INT. JAMES' APARTMENT - MORNING
James struggles to wake up in bed, slightly hungover. Then... DING. He gets a text.
James rolls over to check his phone -- a text from Noah: "Hey :) Call me when you're up"... James calls Noah.
NOAH (V.O) - Hey sleepyhead.
JAMES - Hey.
NOAH (V.O) - How was your night with Corey? You two talk about more auditions?
JAMES - No, but it was good -- I mean it was fine, I guess.
NOAH (V.O) - Just fine?
JAMES - Well it got a little weird when you left.
NOAH (V.O) - He didn't make it weird about you not doing coke, did he?
JAMES - No! Nothing like that. It's just --
NOAH (V.O) - Okay, then what?
JAMES - Just once you guys left, he started massaging my legs again.
NOAH (V.O) - Okay...
James appears thrown off by Noah's lack of concern.
JAMES - I dunno. Maybe I'm reading too much into it, but he started reaching for my -- ya know -- dick.
NOAH (V.O) - Corey did this?
JAMES - Yeah. Like I said, I --
NOAH (V.O) - I get it, don't worry. I'll talk to him,
James exhales. This is all he's been waiting to hear.
JAMES - Thanks.
NOAH (V.O) - Why don't you call him? See what time he's thinking for that audition?
JAMES - Sure, yeah.
NOAH (V.O) - I'll be over in a little anyways. Good luck.
Noah hangs up. James searches and finds Corey's number in his phone. He closes his eyes and sighs before making the call.
It RINGS once and then is sent to voicemail.
VOICEMAIL (V.O) - I'm sorry, but the number --
James hangs up. He calls Corey again. After one RING...
VOICEMAIL (V.O) - I'm sorry, but --
James hangs up. He rushes to type a text to Corey: "Hey. Are we still on today, or??"...
... He deletes this. James thinks for a moment, before typing another text: "Hey, It's James. Are we still on for today?".
James hesitates for a moment and hits send... An ERROR message pops up: "Undelivered".
LATER
James paces around his apartment, nervous. Then... KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. He answers the door to find Noah, who enters.
NOAH - And we have good news about the audition, yes?
JAMES - This guy blocked me.
NOAH - What?
JAMES - Yeah, fucking Corey blocked me.
Noah takes this in stride and dismisses James' concerns.
NOAH - Psh, please. Corey's washed up anyways. He's --
JAMES - What?? Weren't you saying yesterday how much he can help me?
NOAH - Forever ago, sure. But that guy hasn't been relevant in years.
James stands confused, unsure what to make of sure.
JAMES - But-but literally last night you were spouting about how you "can't wait" for me to get a taste of what LA's like.
NOAH - James, I --
JAMES - If LA is anything like that, then --
NOAH - James. It's my fault for leaving you alone. I'm sorry...
Noah sits on James' bed.
NOAH (CONT'D) - ... But for what it's worth, I got you another audition today.
JAMES - Huh?
NOAH - Well it's no Money and Fame, but lucky for you, I had this booked last second as a backup.
James' mood eases up... He nearly cracks a smile.
JAMES - What? How?
NOAH - You learn a trick or two after doing this for so long.
JAMES - Well?? What's the role?
NOAH - Hear me out. It's a toothpaste commercial -- for Denti-White.
James sits next to Noah. He tries not to appear let down.
JAMES - Denti-White?
NOAH - Yes! These things are perfect to get your feet wet.
JAMES - But Corey was saying how commercials are --
NOAH - Oh, so now you're listening to that guy?
James sighs and acquiesces.
JAMES - Alright, I guess toothpaste it is.
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LA Monster (Screenplay)
General FictionAfter visiting Los Angeles for just four days, I knew I had seen enough to write -- what I believe -- is an eerily accurate depiction of what this place means to a lot of people. LA Monster is a screenplay about an aspiring actor that moves to Los...
