Papercut (2018) Movie Script
[Music]
- Yeah, yeah, why not ?
No.
Yeah... Yeah, I'm excited.
All right, we're about 15 minutes away.
Okay, I'll see you there.
All right, bye.
Your tie's crooked.
Why did you text me "hey dick head" ?
- Just to remind you that I'm actually here.
- Are you excited about tonight ?
I mean, it's pretty awkward we've been
nominated in the same category.
- I just can't wait to get to the awards
ceremony
and get it over with.
- Such enthusiasm...
- Stand in mind tonight.
- So I'm guessing you don't want me to go
down on you on the way to the ceremony
- Jesus, keep shut.
Don't say shit like that when we're in pubblic.
- It's a joke, not a dick, mate.
You don't need to take it so hard.
- No, you can't smoke in the car.
- Why ?
You cant' fucking do anything anywhere anymore.
Am I going in the wrong way ?
Sorry driver, excuse me. I think
you're taking slight the longest way possible.
- I'm just following your friend's direction, sir.
I can take a different direction if you like.
- No no it's okay. Just keep going this way.
It's all right, Kane. Picking up along the way.
- It seems like picking up...
- No.
We're not picking fucking weed.
- All good boys ?
- Yeah, we're all good.
- Sorry, what was your name ?
- David.
- We are all good, Dave.
- That's disappointing. Do you have
any weed, David ?
- If it was the late 90s then that'd be a yes, but...
unfortunately no.
- What if he recognizes us ?
And he leaks that we hit up a driver for weed ?
- Hey Dave ?
- Yes sir ?
- Do you know who we are ?
- Should I know ?
- See, no idea.
- We're nobody special
- Nobody special, isn'it ?
There's complimentary snacks in the center console,
if you want something to eat.
- Now, who or what are we picking up ?
- Are you gonna be like this all the way there ?
- Like what ?
- What ? This.
- I'm just gonna sit here
and quietly eat my fucking carbs.
- You can only get fat.
- Rather be fat than be a cunt.
- Yeah, you can only lose everything this way.
- That's not even true.
- Yeah, we have everything to lose.
I'm not gonna be one of those actors
who just almost made it,
who almost had a career.
That's not good enough for me.
There's nothing wrong with wanting more.
- Yeah.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
Think of all those carbs, you fat mole.
- Tonight's supposed to be a celebration.
- Yeah, I like celebrate this.
These are not the dicks you are looking for.
Duel wheel.
- You just can't act normal, can you ?
For once. I'm just asking you
to act normal for once ?
- What have you become ?
- What do you mean ?
- Let's not pretend that I didn't know you
before you were famous
- Oh yeah, and then ?
You're the one who gets recognized
every time we go out.
- Oh look, she's jealous.
- You're just a hypocrite, man.
You want the career and you want the exposure,
but you don't want to play the game.
- Quick, check your Insta through and
see which one of us has more followers.
- Oh, okay. Oh, I do.
You post like four times a year.
- I'm sure you'd accidentally drop
like a dick pic or something like that,
if my followers outnumber yours
if I win tonight.
- Why is all such a joke to you ?
- But it would really hurt our careers if people knew ?
- Yes.
It would bring my career,
it would bring our careers to a crashing halt.
Man, I'm gonna have a wife and kids one day.
- That would be fucking weird.
- You better get used to it.
- Why did you insist on picking me up ?
- I wanted to talk to you
- Let me guess.
Our agent had a quiet word with you and
asked you to keep me in line tonight,
make sure I keep everything
as fake as I possibly can.
- Our agent has concerns
for me.
- For you ?
- Yeah and that...
if you win the award tonight...
- I'm charging out of the closet,
you'll be guilty by association.
- She said that you wouldn't even
let her write a speech for you
- Are you genuinely freaked out that I might thank you in my speech ?
- You keep having these slip-ups, man.
You've been saying some cryptic shit to reporters.
