It wasn’t long before those walks were the only thing allowing me to keep my hatred for Spencer in check.
Vincent passed out a new shooting schedule under the premise that things needed to be rearranged now that we’d filmed roughly half the movie. But it didn’t take me long to figure out that my scenes with Spencer were spaced farther apart and I usually had a break afterward. Today I had the entire afternoon off while most of the rest of the cast shot a scene in the kitchen. Sam had taken off in the scene before to “think,” so I didn’t have to be there.
Vincent had scheduled a rare evening off as well. Usually we shot until nine or ten o’clock at night. But today Vincent had things scheduled to end at about seven. And since it was Vincent in charge, I knew it would get done.