Refuse to play [The End] (Blooper Ending)

"Nope." I argued, looking at her closed fist. "I don't want to share the shower again."

"What... I... Ok... busted me." Helen rolled her eyes.

"OOOOOH..." Both Kaila and Charlotte giggled at the reaction as Helen brought her hand down to her side once again.

"Ok, fine... your cabin, go ahead." Helen extended her arm towards the bathroom door. "Just please don't be to long, because I need the facilities."

"Damn... Well of course you now use the trump card. Go ahead." I gestured magnanimously.

"Uhm... sure you don't want to go in after..." Kaila asked, looking out the window for a moment, before returning her attention to me.

"That I don't want to walk in on a gal taking a dump? Yeah, pretty sure I don't want to do that, thanks."

"Way... to ruin the mood, Brent."

"Wait, we were having a mood? Fuck... gimme another take on that." I reached up and made a snipping gesture with both my hands. "Cut that one."

"Wait... wait... hold it... hold everything..." A director called from off-screen....

"Sorry, I just... I was in the moment, and I was thinking, ya know, Brent... that's me... I'd really want a shower at this point, and..." I stammered through the line, trying to think of exactly how I was going to phrase this.

"Well Any fucking TIME, Shakespeare!" The director shouted at me again, tapping her foot.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll just cut this one, it doesn't really make any sense does it?"

"No... no it really doesn't. Ok... Reset... and Helen, what were you thinking? Really? You want to totally gross out the audience?"

"Just was the first thing I thought of. You know we don't have a fucking script for half of this." The actress shrugged, flipping through her personal copy. "See, right here... improv some reason for Brent to not want to follow you into a bathroom."

"Ugh... this... well, save it for somebody else, because that's a scene I don't particularly want to shoot. Course, now that you mentioned it, someone SOMEWHERE is gonna think of it, and I'm going to have to visualize it for them. Ugh..." The director shrugged. "Ok... try it again, and yeah, we'll just close this one off."

"Of course she mentioned it so, now...."

"Dammit... Ok fine... ten minute break. Smoke em if you got em. Fucking Great way to start back from a break. Everybody's forgetting their lines and we don't even have dailies."

"You can always just send them the blooper reel."

"Nobody's going to want to see that."