sally kirkland

like a true pro, the baby was quietly waiting for the scene to end while sally kirkland was falling apart in the wings. she was not paying attention to her surroundings and was drenched in chattering insecurity. she kept asking me questions and diverted my focus. i touched her arm and tried to mouth 'in a minute' because we were rolling, but she was unable to calm herself down. jason angrily yelled 'CUT!' and i knew it was because jon had heard sally's furtive whispers on sound. i then became impatient and lost my compassion for her and said as coldly as i could manage, 'you are fine, you are set, when they need you they'll let you know' which i instantly regretted when i saw the tears shining in her eyes. i privately lectured my brain to stop letting the fussy little old lady get to me and gently led her to a chair. at that moment i heard, 'speed!' and realized that the sally chaos had taken me out of the loop and i rushed to set. jason caught my arm at the last second and said, 'they're pressuring the room for robert downy's levitation, if you open the door now he'll fall to the floor. i was relieved he'd caught me before i ruined the take. i watched the monitors as roberts body lifted perfectly from the floor. the room was bathed in blue/red light and there was an allegorical image of a birth canal in the background that for some reason was not awful at all. everyone started barking at sally because she would not be quiet and she was taking it hard. i went over to her chair and softly chatted with her. she told me she didn't really act anymore and had forgotten most of her set etiquette. we laughed and then she told me about her organic farm in nicaragua and how that is where she really belonged. i said, 'i understand' and she made me promise to come and see it.