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“Ryan! What the hell are you doing there!? Your job is to hold that equipment over there! Don’t you dare ruin the shot now!”
Ryan felt all the blood leave his face as soon as he heard the reprimand from the first AD. It was just his first month working at Phoenix Studios, and he had already messed up a few times. He was sure that with one more fuck-up on his hands, he’d be out on the streets.
“Calm down, Terry,” the director of the film, Evan Spader, who was even younger than Ryan, said in a calm, cool tone. “We still have some time. No need to pressure our interns unnecessarily.”
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