They Shoot Porn Stars, Don't They?

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In Chapter 11 of SPIRAL, when Savannah acts like a diva on an adult film shoot, not only does she upset her 'co-star' and the director, she ends up getting fired ...


INT. SOUNDSTAGE - DAY
A tiny soundstage deep in the Valley.
An obviously fake bedroom.

A small CREW is in place.
The DIRECTOR stands next to a CAMERAMAN,
both of whom look into a small monitor.
Dex watches.

Shannon lays on the bed,
naked and bored.

T.T., a young stud, also naked,
lies on top her,
slowly pumping up and down.

Shannon reaches behind her
and plays with the leaf
of a potted plant.

T.T.
Fuck it! Cut! Cut! Cut!

DIRECTOR
Cut? Fuck. CUT!

CAMERAMAN
Cut.

SOUND MAN
Again?

DIRECTOR
What's the problem now?

T.T.
She's not into it, man!
fucking playing with
the fucking plant!

DIRECTOR
Savannah.
This is the last shot.
The sun is about to come up.
Could you do me a favor?
Could you at least look
like you're interested?
And say something like
"fuck me" or something?

SHANNON
Okay.

DIRECTOR
Thank you.
(pause)
Okay.
Uh, action.

SOUND MAN
Speed.

CAMERAMAN
Rolling.

T.T. smiles grimly and
gets back in the saddle.
He starts his slow grind.

T.T.
(grunts)
Uhh. Uhh. Uhh. Uhh.

SHANNON
Fuck me or something.

She giggles.

T.T.
Fucking bitch!

T.T. angrily shoves himself
off Shannon and starts yelling.

T.T.
Fucking cunt!
That's it!
I've had enough!
This is fucked up!

He storms off the set,
still naked.

DIRECTOR
Savannah.
I've had enough.
We've all had enough.
I'm afraid I'm going to
have ask you
to leave the set.
You're fired.

SHANNON
You can't fire me,
I have a contract.

DIRECTOR
Savannah.
You've been causing problems
on every shoot your on.
You're late, or you don't show,
your attitude sucks, you're wasted.
No one wants to work
with you any more.
I practically had
to suck T.T.'s cock
to get him to work with you.
(pause)
I spoke with Steve Thomas
at Pleasure today.
He said he was
ending your contract.

A beat.
They stare at each other.

DIRECTOR
I convinced him to give you
one last chance.

SHANNON
You did?

DIRECTOR
I did.
(pause)
This was your last chance.
(pause)
Don't slam the door
on the way out.

Shannon quietly takes a robe
from the WARDROBE WOMAN.

She motions Dex to follow,
and they walk to the door.

SHANNON
I don't need any of you!
Not where I'm going!
I hope you all rot in hell!

The door slams behind her.