Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Everything. You've been doing a really good job, honestly.
I'm not fucking you! I'm riggan fucking thomson!
- This is not important! - It's important to me!
For God's sake, are you getting drunk?
...to battle the impression you're a washed-up superhero?
Nothing. Two years, and he's never said anything like that to me.
You know, it's great.
It was me. I was drowning. I'm just not capable of...
The blood rig should be good now. Be ready to go in two minutes.
People would've wanted to see that.
But your...
I know. I really do. I get it.
or do I take it off and use it on you?
- Aren't you scared at all? - About what?
...by constantly trying to convince me that I was special.
Larry? Larry?
Why Raymond carver?
Tonight they were laughing, tomorrow they'll be tweeting. Who cares?
He's playing you.
Goddamn it! The motherfucker hung up!
You suuuuck!!
He's doing the next hunger games.
No, you're birdman.
None of this even matters. I don't exist. I don't exist.
So that's what tonight was about? You wrestling with complex emotion?
.
- you don't know what the play's about. - I do know.
What are you trying to prove? You're an artist? You're not.
...without a raging fire or a raging hard-on. I'm broke.
You told them the first thing that came into your head? Right.
You tower over these other theater douchebags.
I was just trying to give you a range.
Tonight was about seeing if it's even alive, if it can bleed.
Take it easy, ed. I know this is hard.
- Mr. thomson. - Steve.
Thank the lord and pass the biscuits. I finally have an actor to dress.
The one who looks like she licked a homeless man's ass?
No, I'm good, I'm good.
She's trying to stay away from everything and everyone
You want to get on your knees and unbuckle my belt,
you deserve to be loved, Eddie. You do.
Because I hate you, and everyone you represent.
What?! You've got to be kidding.
...what's going on with you?
- We hired an understudy. Use him. - No.
You just wiped out the entire human race.
Fuck.
There's a distance to it all now.
I'm thinking of refinancing the Malibu house.
I'll call his agent.
I don't feel threatened at all.
I didn't think he could do Broadway.
Well, that's a fucking lawsuit.
Blissfully untrained, unversed and unprepared...
Things that are happening in a place you ignore...
Yeah, it's fantastic, except for one thing.
He got a new nose! And if doesn't like that one, we'll get him a new one!
But I wasn't.
You've been what?
Shave off that pathetic goatee. Get some surgery!
- Truth or dare. - Oh, come on.
You okay, man?
This is a big leap you've taken.
How about that, huh? Did you see that coming?
Thomson has unwittingly given birth to a new form, which can only be described as...
Yeah, I'm going to lay down.
It's a dream sequence.
Callow. Callow is a label.
This is exciting.
We are not dead.
- We cannot do that! - Of course we can! It's our show!
Let me put the blood rig on.
Are you laughing?
That clown doesn't have half your talent...
- Listen to me. - No, you listen to me.
...doing a play in Syracuse, and he was in the audience.
You're becoming a trending topic.
Forget about the times... Everyone else has.
I think you're saying love is absolute.
...no more!
Nothing matters until that old bat from the New York times comes opening night!
Riggan, you don't have to be a great father right now. You just have to be one.
- These lines are right here. - That makes sense.
I think they're trying to remind us that that's all our ego and self-obsession are worth.
- Does he sell tickets? - A shitload. Ask me if the theater critics love him.
It's just been so crazy around here, you know?
...you don't try to kill people.
- We got the cover of the arts section! - Fuck the arts section!
Now I spend every fucking day...
You said in the interview your father was a drunk like carver. Is that true?
Above them all.
- The sun bed is here. - What does that mean?
- Really? - I'm going to scare the shit out of them.
...but after the opening tomorrow,
...following me around and, like...
Fuck.
Say what you want, but I know what it was.
Oh, shoot. I'm sorry.
- I remember. - Locked yourself in the bathroom.
He's a Hollywood clown in a lycra bird suit.
Don't kill the messenger.
What do you have to do to get a job these days?
- No, I won't. - Okay?
I only heard his name mentioned in passing.
- I'm sorry, what? - As a method of facial rejuvenation?
Well, you know, there's you, there's Jake, the masseur wore a condom...
Eddie, please, just... Just give me the gun.
Where did you read that?
If the 2nd act is half as good....
You can do it.