You know this media stuff it's just like acting.
You've got to stick to the script.
- Oh, well...
What kind of a script has
the team written for us tonight ?
- Okay. So...
We're going to meet Andre
before the red carpet and
he's going to prep us on what's going to happen.
He's going to tell us who to talk to,
who to get photographed with and so on.
- And now you mean, you mean Andrew ?
- You've been told a million fucking times
his name has been legally changed to talk "her".
- I don't need or want to be prepped,
let alone by fucking Andrew.
- You, as usual, had be difficult man.
That's why he dropped to phone you last.
- So, I guess, we're not going to be holding hands on the red carpet, then ?
- Look,
I just want to make it super clear
that I'm straight now.
- Well, you didn't seem overly straight last night
when my dick was in your mouth.
- Hey, shut up !
Don't talk to me like that.
- You guys are all good back there ?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, we're all good. Hm...
We're just talking about the footy.
- And bitches...
- I like football.
Used to play all the time back home.
I was obsessed by it at one point.
Still be playing now if the old body
hadn't let me down, you know.
It's funny how life works, sirs.
One minute you're the top of your game,
the next...
driving a car full of strangers.
End of the sec.
So, who do you follow ?
- Follow ?
- Yeah, in football. What team ?
- The...
- The blue team.
- Well...
I like the blue team too.
Not too far to your destination, sirs.
- Brilliant. Thank you.
- Nice... This is important.
Man, I got a huge announcement going
on my twitter feed tonight
just before we hit the red carpet.
- Yeah ?
- Yeah.
- Why don't you tweet a picture of this ?
Hashtag no homo.
- Why are you such a faggot ?
Keep going like this man and
I'm just going to stop the car and get out.
- It's gonna look pretty gay if you stop the car and
storm out like a little bitch.
- Brit.
- Brit ?
That's who we're picking up, Brit.
And you know what ? She's the best thing
for my career at the moment.
- So, you're gonna fuck some girl again ?
To try to be popular and stop
your little secrets from spilling out ?
- My career means nothing to you, doesn't it ?
- It's always about you, isn't it ?
- Yes, my career comes first.
- You're a fucking sellout !
- I know it's not what you want to hear.
Britt and I, we're back together
and it's going to be announced just
before we hit the red carpet tonight.
And you know what ?
I was going to wait until after the show
- I bet she cost the agency a fortune.
- Look...
we're getting this car to pre-drinks at
some producer's house
and she's casting at the moment,
so I can't have your bleeding heart
to fuck this up,
then we're getting separately most of the event.
- Hand me a speech
- I didn't write one.
- Bullshit !
- I... it's just notes.
- Hand it to me.
- No.
It's my speech.
- Who wrote this for you ?
This is a orchestrated PR move.
Everything in your life's mapped out for you.
Just looking for a mention of me and there's fucking nothing.
- Hey, show me your speech.
- I didn't write anything.
- What ?
- Maybe we were wrong about you coming out tonight.
- Yeah, maybe I have nothing to say.
- All right boys, here we are.
- You know, I... I just wanted
this to be
goodbye, you know, to...
to what we had,
to whatever we had... problem.
This has just been going on for way too long.
- Look, I think it's probably best for me
to skip the pre-drinks, hm...
I'm not really in the mood for talking to
to industry people, small talks.
Let's catch up with you later at the event.
- Yeah, I think that'd be best.
Don't forget to meet Andre for prep.
All right ?
And don't be late.
Tonight it's about the film.
It's not about you
- Hey...
tell Andrew I can't wait
- Where to up, sir ?
- Hmm... just...
back to where you picked me up from,
that's okay.
- I can wait there for you, if you want
to head back just tell me.
- It's just all for me for me. I think
that'll be the end of the night.
- Here.
Please keep it safe for later
- I knew it.
Thank you.
- You know,
I love your film by the way
You're a much better actor than your friend.
