Charles kingman is dying.
He's got the cancer, and, uh...
He wants to play lear before he dies.
I cried. Tell him.
It's not about money. It's not fame.
It's not about the festival.
He just needs to-- needs to play lear.
And the problem is that it's a killer part.
I mean, physically and emotionally,
This will literally kill him.
It's terrifying.
Tell him about me, about how this affects me.
I know. Ask him about my higher purpose.
Man: Oliver welles.
Yes.
Was he a passionate person?
Famously.
Why are we talking about oliver welles?
His name has come up quite a few times.
Oliver welles?
Yes. You've mentioned him on several occasions.
No, I haven't. Yes, you have.
No, I haven't. Yeah, you have.
No.
Oliver welles directed you in 7 plays at the festival.
Oliver welles betrayed you.
Oliver welles destroyed the soul of the festival.
All right, all right, all right, all right.
I mean, he's--he was part of my life
For a number of years,
Whether I liked it or not,
So obviously his name's gonna come up.
I mean, I had a pet dog when I was a kid.
His name was ruffles.
He was part of my life for 11 years.
You've never mentioned ruffles.
Do you consider him a mentor?
It sounds like he's haunting you--
Oliver, not ruffles.
Haunting me?
You know, you should listen to yourself.
Oh, no. I don't mean literally, of course.
You know, the people who've made an impact on us--
Our parents, friends, loved ones--
Often linger in our minds
Long after they've left our lives.
They become part of the mechanism of our psyche.
I think it would be helpful
If we focused on oliver for a while.
Oh, finally.
♪ when life takes its toll and fate treats you bad ♪
♪ you used to be king, and now you've been had ♪
♪ along with your fool, you think you'll go mad ♪
♪ it's nice to take a walk in the rain ♪
♪ a stomp through a storm is what i'd advise ♪
♪ when people you trust tell nothing but lies ♪
♪ and kidnap your friend and gouge out his eyes ♪
♪ it's nice to take a walk in the rain ♪
♪ you say your daughters are evil plotters ♪
♪ a pitter-patter shower will keep you sane ♪
♪ when all has been said and all have been slain ♪
♪ it's good to take a walk in the rain ♪
♪ for several hours ♪
♪ it helps to have a howl in the rain ♪
♪ without your clothes on ♪
♪ nice to take a walk in the rain ♪
[cheering and applause]
Captioning made possible by acorn media
She puts her bread in the fridge.
Who puts bread in the fridge?
Dancers, apparently.
Bread is big. Bread takes up room.
It's an insult. A triple threat.
It's not like she eats anything anyway.
Have you seen her?
Maybe she eats glue, maybe paste.
She's an idiot. Have you seen her with the paper?
All she reads is
"entertainment and life,"
And the rest she just tosses aside.
That would be the news part.
Oh, my god. You hate her so much.
I don't hate her. She's an idiot.
Do you hate charles?
He's such a prick.
God, am I that bad?
Soph, you know, I knew you were gonna say that.
No. God. Sophie, you are an amazing actress.
He is a prick.
There is no connection
Between your amazing acting abilities
And his prickish behavior.
All right, look. I got an idea.
It's gonna cheer you up.
Today on our break,
We're gonna fuck up the musical rehearsal.
How? Why?
Because. We're just gonna go.
We're gonna do something fucking juvenile,
And it's gonna be awesome.
3 words: Stink bomb.
I might be really into that.
Me, too.
No, i'm serious. Let's do that.
I'm serious. Let's do it.
This is really gonna make me feel better.
I don't know what to tell you.
He was my director.
Oh, I was so much more than that.
He was, uh, kind of like a mentor
For a little while, and then he was
Sort of like a best friend for a bit there,
And then he stabbed me in the back.
And the last time you spoke to him was...
On the night that he, happily, died.
That's right. I tried to tell you--
Did I ever mention before that he was
A drunk?
I've been reading about this theory.
Now, this theory says that every artist
Has one person who is their private audience,
Someone that they desire to please
Or someone they're angry with
Or want to communicate with in some way.
Is oliver your audience?
Oh, I love that.
Last night's preview was very revealing.
The show failed, and i'll tell you why.
We have become too concerned with logic.
