TEXT: [Scene: The Movie Set. Dawson and Todd are walking through the set, and Dawson is writing some notes into a notepad, while Todd is ranting on as usual.] Todd: This is all wrong! The only way it could be any wronger is if I paid them to get it this wrong and they botched it up! There's a DVD player in the living room! Funny, that... given as this movie's supposed to be set in the seventies! Dawson: I took care of it, also got rid of the CDs and the laptop. Todd: Bloody idiots! [Grabs a cigarette] Light? Dawson: Sorry, no. Todd: What'd you say to me? Dawson: Your grandfather died of lung cancer. It took you 6 months to quit. You told me under no circumstances was I to let you smoke no matter how much you begged or bribed. Todd: I was just kidding, mate. Dawson: Sorry, can't do it. Todd: I'll give you $12,000. Dawson: Uh-uh. Todd: w*nk*r. This is what I get for signing on to this hillbilly circus. Could have been directing a music video in Paris right now for one of those homosexual crooner bands, you know, instep or backdoor boys or whatever. But no--I have to choose my art. So I really want to get in close on Natasha's nipples, so stick the a/c on them, make sure they really pop, ok? Dawson: Classy. Todd: Right. Oh, and you may or may not know, but the lovely Natasha can be a bit of a<unk> Dawson: Handful. Todd: I was gonna say pain in the ass, but ok. So let's keep her happy. Dawson: Right. Todd: By any means necessary. It's gonna be a big night. It's an important scene... so everything has to go perfectly. Dawson: Relax. It's the first day. Pace yourself, man. It's gonna be fun. Todd: Yeah. Your idea of fun is my personal hell. Right. Send Natasha to my trailer. It's time
SUMMARY:
Dawson finds himself in an awkward situation when he is put between Joey and the intoxicated leading lady of his film. Audrey allows herself to be taken in by another man's charm.