"I don't think you have a way, but there is only one thing. Because everyone has become an idiot, you are still a wise man."
Another morning, in Eric's room, Elizabeth sat in a chair next to the wooden table and asked Eric, who was brushing her teeth in the bathroom.
"I am the director, the master of the whole crew, like the wolf in the wolves," Eric rubbed his mouth to wipe off the foam on his lips and continued: "If I make a mistake, it does not mean All of you are wrong."
"Hey, you can really argue." Elizabeth grinned dissatisfiedly and saw Eric coming out. The girl pointed to the breakfast in the tray in front of her: "Hey, give it to you."
Eric was also welcome, pulled the tray directly to the front and quickly ate it. He knew that Elizabeth had already eaten. According to the girl herself, she is on a diet. During this time, she only eats one apple and one cup of milk for breakfast.
However, in Eric's opinion, it must be because Elizabeth could not stand the hygienic conditions here, and could not find a place to make breakfast, so she had to do something simple, and the girl had two other meals.
Looking at Eric, who started to gorge, the girl reluctantly picked up the documents in front of her, read Eric's shooting schedule and other things to Eric, and reminded some of Eric's need to take extra time to deal with things. .
These were all Allen's work, but since Elizabeth had to get together, Eric naturally assigned this part of her work to her, and she could raise her eyes every morning. Although she was aware of Eric's mind, Elizabeth did not refuse.
"Right. I think you need to look at this newspaper."
"What," Eric put down the glass and picked up the newspaper.
This is a Seattle Times. It is the largest circulation newspaper in Washington State.
Of course, this is not what Eric cares. At this point he was paying attention to the front page title of the newspaper.
"Sony $5.5 billion acquisition of Columbia Pictures."
"When you say this, I think of something else," the girl looked up and looked at Eric, who was walking next to the cupboard and took the clothes. "I watched the script these days. I think this movie is very... strange."
"It's weird?" Eric turned and looked at the girl.
Elizabeth nodded. "Yeah, don't you think that two people who have never met each other, one who hasn't seen each other, will start to worry about it. The other one will see each other at first sight, and it will look like a long-awaited reunion. It seems too far-fetched."
"I don't think," Eric wore a coat and said, "Liz, have you heard of... fate?"
The "ship?" girl repeated the phrase that Eric had been translating for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't think it is impossible. How can there be a natural relationship in this world?"
"Everything that has happened and can't be changed anymore is a fate, so-called fate. Like me and you, me and Jane, me and Drew, me and Vicky..."
Elizabeth turned a big white eye: "Listen to you, how can I have an urge to beat you up. Also, don't you put me with other women?"
Eric smiled and said: "Well, make a joke. In fact, in the far east, there is a very romantic view, called the past five hundred times of returning, in exchange for a pass of this life."
"What do you mean?" Elizabeth asked.
"This is a long story," Eric looked at his watch and said: "Everyone must have already set off. Let's go, let's talk on the road."
This small hotel is less than a kilometer away from the seaside huts used by the crew, so everyone in the crew walked.
Greetings with other people, the two walked side by side on the street, Elizabeth said: "Go on then?"
Eric nodded and said: "There is a point of view in Oriental Buddhism that life will not be annihilated, and their souls will be reincarnation, so there will be past and present life. So, if you think about it, you should understand it?"
"The past five hundred times of returning, in exchange for a pass of this life," Elizabeth muttered this sentence again, and then looked at Eric: "Isn't that... too tired?"