop
on stage left,
it's actually meant to be
on stage right where I exit.
‐ Actually, you're using
the bottle
at the top of act two
when you should be using
the broom.
‐ Okay, you guys, we don't have
time to talk about this.
So basically, the thing is,
is you just put your prop back
on the prop table.
Maya, got a note for you.
You gotta remember your lines.
That's the only way
that we know our cues
and you need to memorize them.
‐ I did memorize them.
If we had enough time
to go over them, I'd be able‐‐
‐ Maya, we can't do the work
for you.
‐ I'm not asking you
to do the work for me.
I was doing the work.
'Cause you guys are doing tech
and we're, like,
doing art, so‐‐
ANNA: Kay, tech is art, so‐‐
‐ f*ck the semantics.
Just f*cking remember
your lines!
‐ All right, all right, okay.
Very good.
‐ [coughs]
[intense music]
‐ Was that a cough, Gabe?
‐ Oh. Yeah, it's‐‐
I'm fine, though.
‐ All right.
Everybody freeze.
We're done.
I am not gonna have my actors
get sick, okay?
Gabe, I'm not messing around,
okay?
Go home, steam your sinuses,
and you gargle three times
with salt water, okay?
Everybody else,
techies included,
go home, get some sleep,
at least eight hours,
and please,
please wash your hands!
Thank you.
‐ I'm still‐‐
GREG: We're done.
‐ Okay. Memorize‐‐
‐ Good night.
‐ And memorize your lines.
GREG: Thank you, Anna.
ANNA: I'm sorry I'm yelling.
‐ Are we still on
for our date tonight or no?
‐ I mean, I might be sick.
‐ Okay, well,
I can take care of you.
Sick boy.
[laughs]
[chuckles]
See you tonight, boyfriend.
‐ Yeah. That's me.
[sniffles]
‐ Actually, that's the cue 32.
Like, I'm just so‐‐
f*cking hell.
I can't handle these actors.
Like, I can't.
We didn't even have
a dress rehearsal
'cause they're so
f*cking incompetent!
‐ Shh.
‐ Sorry.
[sighs]
‐ I was sweating b*ll*ts
2.6 seconds ago.
Look at me now.
‐ Mm‐hmm.
‐ This play's a pile
of dog sh*t.
But you can change it
with your mind.
You get me?
‐ Okay.
SINGER:
♪ My one and only ♪
[soft music playing
over boombox]
‐ Gabe, you girlfriend's here.
And she's so cute,
I won't even leave
the door open.
‐ [laughs]
‐ [mouths words]
‐ [quietly] Mom.
♪ ♪
‐ Hi, boyfriend.
‐ Hi.
‐ I brought masks and soup.
‐ I don't think I'm sick.
‐ Well, just in case.
♪ ♪
[both laugh softly]
‐ I love this song.
‐ It's my favorite.
‐ Me too.
♪ ♪
‐ Oh, my God.
Rehearsal was,
like, complete shitake.
Literally.
‐ Literally?
So it was a mushroom?
[both laugh]
♪ ♪
‐ Yeah.
♪ ♪
‐ What?
‐ Do you want me
to feed you the soup?
‐ Nah, I'm good.
‐ Okay.
♪ ♪
‐ [singing gibberish]
[laughs]
SINGER: ♪ It's only
a tiny space ♪
♪ That keeps us apart ♪
♪ ♪
‐ Whoa, whoa, whoa.
SINGER: ♪ But never lonely ♪
‐ Hold on.
‐ Sorry.
‐ [clears throat]
I just, uh...
SINGER: ♪ You are always here ♪
‐ [whispering]
Sorry.
‐ I just, uh, didn't want you
to get sick, you know?
[both laugh]
Here we go.
‐ Kay.
‐ Get a good hold on it.
♪ ♪
Good?
‐ Yeah.
MAYA: I don't want you
to get sick either.
[Tony Bennett's
"The Way You Look Tonight"]
♪ ♪
BENNETT: ♪ Someday ♪
GABE: Care to dance?
MAYA: [laughs]
BENNETT:
♪ When I'm awfully low ♪
♪ When the world is cold ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I will feel a glow ♪
♪ Just thinking of you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And the way you look
tonight ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Oh, but you're lovely ♪
♪ ♪
♪ With your smile so warm ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And your cheek so soft ♪
♪ ♪
♪ There is nothing for me ♪
♪ But to love you ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Just the way you look ♪
♪ Tonight ♪
♪ ♪
♪ With each word ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Your tenderness grows ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Tearing my fear apart ♪
♪ ♪
♪ And that laugh ♪
[twinkling]
MAYA: It feels like...
there's a bunch of butterflies
fluttering around in my chest.
BENNETT: ♪ Touches ♪
[music distorts]
♪ My foolish heart ♪
‐ Yeah.
‐ Can we do a real kiss now,
without the masks on?
‐ Um...l‐let's wait
until opening night
to do our first kiss.
[chuckles]
‐ But I thought you said
not to do the kiss
as our characters,
but as Gabe and Maya?
‐ Well, it's too late,
you know?
We‐‐we already are
our characters.
We are Joe and Debra, Maya,
so...
when we kiss,
it'll still be us.
BENNETT: ♪ Just the way
you look ♪
♪ Tonight ♪
‐ That's romantic.
Okay.
So tomorrow?
Opening night.
BENNETT: ♪ Just the way
you look ♪
♪ ♪
‐ [sighs]
BENNETT: ♪ Toni‐‐ ♪
ANNA: [sighs]
[door squeaks]
[keys jingle]
[lock clicks]