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breakinglight11Ugh, this is totally thrown together. I was very busy today and didn’t really have a strong idea. So I did a very rough hacky job with the Dream Machine idea for late in season 1 that after the filming in Scotland goes haywire, the team is struggling to pull everything together and get a decent finale out of it.
At least there’s one good joke in there.
Day #25 - Comfort and Support
From Dream Machine
By Phoebe Roberts
LEAH LUCCHESI, showrunner of Offcomer at Dream Machine, mid thirties
MEREDITH BARRY, Leah’s writer’s assistant, early thirties
DEVON CHAMBERS, male lead actor in Offcomer at Dream Machine, early thirties
Los Angeles, CA, 2020
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Leah and Meredith pore over their makeshift beat board— notes scribbled on the backs of coasters stuck on the brick wall with chewing gum.
MEREDITH: So… we came to Scotland to film a hunk in a castle. And now the hunk is gone, and the castle burned down. What does that leave us with?
LEAH: I don’t know… Scotland?
Leah’s phone rings, and the two jump like cats at cucumbers.
LEAH: Damn it, what is it now?
MEREDITH: It’s Devon.
LEAH: This better be good.
She hands the cell over for Leah to answer.
LEAH: What?
DEVON: (over phone) I thought you should know, Josie’s in a real bad way.
LEAH: Ugggghhhhh! I am up to my neck here, can’t you… I don’t know, be there for her?
DEVON: I tried, love. But there’s only a handful of ways I know to make a woman feel better, and when I offered, she just cried harder.
LEAH: For Christ’s sake.
DEVON: If you want her in any shape to work tomorrow, somebody’s got to do something.
Leah hangs up and smacks her face into her hands.
LEAH: Oh, my God, I don’t need this!
MEREDITH: Can you blame her? Can you imagine how used she must feel?
LEAH: She’s still got a job to do!
MEREDITH: And he wrecked that job too!
LEAH: Fine, fine. So go take care of her already, if you’ve got so much sympathy.
MEREDITH: Me? But I have nothing to offer another human being!
LEAH: And you think I’d be better? Besides, I’ve got to finish here! What are you going to do, steal some ten-year-old fan fic and change all the names?
MEREDITH: Jesus, Leah!
LEAH: I’m sorry, I’m sorry! But I don’t have time for this. Josie’s one of the only pieces we got left, and she’s oozing down the drain as we speak. Somebody’s got to sop her back up, or we won’t have anything!
MEREDITH: Ugh… I guess I’ll go get a mop.
At least there’s one good joke in there.
Day #25 - Comfort and Support
From Dream Machine
By Phoebe Roberts
LEAH LUCCHESI, showrunner of Offcomer at Dream Machine, mid thirties
MEREDITH BARRY, Leah’s writer’s assistant, early thirties
DEVON CHAMBERS, male lead actor in Offcomer at Dream Machine, early thirties
Los Angeles, CA, 2020
~~~
Leah and Meredith pore over their makeshift beat board— notes scribbled on the backs of coasters stuck on the brick wall with chewing gum.
MEREDITH: So… we came to Scotland to film a hunk in a castle. And now the hunk is gone, and the castle burned down. What does that leave us with?
LEAH: I don’t know… Scotland?
Leah’s phone rings, and the two jump like cats at cucumbers.
LEAH: Damn it, what is it now?
MEREDITH: It’s Devon.
LEAH: This better be good.
She hands the cell over for Leah to answer.
LEAH: What?
DEVON: (over phone) I thought you should know, Josie’s in a real bad way.
LEAH: Ugggghhhhh! I am up to my neck here, can’t you… I don’t know, be there for her?
DEVON: I tried, love. But there’s only a handful of ways I know to make a woman feel better, and when I offered, she just cried harder.
LEAH: For Christ’s sake.
DEVON: If you want her in any shape to work tomorrow, somebody’s got to do something.
Leah hangs up and smacks her face into her hands.
LEAH: Oh, my God, I don’t need this!
MEREDITH: Can you blame her? Can you imagine how used she must feel?
LEAH: She’s still got a job to do!
MEREDITH: And he wrecked that job too!
LEAH: Fine, fine. So go take care of her already, if you’ve got so much sympathy.
MEREDITH: Me? But I have nothing to offer another human being!
LEAH: And you think I’d be better? Besides, I’ve got to finish here! What are you going to do, steal some ten-year-old fan fic and change all the names?
MEREDITH: Jesus, Leah!
LEAH: I’m sorry, I’m sorry! But I don’t have time for this. Josie’s one of the only pieces we got left, and she’s oozing down the drain as we speak. Somebody’s got to sop her back up, or we won’t have anything!
MEREDITH: Ugh… I guess I’ll go get a mop.
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