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crane, was lowered to where it would be just outside of shot, and then Hector yelled “Action!” and the scene started again.
    It was the same lines as before, but now Lisa and Archer were acting . There was an intensity to him that he had not displayed during the rehearsal, and Lisa played her role as an innocent, young woman. Even from my less than perfect vantage point is was pretty mesmerizing this first time. Archer was a young man who had been brought to the breaking point by misfortune, while Lisa was like a scared little sister who tried to dissuade him from killing himself.
    They ran through the whole scene a couple of times, the camera and sound boom following Archer as he paced up and down the little set like a caged tiger. Or an ocelot, maybe. Though Alfredo was not in the scene.
    Lisa and Archer got short instructions from the director between takes, just curt little things like “Archer, try to time it so that when you get to “choice”, you are looking at your father's doctorate diploma on the wall there. Lisa, leave a little room between kill and themselves . Just a heartbeat. Otherwise, don't change a thing. Perfect.”
    I noticed that they did follow his instructions closely. I was actually a little impressed. They had to remember lines and speak them in the right frame of mind, always acting, while also keeping in mind Hector's little instructions. Sure, they got paid a lot for it, but still I got a new respect for their talent. Everyone thinks they can act, right? But it seemed to me that maybe it wasn't always that easy.
    They put in five or so takes before Hector was happy. For the last two takes, he'd had no comments or instructions for the two actors. I supposed it meant that he was satisfied with what he had.
    Archer talked longer with Hector this time, while Lisa again left the set at a quick march. Even for me, who was completely new on this production that had probably gone on for weeks, it seemed a little weird. Did she have no connection to the people here at all? Well, maybe she had her reasons.
    Then Archer made a little circuit of the people working around the set, talking a and laughing easily with stage hands, electricians, camera people and sound people. He seemed to enjoy himself. Then he was at my side again.
    “What do you think so far, Blue?”
    “It's good. You said you're both holding back for these takes, but it seemed fine to me.”
    “Yeah, this is not as intense as it gets. For the close-ups, we both have to ramp it up, but not to the point where we ham it up. Hector likes restraint, but with underlying emotions shining through just a little. Try to do that at ten in the morning yourself. Not as easy as it sounds.”
    “I believe that. So are you and Hector good friends?”
    He took a second to answer.
    “Not sure anyone is a good friend of Hector. Sparks fly here sometimes. Between him and me, and especially between him and Lisa.”
    “Artistic differences?”
    “Sure. I guess. And that he's a real asshole sometimes, while Lisa is moody on this shoot. She usually isn't. Something got into her. Of course I'm always the most reasonable and easygoing person you can imagine. Never moody or difficult. Oh no.”
    He smiled angelically at me, blinking innocently with both eyes in quick succession. I couldn't help but giggle a little at this theatrical self-deprecation.
    A thought struck me.
    “Maybe she's moody because her character commits suicide by the end of this movie.”
    He narrowed his eyes sceptically.
    “Hm. Let's call that a maybe .  But you've figured it out, I can tell. What is this movie, really?”
    I was sure I knew it.
    “It's Hamlet , set in modern day.”
    He nodded graciously.
    “Fine. I owe you lunch today. Come up with a place, and we'll go there.”
    “That scene is the to be or not to be scene, right? Which is a monologue in Shakespeare's play. Ophelia's not in it.”
    “Ahem. It's a soliloquy , if you don't mind. Yeah, so, no one does