Mark
December 24th, Nine PM
Eastern Standard Time
From here on in
I shoot without a script
See if anything comes of it
Instead of my old shit
First shot - Roger
Tuning the Fender guitar
He hasn't played in a year
Roger
This won't tune
Mark
So we hear
He's just coming back
From half a year of withdrawal
Roger
Are you talking to me?
Mark
Not at all
Are you ready? Hold that focus - steady
Tell the folks at home what you're doing Roger ...
Roger
I'm writing one great song --
Mark
The phone rings.
Roger
Saved!
Mark
We screen
Zoom in on the answering machine