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DECEMBER 24th,
*9pm, eastern standard time*
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: (muttering) This won’t tune.
Mark: So we hear. He’s just coming back from half a year of withdrawl—
Roger: Are you talking to me?
Mark: Not at all. :) Are you ready?
Mark: HoLd tHAt fOcUS, stEaDy!
Mark: Tell the folks at home what you’re doing Roger!
Roger: I’m writing one great song—
Roger: (sarcastic) Saved!
Mark: We screen
(z o o m i n o n t h e a n s w e r i n g m a c h i n e...)