MANDAHLA: Shh, be quiet on set!
Shhhhh.
AC: Scene 1, take 1, mark.
ANDREA: Seriously, I think we'd make
awesome Ghosthunt -
nope. Walking into a bush. Sorry.
Avada Kedavra, bitch!
Crap, can we do it again?
MANDAHLA: Don't you dare
go in there...
F***
Taylor is moving in tomorrow and
I am working all morning which means do...
ah, f****** c***.
Which means do not use her floor...
*chuckles*
And I am working all morning which means...
do not use her floor as -
*laughs*
f****** c***!
♪♪
ANDREA: You got it!
Rolling!
ANDREA: Hiyaaa!
PHIL: And I just want you to -
MICHAEL: Sorry, I'm totally messing up right now.
DAREN: Cut!
PHIL: It's all good, brother!
MICHAEL: You're either not listening -
Sorry. *chuckles*
I have been talking about it!
I have been talking about -
son of a... *laughs*
MICHAEL: Period. That's it! PHIL: Alright, fine!
I just think that maybe -
*struggling word vomit*
I forgot the line. God dammit!
DAREN: Yeah, it's close to your face.
PHIL: You want it like right here?
DAREN: Perfect. Uh -
That way?
JEN: Yeah.
That's where it's got to go?
Okay, great.
PHIL: Jill!
Aw, shit!
Slap!
ANDREA: Buurrrp.
ANISHA: Oh, god.
ANDREA: Sorry.
ANISHA: I'm Jill!
I'm guessing you're Chloe unless there's been
a mixup and you're in the wrong house.
Ha!
ELIZABETH: My name's Taylor, too.
ANISHA: Oh, shit.
*ELIZABETH laughs*
REAL JILL: What happened?
AMBER: My pen broke :(
HAVILAND: You know who's having a great lunch?
These flies.
ELIZABETH: Yeah. *laughs*
They're like, "Score!"
MANDAHLA: No, ma'am. I am NOT
cussing on the sales floor.
God!
God. *struggling*
No, I am NOT
cussing on the FLOOR.
Mother******.
F****** c***.
Motherf****** c***.
ANISHA: Nope.
Nope.
Okay.
ANDREA *laughs*
MICHAEL: Vegan and non-vegan items are...
have equal snack real. estate.
Snack table real estate.
*Laughs*
F***!
*Frustrated grunt*
DAREN: Cut!
*Everyone laughs*
HALEY: That's a cut!
Ow.
What if... um.
Great.
What the f*** is my line?
Daren says line
ELIZABETH: Thank you!
MANDAHLA: Soooooo,
you're - can you just give me that first line?
Line?
F****** c***.
Take it to your grave.
I think...
Ugh, mother****** that was perfect.
That was PERFECT!
ANISHA: New Year's isn't even a holiday,
it's mostly just an excuse to drink.
ANDREA: Relaaaaaaaaax.
Relaaaaaax.
- Can we talk?
ANDREA: R's.
MANDAHLA: World.
World.
Squirrel.
Squirrel!
ELIZABETH: This one's for you, Mandahla.
DAREN: Cut!
ANISHA & ELIZABETH Laugh
ANISHA: We don't know where to go!
There's no room and there are candles everywhere!
I'll try not to face-smash you.
DAREN: Cut!
*both laugh*
*snort*
*hehehehe*
DAREN: Chloe talk to the bartender.
ANDREA: I'm sos...
having such a good night.
The real question is, "How's your New Years?"
That's because women have always been told
that this is six inches!
Rise up lights.
Say it.
It's really funny.
DAREN: Cut.
MICHAEL: Are you...?
She did NOT.
AC: Take 2, mark.
ANISHA: Ow.
Just kidding. *laughs*
ANDREA: Chicago like Steph did!
Herrr, I'm never gonna-
"Herrr?" not love you!
*ANISHA laughs* I'm never gonna say I don't love you.
Should I wait for that car?
DAREN: Yeah, reset.
Wait for the plane?
DAREN: Let's cut, let's cut.
DAREN: Cut.
*Crew laughs*
ANISHA: Oh, oh, oh.
Yeah what's good, man?
Whoo!
*crowd cheers*
Daren: Cut!