[Music till the end]
- Yeah, yeah, why not ?
No.
Yeah... Yeah, I'm excited.
All right, we're about 15 minutes away.
Okay, I'll see you there.
All right, bye.
Your tie's crooked.
Why did you text me "hey dick head" ?
- Just to remind you that I'm actually here.
- Are you excited about tonight ?
I mean, it's pretty awkward we've been
nominated in the same category.
- I just can't wait to get to the awards
ceremony
and get it over with.
- Such enthusiasm...
- Stand in mind tonight.
- So I'm guessing you don't want me to go
down on you on the way to the ceremony
- Jesus, keep shut.
Don't say shit like that when we're in pubblic.
- It's a joke, not a dick, mate.
You don't need to take it so hard.
- No, you can't smoke in the car.
- Why ?
You cant' fucking do anything anywhere anymore.
Am I going in the wrong way ?
Sorry driver, excuse me. I think
you're taking slight the longest way possible.
- I'm just following your friend's direction, sir.
I can take a different direction if you like.
- No no it's okay. Just keep going this way.
It's all right, Kane. Picking up along the way.
- It seems like picking up...
- No.
We're not picking fucking weed.
- All good boys ?
- Yeah, we're all good.
- Sorry, what was your name ?
- David.
- We are all good, Dave.
- That's disappointing. Do you have
any weed, David ?
- If it was the late 90s then that'd be a yes, but...
unfortunately no.
- What if he recognizes us ?
And he leaks that we hit up a driver for weed ?
- Hey Dave ?
- Yes sir ?
- Do you know who we are ?
- Should I know ?
- See, no idea.
- We're nobody special
- Nobody special, isn'it ?
There's complimentary snacks in the center console,
if you want something to eat.
- Now, who or what are we picking up ?
- Are you gonna be like this all the way there ?
- Like what ?
- What ? This.
- I'm just gonna sit here
and quietly eat my fucking carbs.
- You can only get fat.
- Rather be fat than be a cunt.
- Yeah, you can only lose everything this way.
- That's not even true.
- Yeah, we have everything to lose.
I'm not gonna be one of those actors
who just almost made it,
who almost had a career.
That's not good enough for me.
There's nothing wrong with wanting more.
- Yeah.
You can't have your cake and eat it too.
Think of all those carbs, you fat mole.
- Tonight's supposed to be a celebration.
- Yeah, I like celebrate this.
These are not the dicks you are looking for.
Duel wheel.
- You just can't act normal, can you ?
For once. I'm just asking you
to act normal for once ?
- What have you become ?
- What do you mean ?
- Let's not pretend that I didn't know you
before you were famous
- Oh yeah, and then ?
You're the one who gets recognized
every time we go out.
- Oh look, she's jealous.
- You're just a hypocrite, man.
You want the career and you want the exposure,
but you don't want to play the game.
- Quick, check your Insta through and
see which one of us has more followers.
- Oh, okay. Oh, I do.
You post like four times a year.
- I'm sure you'd accidentally drop
like a dick pic or something like that,
if my followers outnumber yours
if I win tonight.
- Why is all such a joke to you ?
- But it would really hurt our careers if people knew ?
- Yes.
It would bring my career,
it would bring our careers to a crashing halt.
Man, I'm gonna have a wife and kids one day.
- That would be fucking weird.
- You better get used to it.
- Why did you insist on picking me up ?
- I wanted to talk to you
- Let me guess.
Our agent had a quiet word with you and
asked you to keep me in line tonight,
make sure I keep everything
as fake as I possibly can.
- Our agent has concerns
for me.
- For you ?
- Yeah and that...
if you win the award tonight...
- I'm charging out of the closet,
you'll be guilty by association.
- She said that you wouldn't even
let her write a speech for you
- Are you genuinely freaked out that I might thank you in my speech ?
- You keep having these slip-ups, man.
You've been saying some cryptic shit to reporters.
