America gains both fame and fortune

Chapter 85 Director Role (Leader plus 2)

After signing the agency contract, the two returned to their work cubicle.

Thomas remembered something and asked, "Are you a member of the Screen Actors Guild?"

“There’s no actors’ union or affiliate in Atlanta,” Martin said simply. “I’ve never joined one.”

Thomas opened his computer and searched for the works Martin had starred in. Late Night and Zombie Gigolo were all non-union projects, while High Noon Sunshine of a Beautiful Mind was a union project, but Martin did not apply for it during the filming period, so it could no longer be used as evidence.

He said: "Los Angeles is different from Atlanta. From the leading actors and actresses to the supporting roles at the bottom, most of them are union members. It is difficult for non-union members to get important roles."

Martin asked, "Can't apply now?"

Thomas explained: "You have to have played a major role in a project that has signed an agreement with the Screen Actors Guild, whether it's a movie, a TV series, or a music video, or you have worked in it for 30 consecutive days, and you can apply during your work."

Martin immediately got to the point: "Get the union membership first?"

"Yes, this is the premise for your development." Thomas thought for a moment and asked, "Does Ms. Mel have any arrangements?"

Louise's resources should be used at critical moments, and Martin would not use them for such a small matter: "The agency has no arrangements? It shouldn't be difficult for an outstanding agent like you, right?"

It is the agent's duty to seek job opportunities for clients. Thomas said, "I'll check the company to see if there are any suitable opportunities."

The public resources allocated to Thomas would be less if they were used more, and he also had his own considerations: "You can also look for a suitable opportunity over there. If there is a suitable opportunity, let me know and I will negotiate."

Martin stressed: "Ms. Meier's resources are best used at critical moments."

"Okay," Thomas asked, "Any other questions?"

Martin said: "I have been practicing Hollywood accent privately. I need a professional teacher or a tutorial class."

Thomas checked on the computer and said, "This is inside Paramount Studios. The teacher is from the USC School of Film. He is very professional. The new session starts on weekends. The price is a bit expensive. Each class is one hour long. There are 12 people in a small class. The fee is $400."

Martin said naturally: "Money is not a problem, you sign me up."

Thomas was slightly stunned. This should be the job of the other party's assistant.

He is an agent of a big company, and the other party is just...

"Forget it. I just came from Atlanta and don't know the rules." Thomas shook his head secretly, thinking that it would only be this time. He picked up the phone and called the training class, saying William Morris' name. They said they would reserve a spot for him.

Martin wrote down the address and phone number and planned to go and register later.

Thomas searched for resources on the intranet and asked Martin, "Besides acting, do you have any other specialties?"

Martin didn't need to be modest and said directly: "Horse riding, bartending, shooting, archery, dancing, fighting, swordplay, driving, wirework, makeup, fireworks..."

Thomas found it hard to believe. After all, the person in front of him was too young. "Are you sure?"

Apart from shooting and newly learned dancing, everything else is the accumulation of Martin's past life. He has completed his evolution: "You may not know it, but they all call me the most versatile actor in Atlanta."

Thomas was skeptical, but thinking that the person was introduced by Louise Mayer, and the dance video on the Internet that made men deeply inferior, he forced himself to believe it.

He checked the time and found that he had spent nearly three hours on a little actor. He said quickly, "That's it for today. Keep your phone open. I'll call you anytime."

Martin said something polite and walked out of the partition.

I saw many people like him along the way.

For ordinary actor clients, the business is naturally handled by ordinary agents.

His situation is relatively good. Thomas has been working in the mail room for at least a year.

After leaving William Morris, Martin drove to Paramount Studios, whose ochre-colored arches and double wrought iron doors often appear in film and television works.

The training class is held on weekends and the tuition is expensive for ordinary actors. Registration requires a one-time payment of ten classes, which is US$4000.

The studio not only has language classes, but also various acting classes. Some of them are hosted by celebrities and the fees are staggeringly high.

The cost of standing out from hundreds of thousands of ordinary actors is extremely high.

Martin came out of the studio and called Michel Gondry, who was doing post-production on "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". The film will be released in March next year, and now is the busiest time for him.

Michel Gondry made an appointment with Martin to meet again after this busy period.

On the way back, Martin received a call from Thomas, informing him to go to Warner Studios for an audition at 9:30 the next morning.

"It's a small role in the series, mostly in the background, with a few lines." Thomas reminded: "The casting director is a client of the company, I greeted him and his agent."

Martin asked, "What do I need to prepare? Are there any types of roles or scripts for auditioning?"