The true power of the musical comedy
Is its inherent absurdity.
People sing and dance apparently spontaneously
But in unison.
It's ridiculous.
And the common man finds this absurdity calming.
Why? Because his own pathetic existence
Is unrelentingly logical and ordered.
I know this for a fact because i've spent
Many years observing the common man
At shopping malls and country fairs.
We need more focus
On the absurdity of the genre.
That is why I have decided to cut 3 scenes
That are purely expositional
And replace them with inappropriate dance numbers.
We're cutting the story?
Yes, and replacing it with dancing.
Tap dancing, if possible.
Uh, darren?
Sorry. Could I say something?
What?
Uh, I don't think that this is
The solution to the problem.
You know, i've seen a bunch of musicals.
That is because you are a common man.
Ok, but what i'm trying to say is
That what I find enjoyable about it,
You know, as the common man,
Is not just the--
Speak more quickly.
Ok. The characters--we need to care about them.
You know, like in "a chorus line," ok?
You know, we needed to get to know
Each and every one of those dancers,
And I think we need to make the audience care
About--about our characters.
One of the many pitfalls of being a common man
Is that you have a limited understanding
Of your own reality.
You are amused by something,
But you are incapable of understanding
The mechanism of that amusement.
I pity you.
Ok, but--
Talking to you about musical theater
Is like chatting with a dog
About why it likes to lick its ass.
Ok--
You're wasting my time!
Stage management, the common man
Is banned from rehearsal.
Exit.
I am banning yapping.
Woman: Yes, I know what a coup is,
But what i'm asking is,
What is the new general like?
Is he a killer?
Well, how does he feel about musicians?
Is he likely to kill the musicians
If I send them back?
Yes. Why don't you check on that?
Hey, geoffrey, can I ask
Your advice about something?
I wouldn't.
Thanks. Ok. There's a problem with the musical.
It's got to do with the way
The whole thing is, you know, put together.
A structural problem?
Yeah. It's got to do with the segments
Of the story.
You know, the segments?
The beats?
Yeah. Well, they're in the wrong order,
And because of that, the whole path
That you take in the musical,
The whole thing...
The arc.
Well, it's wrong,
And I think I know how to fix it.
Well, that's great.
Yeah. It's just that every time I bring up
My ideas in rehearsal, darren yells at me.
Mm-hmm. He says I yap.
He's banned yapping from rehearsals.
Do you yap?
He makes me nervous-- darren.
Well, he should make you nervous.
He's an idiot in a position of power.
But don't yap.
Just make your point and provide a solution.
Ok.
Rehearsal is all about arguing the material.
But of course, there's a limit to that.
Beyond that limit is grandstanding,
And that's something that actors
Absolutely love to do in order to drive
Directors right out
Of their fucking minds.
Yeah.
I think it's a valid point.
Barbara, you are talking about something
That happens in the final scene of the play.
I know.
We are working
On the first scene of the play.
Barbara: But this is about who goneril is.
If she commits suicide at the end of the play,
That makes her one kind of a person.
If she's killed by regan,
That makes her another kind of person.
She commits suicide.
How do we know that?
We know this because edmund tells us this.
How does he know?
He doesn't see it happen.
It happens offstage.
Regan could easily have stabbed goneril
When she realized
She had been poisoned by her.
Regan was that kind of a character, right?
Sure.
Geoffrey: Ok, all right.
Do either of you have any evidence,
Any evidence in the text,
To support this "angry dying sister" hypothesis?
As much evidence as edmund has
To support his.
But he's in the scene, you silly cow.
He has a little bit more invested in the material
Than you.
Barbara: Look, charlie,
I'm gonna play goneril as a cold-blooded
Ruthless killer.
It's gonna be a little hard
For the audience to accept
That she would kill herself.
If they can accept
That lear has a black daughter,
They'll accept anything.
Asshole.
Ho ho ho! Ok, this is great. Great.
Whoo! How about we take a break?
How about a little break?
Woman: 15 minutes, everyone.
The company is unifying very nicely.
Yes, just like the balkans.
She's just passionate.
[laughs]
That's one word for it.
Ok. Ok.
[finishes song]
Yeah.
This is what I don't understand.
The song is good.
