Anticipation.
One of the greatest actors of his generation...
Enjoyment.
Return to form?
In Retrospect.
Return to sender.
Two cars pull onto the shoulder. ROBERT DE NIRO in jeans and a sweatshirt steps out and approaches AL PACINO’s car. AL watches BOB approach, wary. He wasn’t expecting this.
BOB: You know I’m onto you.
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AL: Sure… Buy me a cup of coffee.
[BOB crosses back to his car.]
INT. NIGHT – 24 HR DINER – AL + BOB AT TABLE – MEDIUM
BOB: I thought this was over.
AL: What are you, a critic now?
BOB: We agreed once we’d evened the score we were both out.
AL: I knew you were getting cold feet when you started making deals with that O Russell schmuck. That’s fool’s gold, compadre… So you wanna go back? You must have worked some dipshit crews?
BOB: I worked all kinds.
AL: I saw The Family. That’s when you got that ‘Born to Lose’ tattoo across your chest, right?
BOB: Yes it was.
AL: And now you think this is over?
BOB: Yes I do.
AL: Well let me tell you something, I ain’t never going back.
[The adversarial intensity is eye-to-eye.]
BOB: You wanna just keep on making these pictures?
AL: Wasn’t that the deal?
BOB: For a time. It was funny for a time.
AL: So this was just a joke to you?
BOB: I took your challenge, now I want out.
AL: You think we’re through? I got something out this month gonna keep you playing, just you wait. You can’t win this.
BOB: You really think you can give worse than me?
AL: Oh I do, mamacita… I do.
BOB: You don’t want your normal life back?
AL: What the fuck is that? Oscars and Tonys? Black tie and golf?
BOB: That’s part of it.
AL: That what you’ve got?
BOB: Not since we started this whole thing. My agent’s in rehab, even Ratner won’t take my calls… All because you think you can make a shittier film than me.
AL: What did you expect? You wanna play this game with me, you can’t read a decent script you’re not willing to drop in 30 seconds flat when you feel the heat around the corner.
BOB: I saw what you did in Jack and Jill.
AL: Exactly. If you’re chasing me, you gotta move when I move. You gotta be ready, when you see Danny Collins, to sign up for another Fockers. That’s the discipline.
BOB: I did three of those things because of you. I made a film with Ed fucking Burns. You think you can box me in? Righteous Kill was a favour, to level the playing field, but if I see this movie of yours and it’s so bad I feel I’ve gotta put you down, even if I gotta bring Cuba Gooding Jr into this again, I will not hesitate, not for one second.
AL: Maybe it’ll happen that way, maybe it won’t.
BOB: What’s it been? Ten? Fifteen years? What we’re left with is pretty empty.
AL: What? You wanna do something else?
BOB: I don’t think I know how to do anything else any more.
AL: [the shared confession] …neither do I.
BOB: And maybe you’re right. Maybe I don’t much want to.
AL: Neither do I.
[They look at each other for a moment, a smile of wry resignation shared.]
BOB: (to WAITRESS) Can we have the bill?
[AL PACINO has already disappeared into the night.]
FIN