Thomas said: "Have a good rest at night, don't go out and make sure you have enough energy tomorrow. The role I'm auditioning for is an independent film director, and the script hasn't been finished yet, so there's no role script."

“I see,” Martin said.

The benefits of agents and agencies are now apparent, as actors are no longer fighting alone.

After dinner, Martin made a few phone calls and thought carefully about tomorrow's audition.

The next morning, when it was light outside, Martin was sleeping soundly when he heard a knock on the door and someone shouting. He was woken up and covered his head to continue sleeping, but the knock on the door continued.

Martin stood up and subconsciously reached for the gun in the bedside table, but found nothing.

The man immediately came to his senses, because he had flown here and left all his guns in Atlanta.

"Jessica! Jessica!" Martin heard clearly what was being shouted.

He put on a T-shirt, picked up his phone, walked into the living room, opened the door slightly, and with the help of the voice-controlled lights in the corridor, he found the same person with the pitted face from last time, photographing the door diagonally opposite.

Before Martin could speak, the man turned around and glared at Martin fiercely: "It's none of your business, get out!"

As Martin closed the door, he said, "I called the police, and they'll be here soon."

With a bang, he closed the door, locked it, and moved away from the door.

Following Bruce, Martin learned a lot of knowledge about home self-defense.

"Fuck!" The man with the hollow face cursed and left quickly.

Martin heard no sound outside and opened the door slightly. The landlord Antonio, holding a shotgun, rolled into the corridor from the stairs as if in slow motion.

"Asshole, don't you dare leave!" Antonio's fat face trembled, and he shouted towards the stairs: "If you come here to make trouble again, I will blow your head off."

Martin opened the door and reminded before coming out: "It's me, Martin."

Antonio said: "Don't worry, this is my gun of friendship, I won't shoot my own people."

Many tenants were woken up by the chaos and came to check what was going on.

Martin came to Antonio and said, "You are too slow. Everyone has left."

"I can't help it." He wouldn't come out until the person left. Antonio gasped and said, "I heard the noise, got up from the bed, put on my clothes and found the gun. It took time."

The door across the street opened, and a blonde woman came out. She patted her trembling chest and said, "I'm so scared."

Antonio tilted the gun in his hand towards the woman and asked, "You don't know him?"

The woman quickly dodged: "I don't know him, he's looking for Jessica, you know, Jessica moved away half a month ago."

In the corridor on the other side of the same floor, a male tenant wearing glasses said, "Antonio, add a security door on the first floor. The security in Los Angeles is too poor."

"Do you know how much it would cost to add a door? Will you pay for it?" Antonio looked around at the other tenants: "Or should we share it among you?"

When it comes to money, no one speaks.

Antonio finally caught his breath, his belly no longer rising and falling rapidly. "This kind of thing only happens occasionally. The tenant has already left. This is a busy area in North Hollywood, and the LAPD patrols frequently enough."

Another guy said, "You believe those idiots? Two guys beat the crap out of those bastards right here a few years ago."

Antonio waved his hand: "Okay, okay, go back and continue to rest."

It was still early and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Antonio strode back to the third floor, holding his gun of friendship.

Compared to the slow speed before, the speed is more than twice as fast.

Martin was about to go back to the house when the blonde woman in her nightgown suddenly said, "Thank you for scaring him away."

"You're welcome," Martin replied casually, "He woke me up."

"I'm Emily." The blonde woman introduced herself and asked, "Are you new here?"

Martin politely replied, "Martin Davis, just moved in this morning."

Emily looked at him carefully and said again, "Thank you."

Martin took a quick look at the other person. He was not tall, at most 1 meters. He nodded and said, "You're welcome."

Emily waited for Martin to return to the room, then returned to her residence, took out her cell phone and dialed a number: "Jesse, you little brat, stop making noise! ​​Let me ask you, who did you offend? He came here today and scared me!"

The other side replied: "I had an audition some time ago and had some disputes with someone. Sorry, I will resolve it in the next few days. It's just a matter of paying some money, and it will be raised soon."

The two of them had lived here together for a long time, so Emily didn't say much more. She just told him to be careful and hung up the phone.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Martin went out on time, had a light breakfast at a nearby restaurant, drove to the vicinity of Burbank, found a quiet place to empty his mind, and when the time was almost right, he rushed to Warner Studios, came to the office area where the crew was located, and participated in the audition.

Thomas had already signed him up, and Martin found the audition room based on the diagram.

There were more than a dozen people sitting on the two benches in front of the audition room.

Martin found an empty seat and sat down, waiting patiently.

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