There's nothing wrong with the song,
And yet it gets no reaction.
No, it must be you, megan.
You're doing something wrong.
Let's try it again.
Paul.
This is gonna be so good.
All right.
Like so good.
[piano playing]
♪ if an ear would turn my way ♪
Is that her?
Yeah.
♪ trying to be ♪
♪ heard is what I never get to be ♪
♪ tasted and touched, that's been it for me ♪
♪ heard is the word ♪
♪ and the word is what sets me free ♪
♪ I am lulu ♪
All right, get ready.
♪ wasn't long ago my soul was dying ♪
♪ wasn't long ago ♪
♪ I thought that life was to observe ♪
Paul. Paul?
Shut up.
Paul.
♪ forgive me if I shout ♪
The damn door. Paul. Shit!
Paul, open the door!
♪ trying to be heard ♪
Open the door!
♪ trying to be heard ♪
Darren: Let's try it again,
Only this time, try imagining you're blind.
Ooh. What's that smell?
I don't know, but it's perfect.
Use it.
Barbara: Aah!
For christ's sakes!
[toilet flushes]
Barbara: This is the thing.
Goneril is like a warrior,
Like a general, so the only reason
She would kill herself would be, you know,
Death before dishonor.
But what does she say just before she leaves?
She says "the laws are mine," not by--
She's not saying, "woe is me.
I'm gonna end it all."
She's saying, "fuck you, albany!
I'm gonna do what I want." right?
We generally don't talk about work
At the dinner table, you know?
It's not really a rule, but...
Right. Well, that is-- that is smart,
And it's probably good for the relationship.
The only other thing, really,
And i'm gonna make this short,
Is that it would make sense
That edmund is wrong about the suicide.
People are wrong about everything in this play.
Lear is wrong about his daughters...
I'm sorry.
I hate this.
I know.
It takes every ounce of patience I have
In rehearsal not to take skill saw
To that woman's head,
And then I come home and she's here,
And it starts all over again.
Geoffrey, she cares about me.
What do you want me to do--
Ask her to leave?
Yes. Now. Please.
I can't.
All right, tomorrow over breakfast,
In between when she says something like,
"I have a few ideas about the set,"
Or "I think goneril should wear a helmet."
Geoffrey, she's my best friend.
I can't just kick her out.
Well, what am I?
You're my...Guy.
Oh...
You were going to say lover.
I was going to say guy lover.
Lover guy.
Well, we haven't made love in weeks.
I'm gonna sleep on the couch.
Oh, don't do that. This isn't a sitcom.
Oh, well, yes, actually, it is.
I have a broken wang,
And there is a lizard queen living downstairs.
Come back to bed. We can work this out.
You can leave in the morning.
Oh, fuck. This is how you think--
This is working it out?
Where are you going?
Well, you're kicking me out of the house.
No, i'm not. Ok, I am.
But what's the big deal?
Last year you lived under the theater.
Ok, wait a minute.
Are we breaking up?
No, we're not.
I love you.
I'll miss you terribly.
This is only temporary.
What the hell?
Well, my baggage is now literal.
I see that.
Did you have a fight with ellen?
I don't know. Maybe.
I mean, one minute we were
Talking about things.
The next minute, I was packing these bags.
And where will you stay?
Well, there's this really nice storage room
At the theater.
I've stayed there before, and I know
What you're gonna say.
He's not gonna say anything.
He's just gonna make a little note.
"Wednesday, 8 a.M. Deluded."
What am I gonna say?
You're probably gonna say something
About the separation of life and work,
But I don't think you seem to
Understand this-- the theater is not
Like any other workplace.
It really is a family,
And some of them you love,
And some of them you hate.
Well, you know that many people say
That their work is like their family.
Their boss is their father.
Their secretary is their wife.
And then there's crazy uncle geoffrey.
Would you shut up?
Sorry. I interrupted you.
No, not you.
It's--i'm tired.
I didn't sleep last night.
You don't have to talk if you don't want to.
I don't want to.
It's your time.
I suppose I always have thought of myself
As the father of the festival family
And the actors were my children--
Or some of them, the principals.
Apprentices, swings, members of the young company--
I never felt a connection whatsoever.
