[MARK]
December 24th, nine PM
Eastern Standard Time
From here on in
I shoot without a script

See if anything comes of it
Instead of my old shit

First shot: Roger
Tuning the Fender guitar
He hasn't played in a year

[ROGER]
This won't tune

[MARK]
So we hear
He's just coming back
From half a year of withdrawal

[ROGER]
Are you talking to me?

[MARK]
Not at all
Are you ready? Hold that focus, steady
Tell the folks at home what you're
Doing, Roger...

[ROGER]
I'm writing one great song-

[MARK]
The phone rings!

[ROGER]
Saved!

[MARK]
We screen
Zoom in on the answering machine!

(An actor places a telephone on a chair and we see MARK'S MOM in a special light.)