You know this media stuff it's just like acting.
You've got to stick to the script.
- Oh, well...
What kind of a script has
the team written for us tonight ?
- Okay. So...
We're going to meet Andre
before the red carpet and
he's going to prep us on what's going to happen.
He's going to tell us who to talk to,
who to get photographed with and so on.
- And now you mean, you mean Andrew ?
- You've been told a million fucking times
his name has been legally changed to talk "her".
- I don't need or want to be prepped,
let alone by fucking Andrew.
- You, as usual, had be difficult man.
That's why he dropped to phone you last.
- So, I guess, we're not going to be holding hands on the red carpet, then ?
- Look,
I just want to make it super clear
that I'm straight now.
- Well, you didn't seem overly straight last night
when my dick was in your mouth.
- Hey, shut up !
Don't talk to me like that.
- You guys are all good back there ?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, we're all good. Hm...
We're just talking about the footy.
- And bitches...
- I like football.
Used to play all the time back home.
I was obsessed by it at one point.
Still be playing now if the old body
hadn't let me down, you know.
It's funny how life works, sirs.
One minute you're the top of your game,
the next...
driving a car full of strangers.
End of the sec.
So, who do you follow ?
- Follow ?
- Yeah, in football. What team ?
- The...
- The blue team.
- Well...
I like the blue team too.
Not too far to your destination, sirs.
- Brilliant. Thank you.
- Nice... This is important.
Man, I got a huge announcement going
on my twitter feed tonight
just before we hit the red carpet.
- Yeah ?
- Yeah.
- Why don't you tweet a picture of this ?
Hashtag no homo.
- Why are you such a faggot ?
Keep going like this man and
I'm just going to stop the car and get out.
- It's gonna look pretty gay if you stop the car and
storm out like a little bitch.
- Brit.
- Brit ?
That's who we're picking up, Brit.
And you know what ? She's the best thing
for my career at the moment.
- So, you're gonna fuck some girl again ?
To try to be popular and stop
your little secrets from spilling out ?
- My career means nothing to you, doesn't it ?
- It's always about you, isn't it ?
- Yes, my career comes first.
- You're a fucking sellout !
- I know it's not what you want to hear.
Britt and I, we're back together
and it's going to be announced just
before we hit the red carpet tonight.
And you know what ?
I was going to wait until after the show
- I bet she cost the agency a fortune.
- Look...
we're getting this car to pre-drinks at
some producer's house
and she's casting at the moment,
so I can't have your bleeding heart
to fuck this up,
then we're getting separately most of the event.
- Hand me a speech
- I didn't write one.
- Bullshit !
- I... it's just notes.
- Hand it to me.
- No.
It's my speech.
- Who wrote this for you ?
This is a orchestrated PR move.
Everything in your life's mapped out for you.
Just looking for a mention of me and there's fucking nothing.
- Hey, show me your speech.
- I didn't write anything.
- What ?
- Maybe we were wrong about you coming out tonight.
- Yeah, maybe I have nothing to say.
- All right boys, here we are.
- You know, I... I just wanted
this to be
goodbye, you know, to...
to what we had,
to whatever we had... problem.
This has just been going on for way too long.
- Look, I think it's probably best for me
to skip the pre-drinks, hm...
I'm not really in the mood for talking to
to industry people, small talks.
Let's catch up with you later at the event.
- Yeah, I think that'd be best.
Don't forget to meet Andre for prep.
All right ?
And don't be late.
Tonight it's about the film.
It's not about you
- Hey...
tell Andrew I can't wait
- Where to up, sir ?
- Hmm... just...
back to where you picked me up from,
that's okay.
- I can wait there for you, if you want
to head back just tell me.
- It's just all for me for me. I think
that'll be the end of the night.
- Here.
Please keep it safe for later
- I knew it.
Thank you.
- You know,
I love your film by the way
You're a much better actor than your friend.
[Music till the end]