That's why I could have sex with the odd apprentice
Because, well, he wasn't my child,
In a sense.
Oh, god, that sounds terrible.
Oliver: If you really want to understand
The way I feel about family,
We have to talk about my childhood.
My father was a brute, an absolute brute.
That's why mother and I drank.
Good morning.
Not really.
All of our fire extinguishers
Failed inspection.
They have to be recharged today
When I have the health and safety survey
And the quarterly financial reports to generate.
Is there a record player in this building?
Because I just fished out
All my old broadway musicals,
And I want to kick back in my office
And listen to them.
Have you heard a single word that I said?
Yeah. You got a lot of work.
So do you have so much work
That you can't answer my question?
Yes, actually.
Anna, this is work, too, you know.
The musical's in trouble. I'm doing research.
Ok, so it's enjoyable work,
But, you know, you should try that.
You should do some enjoyable work.
Thanks. I'll try and remember that tip.
Hey, listen. I tripped over some bolivians
On the way in.
I'm aware of that, but if I send them back,
They'll be shot.
Do you want me to send them back to be shot?
No, miss sarcasm.
It's just that they can't live in the hallway.
It's a fire hazard.
I'll try and find them
Temporary accommodation.
Ok. So?
Is there a record player?
Are you committed to this?
Well, what choice do I have?
I love ellen. I hate barbara.
I'm talking about charles,
About his playing lear.
Do you understand how important
This is to me?
Explain to me again how this is
Your ticket out of here.
It's karma. You're alive.
You wouldn't understand.
So charles plays lear. You go to gay heaven.
I do not appreciate
The levity of your tone at the moment.
Geoffrey: What if he dies mid-run?
Well, it's death with dignity,
Something I never had.
[speaking foreign language]
Oh, great.
I guess it's the green room.
Geoffrey, please. Oliver.
This isn't about one guy.
I have a responsibility to the entire company,
To the festival.
This is about theater ethics.
Theater ethics?
That's like saying whorehouse morals.
We're doing the storm scene today.
We'll see if he's got it in him.
[thunder]
Charles: Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks!
Rage! Blow!
You cataracts and hurricanoes...
I can't hear him.
Spout till you have drench'd our steeples,
Drown'd the cocks.
I can hear him fine.
Charles: You sulphurous
And thought-executing fires--
All right, hold it!
Just for a moment. Thank you.
Maria, let's take it again,
But scale the wind down
A couple of ticks.
I can do it on my own!
Lear is the storm, remember?
Geoffrey: It's just a little
Aggressive texture.
It's a fucking excuse!
Geoffrey: Thank you, charles.
Please continue.
Court holy water in a dry--
Geoffrey!
Hold it!
Turn it off!
Would you?
[wind stops blowing]
Just leave the thunder. Please!
All right, maria. Cut the wind.
From the top, frank.
Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks.
Rage! Blow!
You see?
You cataracts and hurricanoes,
Spout till you have drench'd our steeples,
Drown'd the cocks.
Lear is the storm.
You sulphurous and thought-ex--ee...
Geoffrey.
Maria...
Hang on.
All right?
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Geoffrey: Uh, we'll take 10.
Charles: That's the way it should be.
It should be a battle.
Here you go.
Oh, i'll just get these bags out of the way.
Are you leaving?
Things aren't going that badly, are they?
Oh, no, no.
It's just a little problem at home.
An uninvited houseguest.
It's that cow barbara, isn't it?
Grrr.
Where are you gonna stay?
Here.
Here? The theater?
No, here in this room,
On this couch, actually.
That's disgusting.
I have a couch in my apartment.
You can sleep there.
No, charles. I'd be in your way.
Look, I know you're hesitant
To go through with this.
My death wish, I mean.
Spend a little time with me.
Maybe you won't care so much
Whether I live or die.
That's some offer.
Hi.
It's my bread, my cheese,
My tomatoes.
I'm not doing anything wrong, ok?
I just said hi, that's all.
So how are you liking your room?
It's a pretty cool place, eh?
Somebody put a rubber snake in my bed,
And last Saturday,
There was jell-o in my shoes.
It's like grade two around here.
Sorry.
For whoever did that.
I apologize to you from them.
