- All right. You know the drill. We can either
do this the easy way or the hard way.
If it were up to me, I'd prefer the hard way.
- And if it were up to me, I'd also prefer the hard way.
- What are you doing?
- Can I see you outside for a second?
- Excuse us.
(door closing)
- What are you doing?
- I'm doing good cop bad cop.
- Yeah. And I was bad cop.
- Nah, no. I was bad cop.
- Okay. This is why we need to communicate better.
Although, it was pretty obvious that I was bad cop.
- Just I didn't buy it.
- What?
- No, it just felt superficial to me.
- I was very grounded.
- Oh, Hmm. Could have...
- Okay, your opinion of my bad cop performance
is subjective.
- By subjectively I think it was a very bad performance.
- Wow!
- I just, sorry.
- You know, you maybe should have said something
when we cast roles yesterday, did you even prep Good Cop?
- Are you asking me if I did the work because
- Yes
- Yes I did the work Libby.
- Did you?
- Yes I did and ultimately I think good cop
is one dimensional so I don't need to do it.
- Wow! Okay. Well a good actor can bring depth to
any role so
- Okay. Let's just recast then.
- I think we should.
- Fine.
- You know, I have always wanted to play single mom cop
who's juggling work life and home life
and constantly trying to gain respect
from her peers in a male dominated industry.
Plus her husband died on a case, so she's got a vendetta.
- I love that for you.
- Yeah.
- Oh my gosh. I really see that. Yeah. Yeah.
Like that's like your hit.
- Yeah.
- I feel like you can bring some authenticity to that.
- Oh authentic. Yeah. I feel that too.
- Okay. Good. Okay so then I'm gonna play maybe a cop
who's been undercover in the cartel for about five years
and he's trying to recently like make his way back
into real life, but it's just not as exciting
for him as he needs it to be.
- Ohh, that's very broody, a lot of trauma.
- Yeah. I feel like I can lift that off the page. You know?
Fill it with breath.
- Yeah. Okay. Love it. Let's do it.
- Love that.
- Okay
- Do you know how hard I fought so I don't have to deal
with little shits like you, I don't wanna be here anymore
than you do. I got a kid at home, who's sick.
- I killed a man I called friend.
Marcus. We ran together for three years.
He was just a kid.
I still dream of him.
Gasping for air, the confusion in his face.
Do you know what that's like?
Do you?
The night terrors haunt me.
You don't wanna get on my bad side.
- Well, you don't wanna get on my bad side either
because I'm looking for the son of a bitch
who killed my husband.
- Sometimes I put a gun in my mouth just to feel something.
- Can I see you outside for a second?
- Yeah.
Ummm, what's wrong?
- It's not working.
- Sorry. I felt like I was locked in.
- Yeah. We're both coming at it.
It is the essence of bad cop-bad cop.
- So you don't think the dynamic is different?
- No, I don't think it is....
I think we're, we have the same motivation
and if I think it's feeling very one note.
- Okay. Well, do you wanna recast?
- I think we have to.
- Okay. Okay. How about we do something more old school?
Like, like a classic thing.
- What are you thinking?
- Well, I could do some like 1940s film noir
- Okay. Okay. Yeah, I think I do have a monologue
I could dust off in my back pocket, but it's classic.
- That's great. We want classic.
- Yeah
- We want simple. We want classic, nothing fancy.
- No, nothing fancy.
- Something clean.
- Focus on clarity.
- [Both] What do we want in the moment.
- Oh my God, we were just gonna say the same thing
at the same time
- I know. - Holy shit.
Look here. See, you got a lot of moxie kid
but you gotta quit ya lolly gaggin'
and act like a mouthpiece.
Otherwise you're doing 25 to life in the big house.
The brink, the clink. It's not worth the hill of beans kid.
- Oh, for a muse of fire that would
ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act,
and monarchs to behold the swelling scene.
Then should the warlock Harry, like himself,
assume the port of Mars and at his heels
leashed in like hounds should famine, sword, and fire...
- What did you just do in there?!
- The Prologue to Henry the fifth.
I thought it might be nice to do a little verse
iambic pentameter, mix it up a bit.
- It's not relevant anymore.
- But you said do old school?
- Not that old.
- Okay. Well I think a fresh take on a classic can be fun.
- Fine. Let's try something new.
- What else we got?
(both blabbering)
- All right governor, would you please tell me
what day it is?
- [Both] You are a...
♪ The fact that you're alive is a miracle ♪
♪ Just stay alive and that would be enough ♪
(man blabbers)
- That's you? You like that?
- You like that.
- Do you like this?
(woman gasping)
- But yeah, but what's my character.
- You already know...
- What's my character body?
Yeah, but if I have a bad hip.
(woman grunting and punching)
- Look, we we've all been there, right?
Am I right fellas?
- Woo!
- No. You're not a fellas.
- Hand in your gun and badge, You're off the force.
- You're done.
- Just like any quick critiques?
Anything you want us to work on?
- Or what worked for you?
- Redirects?
Ta da!
- Oh my... - Oh shit.
- Shit.
- Oh, how about a booger?
- Okay, alright. I'll confess.
Just stop doing what you're doing, okay. I did it.
- [Both] And scene.
- Thank you so much. It works every time.
- Yeah. Thank you for coming.
- We're just gonna have you sign that confession there.
- Yeah some legal documents.
- Peace out. See you never.
- Got her.
(classical piano music)