We got our first shot.
Here it comes.
Come on. Work, baby, work.
Keith, you forgot your briefcase.
You forgot.... You're upset.
One slip-up in your tough,
crime-filled world and you could die.

It worked. It looked like Daisy
came out of the house.

This movie's gonna work!
-Dave, did you wash my car?
-Workin' on it.

One scene down.
-Bowfinger, here's what I got.

Kit and his agent will be
at the Rodeo Grille tomorrow at 12:45 p.m.

Are we gonna be there?
Better believe it. You're a genius.
Can you see over there?
-What do you see? Can you see Kit?

Am I trying for you or not trying?
You're trying,
but I want at least the same....

I know I ain't gonna be treated like
Mighty Whitey in this town.

I put in 25 years in the theater
before coming to Hollywood.

We're almost ready.
I still don't see why I can't meet the man
I'm going to be working with.

He wants to impress you with his acting,
and he needs his total concentration.

-That's just young!
-I know.

I wish once I could work with someone
who had honed their craft.