Whoever.
Hey, um, I heard you sing the other day.
I was on break, and I guess
I passed by your rehearsal.
You're--you have a beautiful voice.
Thanks.
What did you hear?
Sorry?
What was I singing?
Oh, something about wanting to be heard
And...
♪ i'm trying to be heard ♪
♪ trying to be heard ♪
It's a pretty song.
Uh-huh.
We're having problems with it, actually.
I thought that sounded great.
Really.
Thanks.
So did you always want to be a singer--
Hey, you missed "trailer park boys."
I taped it for you.
Thanks.
Why are you so late?
I was watching them rehearse the storm.
Oh, my god! What is this?
Soymilk?
It's mine. Why don't you look first?
Why don't you eat anything normal?
Wipe the spout before you put it back.
Wipe your own spout.
There's the bathroom.
Balcony, if you want to end it all.
[chime rings]
A chime for every pill.
3 blue ones in the morning,
And one white one every 2 hours afterwards.
Now i'll call mrs. Loundry
And order you a cot.
No, no. Don't. The couch is fine.
You're sure?
Yeah. I like couches.
You know, you sit on a couch, you work,
You lie on a couch, you sleep.
You can eat?
I can eat.
Tortellini tonight.
No sauce, just olive oil.
I can't tolerate spice anymore.
That's another curse.
Well, I actually welcome simple food
Because ellen--well, ellen tends to cook
Beyond her means.
Geoffrey...
The illness is not
A pleasant thing to witness.
I don't sleep well.
I have trouble keeping down my food,
And my body makes vulgar sounds
That I can't control.
Well, I have lengthy conversations
With an invisible companion.
Oh.
Shall I set 3 places for dinner?
Tortellini and olive oil?
Don't bother.
Hi, anna. Is geoffrey still there?
Oh.
Uh, no, it's not important.
I just called to say hi.
[door opens]
I just found 4 bottles
Of cloudy bay.
Thanks, anna. Try to relax. Bye.
Barbara: I just found 4 of the most amazing bottles
Of sparkling wine from new zealand.
We are gonna have a girls night in.
I've played lear before, you know, geoffrey.
I know.
And I was terrible.
I was 25, and I was the only one in the company
Who could grow a beard.
And i'm sure you were brilliant
Because you've always been brilliant,
And as you know, it was you
That inspired me to this life in the theater.
I am the personification
Of that particular cliché,
And like the theater, I am boldly fighting
A slow, undignified death.
Oh, charles.
All right, i'll lay off the gallows humor
Till you've finished eating.
No, no. Keep it coming.
You are going to let me play him,
Aren't you?
Oliver: Don't feel pressured
Just because you're in his house
Eating his food.
You know, I have a lot of other responsibilities.
I've got a board.
I have an entire company of actors.
Well, that's bullshit.
That's bullshit.
You just don't want
My blood on your hands.
All right, let me ask you this question.
Is this really how you want to die?
Wouldn't you?
You're how much in debt?
27,000.
$27,000 in debt,
Your boyfriend's crazy,
And your career has ground to a halt.
I wouldn't put it that way.
You're the best actor you've ever been,
It's true.
You're fabulous, and I love you,
And I want you to be happy,
But you're a wreck.
I don't think I like these girls nights in.
Hey, did you follow up with chris?
He's doing a show for some network
Somewhere in the states.
You see? This is what drives me crazy.
You've never known how to take care of yourself.
Never?
I'm not trying to tell you how to run your life.
Oh, I think you are, actually.
No, no, no. All i'm saying is,
Isn't it possible that
You've grown out of this place?
I mean, give yourself a chance.
Call chris in the morning.
Promise me you will.
I will. I will.
Now can we stop talking
About my miserable life
And watch denzel?
I just yell at you because I love you.
And you want me to be happy.
I know.
Mmm.
What do you see when you look at him?
A lawsuit.
Come on. Really.
I don't know.
A childhood hero.
An actor.
An old actor.
Your father?
Did you get that off "dr. Phil"?
You're a lousy therapist, oliver.
This would be talking
To your invisible
Friend, right?
I did warn you.
Geoffrey, would you mind
Helping me into the bedroom?
I think I overdid it today.
