snag?
I have a $10-million movie here
with no ending...
because you guys ran into a little snag?
Only writers use words like that. Snag.
A snag you have.
What's a snag? You promised!
You guys promised me!
We separated.
I'm really very sorry to hear that,
but what's that got to do with my movie?
I want those pages.
I don't think we can work together.
No, don't tell me that.
I don't want to hear that. No!
I am going to put you guys
in an office right next door here...
and I want to see the new pages today.
Got that? You understand?
- You're not listening to her.
- I'm not listening to her.
I'm not listening to you.
I've got a problem!
I will listen to your problem
when the work is done.
- You want the work done?
- Yes!
- Why don't you get Kenny to do it?
- That is not funny. That is low.
And you just leave Kenny
out of this, okay?
That kid would never do to me
what you guys are doing to me now.
Now, both of you are professionals.
I want you to do it, okay?
I don't want to see either of you
until the work is done.
We're shooting in the morning.
I want the pages now.
Is that understood?
Carol?
Come in here
and show them the office, please.
If you want me, I'll be on the set.
It's just next door here.
Larry took the phones out
so you wouldn't be disturbed.
So if you need anything, just holler.
Are you two all right?
No, we're not all right.
- Wanna take a break?
- Sure.
- Let's send out for some food.
- I want to go somewhere. I'm starving.
- What do you want to eat?
- I don't care. Anything.
- Chinese?
- I'm not in the mood for Chinese.
Mexican? The Villa Taco?
I don't know, I'm not sure
what I want. Something.
Thai. There's a Thai restaurant near here.
- Italian. You always liked Italian.
- Anything.
French. Deli food. Hungarian.
Too heavy. Whatever. Whatever you want.
Japanese. Tempura.
Sukiyaki, teriyaki.
Anything like that appeal to you?
- I don't care. Whatever.
- How about shit on a shingle?
All right, that's not funny.
I said it didn't matter.
We can't make up our mind on anything.
We're talking about stinking food here!
- I'm not hungry anymore.
- I am.
- Then go eat.
- No.
I go and eat, I come back,
then you want to eat.
We're gonna stay here.
We're gonna stay here
until we finish the goddamn scene.
Leo pushes...
the door open.
And heads down an empty hallway.
Down a darkened hallway.
An empty, darkened hallway.
All right. An empty, darkened hallway.
You think there's going to be a crowd?
It's 4:00 in the morning.
He appears to be confused.
He stops at the door to Jacobson's office.
He listens. There's no sound from within.
He then very slowly takes his hand...
Are you dictating?
- It sounds like you're dictating.
- I'm not dictating.
- You got the ending all worked out...
- You can jump in any time.
Thank you very much.
That's very nice of you.
What do you want to say?
I'm not saying it wasn't all right.
It's your attitude.
You're treating me like a secretary.
I'm very sorry. Would you like me to type?
Yes, I would.
The ending's all worked out in your head...
- put it down on paper.
- I don't have it all worked out.
Then what are we going to do?
We ought to talk about it.
We can't have Leo
walking down corridors all his life.
He doesn't have to be walking
down a corridor.
It's all right if he does.
But what's going to happen afterwards?
We were just getting to that.
No, you were getting to that.
We've never discussed it.
Let's just discuss it now. Sit down.
We'll talk about it.
He's in the corridor alone, right?
So... I don't know.
Either he has to go into Jacobson's office
or into his own.
So what do you think?
Hello?
Do you have something to say?
I'm thinking.
How am I supposed to know that?
You're staring.
What am I supposed to stare at
when I'm thinking?
When you think, you stare.
Want me to hold up a sign saying,
"I'm thinking"?
Oh, please. Forget it.
What the hell are we going to