a tube of tooth bleach. close on the directions, then:
burke adler, standing at a street corner, palpably in pain. he's trying to rein in his emotions, sucking in huge gulps of air.  and, then, a wave of emotion gets the better of him as he looks at his watch. a sob escapes him--shocked that he's so close to tears on a public street corner, he battles for control.  another sob as he looks to the heavens.
burke, berating the young driver. matt pauses, awed by the wild gesticulating--the few screamed words.
a recent example of a great actor in a regular movie.  something like brando in "the freshman." no sound.
cathy going out of sight.
across the stage to the distant make-up room. jeannie, alone in the room, which is so brightly lit it creates a bizarre effect, as if she were under a surreal spotlight. music reprises jeannie's sinead o'connor song, "lonely life of mine."
jeannie is nervous and uncertain.  she plays with the handle of the make-up chair.  turns herself back and forth.  then a very attractive ten-year-old boy enters the scene--obviously telling her to hustle.  he offers his hand and she takes it, instinctively masking all clues that this hand holding is a "first" of great moment in her life. as they move toward the main stage area, jeannie looks around, needing something.  her dad.
cathy, who looks alone and adorable as we hear music of "this lonely life of mine." he puts a comforting hand on her. she speaks nakedly from deep within herself; her eyes downcast.