I think it was the storm.
Probably trying to impress you.
You did.
I can see you're lear, charles, very clearly.
The problem is the cancer, I know.
But you see, I manage my day,
And by night, to help me sleep,
All I need is my medication.
And your medication is...
Heroin.
Heroin. Ok.
Charles: Oh, god!
God damn it!
That's why there are so few aged junkies.
All this fiddling work. Would you--
For god's sake, geoffrey.
Where's your humanity? Help him.
Help with the heroin?
Charles: Yeah, please. Do you mind?
Uh...
Now just make sure
You keep the needle parallel to the vein.
[whispering] jesus.
I can feel that now.
[whispering] it's wonderful.
Really.
I think I just said yes.
I shot him up.
Shot him up?
With heroin.
I stuck a needle in his arm.
How did you feel when you shot him up?
It's not like I was contributing
To the delinquency of a senior.
Ha ha.
But it was an act of mercy.
Oliver: Of course it was.
Tell him about your father.
No.
It wasn't?
No. Yes, it was,
But he had nothing to do with it,
So no, i'm not gonna talk about my father.
Well, that says something, doesn't it?
You don't have to talk about your father.
The fact that you're so reluctant
To even broach the subject.
I find it strange that you would say that
Out of the blue, though.
You see?
It's not exactly out of the blue.
I got this whole sort of--ok. Look.
I saw charles sleeping there in that chair,
And I started to think about--shit.
Huh? Huh? Huh? Come on.
Why do you find this difficult to talk about?
Because...
Because you're trying to find your father.
You're trying to relive--
Ok.
Because charles expects me
To give everything, everything
That I have ever worked for
For him, just like oliver.
I mean--
My father.
Oh, that was so satisfying.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait up.
Hey.
Boy, dancers walk fast.
Must be your legs
Because they're long dancer's legs.
Are you going to rehearsal?
Yeah.
Me, too.
Oh, what are you in?
Uh, what, are you serious?
"king lear."
Oh, right. I forgot.
Oh. I play the heroic edgar.
Oh, I don't know the play.
"king lear"?
I never saw it. Is edgar a big part?
Pretty big. Yeah. Yeah.
You never read it? Not in high school?
Well, i'm not much of a reader,
But I was in "west side story"
At the atoba coast school of the arts,
And that was based on "romeo and juliet."
Right. Yeah, I know that.
We were talking about "king lear."
Well, they were both written by the same guy.
Right.
Look, i'm just saying i'm not much of a reader,
But I was in "west side story."
No, I got it. I know what you're saying.
So you liked my song?
I--yes. I really did.
Wow. I like it, too.
Like, lulu feels like nobody is listening to her.
Right.
And then there's a key change,
And she finds her voice.
And it's totally in my belt range,
So I can really let go.
They're talking about cutting it.
Well, I hope they don't.
Do you want to go for a drink with me?
Well, I thought we were the enemy.
Uh, um, honestly,
I love the way you sing.
Oh.
Well, i'll think about it.
[piano playing]
♪ look at lulu ♪
♪ lulu stopped her crying ♪
♪ look at lulu ♪
I know what's wrong.
Darren, could I just have 5 minutes?
Not now.
♪ i've made a brave new choice ♪
It's lulu, darren. It's lulu.
It's who she is. It's the beats.
You see, it's lulu.
Stop it! Stop your hissing.
I cannot think with you hissing in my ear.
I'm sorry.
I just--I know what the problem is.
Look. I made a flow chart.
The entire first act is about lulu
Trying to find her voice.
When she sings "give my heart a voice,"
She's actually realizing for the first time
That's she's not just a prostitute.
She has a soul.
Yapping. No, i'm not.
Everything you're saying
Is pathetically obvious.
This is not a second-act song.
Lulu's ballad has to end the first act.
Look. Then we cut
The restaurant scene completely,
And we would open the second act
With the dance number at the crack house.
Can't you see?
Darren: That's it.
You have undermined my authority
For the last time with your flow charts
And your yapping.
You are banned from rehearsals.
Darren--darren, I think he's right.
Oh, my god. It's a whole different show.
Really. We've got to try this.
Ok. We will try it once.
This afternoon for the preview.
But if it fails, you are banished forever.
Thank you, darren.
Darren: Yap, yap, yap.
Megan? The triple threat?
Yeah. Yeah.
Are you surprised?
Yeah.
We're back, everyone.
Act one, scene one.
We'll pick it up where we left off.
But...
You said I should ask her out.
No, no, no.
I didn't say you should ask her out.
I said that she was your type.
Yeah. What?
No, no, no.
It's great. I'm glad, you know?
You're dating a really cute idiot
Who happens to live in our house.
It's great.
I should go.
Charles is waiting to rip me apart.
Uh, good luck.
Goneril, our eldest born, speak first.
Sir, I love you
More than word can wield the matter.
Dearer than eyesight, space--
Where do I look?
Geoffrey: Well, you look at your daughter.
Who?
Geoffrey: Oh, sorry.
You look at barbara.
Yeah.
Beyond what can be valued rich or rare--
Of all these bounds--
Maria: Cordelia has a line, charles.
What?
Cordelia has a line.
And what shall cordelia do?
Love and be silent.
Where--where are we?
What shall cordelia do?
Don't start on me, young lady.
If you hadn't jumped all over my line--
I didn't.
Oh, you didn't?
I...
Charles: Then--then-- then you see,
I can't understand you when you do speak.
You mumble your cues.
This has nothing to do with me.
You see? And that's why you'll never be any good.
It's the job of an actor to be--
Uh--uh--uh--to be involved every minute.
You're goneril when you come into the rehearsal hall,
And you're goneril when you leave it,
And you con--
I'm cordelia.
I'm playing cordelia, ok?
If you're gonna blame someone else
For your own senility,
At least figure out
Who the fuck they're playing.
Oh, god. I didn't mean to swear like that,
Not in front of charles.
It's ok. He had it coming.
Charles.
I can't think!
My mind is all muddled.
I didn't take
My haloperidol this morning.
It gives me constipation,
So I skip a day sometimes.
Oh, god, it's hell!
Ok, ok, ok. Shh.
Charles, just breathe. Breathe.
Close your eyes. Breathe deeply.
That's it.
Oh, my god.
All right, maria, just calm down.
It's just a man breathing, all right?
Now get nahum. We're gonna take him home.
I'm so sorry, geoffrey.
Apologize to the girl for me.
Yes, I will.
Maria, for fuck's sake.
Right.
That was nothing. That was just chemicals.
What now?
Ok. Well, we can work on edmund gloucester,
And then, I don't know,
I guess I send everyone home.
What are you gonna tell them?
"sorry, everyone. Our lear has gone mad"?
No. I'll say that he's, you know,
Got the flu or something.
The flu?
He was staggering around the stage
Like a drunk.
All right, what, then?
Tell them he's a drunk.
Tell them he's a drunk?
Look, this will not be the last
Such incident, geoffrey.
You'd better lay the groundwork
For deception now.
The theater is full of drunks.
It's an easy sell.
You're a drunk.
Some actors need a whipping boy.
There are dozens of them--
Petty tyrants, the lot of them.
Barbara: It's alzheimer's. I've seen it before.
Uncle pete used to wear a hat with his name on it.
But this is the theater, not a mental ward.
This theater?
[geoffrey clears throat]
Hello, everybody.
Well, obviously charles is not having a good day.
This is not uncommon for people in his situation,
And, uh, he would like me to apologize to all of you.
Most specifically, he would like to apologize
To you, sophie.
And I will endeavor in the future
To be more vigilant,
And charles has agreed...
[clears throat]
He has agreed to attend a meeting.
All right, let's get started.
Act one, scene two.
Woman: A meeting.
He's a drunk. That was my alternate theory.
Are you ok?
Fine.
Can I help?
Mm-hmm.
You can get that lizard queen out of our house.
Geoffrey--
Failing that, why don't we rehearse
Act one, scene two?
Maria, please.
Geoffrey, did you hear about this afternoon's preview?
No.
It was fabulous!
Yeah. Do you want to know why?
No.
Because darren nichols made some substantial changes
To the structure of the show.
Do you want to know why
He made those substantial changes?
No.
Because I suggested them, just like you said.
You know, I thought it through,
And I made a flow chart.
No. Yes!
Yes, and he's keeping them for tonight.
For the opening.
You're coming, right?
Oh, it would take an act of god
To keep me away.
All right. All right!
Whoo!
[thunder]
Charles?
Where is he?
Oh, geoffrey, charles just ran raving
Into the storm.
The irony is heartbreaking.
Why didn't you stop him?
Is there a heath nearby?
Shut up.
♪ it's a beautiful day on east hastings ♪
♪ I didn't wake up on the floor ♪
♪ it's a beautiful day on east hastings ♪
♪ for a whore ♪
♪ it's a beautiful day on east hastings ♪
♪ profits are starting to soar ♪
♪ it's a beautiful day on east hastings ♪
♪ to want more ♪
♪ and what is the world on east hastings? ♪
♪ a patchwork of cuttings and pastings ♪
♪ it's a beautiful day on east hastings ♪
♪ to want more ♪
♪ for a whore ♪
♪ let me soar! ♪
[thunder]
♪ look at lulu ♪
♪ lulu stopped her crying ♪
♪ look at lulu ♪
♪ lulu's not ♪
♪ a frightened little bird ♪
♪ i've made a brave new choice ♪
♪ to give my heart a voice ♪
♪ i'm trying ♪
♪ trying to be heard ♪
♪ gotta open up ♪
♪ and quit my lying ♪
♪ i'm sick of shutting down ♪
♪ and letting all the lines get blurred ♪
♪ i've got something real to say ♪
♪ if an ear would turn my way ♪
♪ i'm trying ♪
[thunder]
Charles! Charles!
♪ I am lulu ♪
♪ oh, wasn't long ago ♪
♪ my soul was dying ♪
♪ wasn't long ago ♪
♪ I thought that life was too absurd ♪
♪ now i've got it figured out ♪
♪ forgive me if I shout ♪
♪ i'm trying ♪
♪ trying to be heard ♪
Chorus: ♪ be heard ♪
♪ trying to be heard ♪
♪ be heard ♪
♪ trying to be heard ♪
♪ be heard ♪
♪ trying to be heard ♪
[cheering and whistling]
Whoo!
That was crap.
Oh, come on. That was great crap.
It was crappy crap.
You're just blinded by lust.
Possibly.
Whoo hoo!
[thunder]
Great. Great show.
Oh, thank you. Watch yourself.
You saw it?
Oh, yeah. Yeah. Of course.
It felt pretty good.
Yeah.
We got a standing ovation.
I know. I started it.
Can I make a suggestion?
I think I should walk you home.
I don't know if you've heard about this,
But there are crazy people
Walking the streets tonight.
I'm serious. It's total psychos.
Why are you being so nice to me?
I told you. I'm your biggest fan.
♪ wasn't long ago my soul was dying ♪
♪ wasn't long ago I thought ♪
♪ that life was too absurd ♪
♪ now I got it figured out ♪
♪ she got it figured out ♪
♪ forgive me if I shout... ♪
[thunder]
[laughter]
Man: ♪ call the understudy ♪
♪ I can't go on tonight ♪
♪ i'm drinking with my buddy ♪
♪ i'm getting good and tight ♪
♪ before they raise the curtain ♪
♪ i'll be higher than a kite ♪
♪ so call the understudy ♪
♪ I can't go on tonight ♪
♪ tell the cast and crew ♪
♪ to break a leg ♪
♪ break a leg ♪
♪ roll me out to dump ♪
♪ the bloody keg ♪
♪ bloody keg ♪
♪ I need to reach the fate ♪
♪ that life can bring ♪
♪ life can bring ♪
♪ and liquor is what will hit the spot ♪
♪ the play is not the thing ♪
♪ so call the understudy ♪
♪ I think it's only right ♪
♪ my diction will be muddy ♪
♪ i'll never find me lines ♪
♪ before the intermission i'll be busy on a sprite ♪
♪ so call the understudy ♪
♪ I can't go on ♪ ♪ he can't go on ♪
♪ I won't go on ♪ ♪ he shan't go on ♪
♪ I can't go on tonight ♪
Captioning made possible by
Acorn media
Captioned by the national captioning institute
--Www.Ncicap.Org--