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"Let me go, please..."

James Franco, with blood on his face, was tied to a heavy chair with a noose around his neck, the rope behind it dangled from a chandelier attached to the roof, and he held the blood-splattered face on his face. In Carey Mulligan's hand, the red jacket was still on one side, and the black T-shirt on his body stood out against the red and gray background of the room.

In front of her, James Franco turned his head hard, "Please..."

The girl was unmoved, just tied the photo frames of one girl after another at the end of the rope.

More and more things were tied to the end of the rope, and James Franco also lengthened his neck, opened his mouth and gasped for breath, and made a final struggle, "It's not me, it's really not me! You have no evidence. …”

"It doesn't matter." Carey Mulligan replied coldly.

In front of her, after Murphy gave a close-up picture, the temporarily erected shooting railcar slid quickly and turned to the side and front of James Franco, and the lens was also a close-up of the face.

James Franco's face was covered with snot and tears, and he spoke weakly, as if he had been castrated.

It was the role he played that was castrated, but James Franco had a good grasp of Jeff's mentality at this time. He could kill others, but he was reluctant to take his own life. In order to survive, he kept making various attempts.

"Kill me," he said with his last strength, "you can't escape either."

"I told you, I'm a top student." The girl was still busy tying the frame. "I've thought of this for a long time. You live in a remote place, and no one has seen me here."

She finally raised her head and coldly killed the other party's last hope, "I'm still underage, I've never done fingerprinting, and I haven't left any DNA information, even if I leave traces with you, the police will Can't find me."

"and……"

During the conversation, when Murphy adjusted the shooting angle, she turned to the opposite side of James Franco just right, pointing to the rolls of video tapes on the table, "The police see these things you are shooting, it's too late to be happy. , why would you try your best to investigate and solve the case for a scum like you?"

"One last word with you." Carey Mulligan spoke faster, "Don't be a man again in hell, let alone a pedophile!"

James Franco finally collapsed, tears and snot pouring out again in an instant, "Please! Please! Please..."

His voice was so miserable, so pitiful, coupled with the bloody appearance, it made people unable to stop raising a wave of sympathy.

According to the routines of mainstream movies, bad guys are punished to a certain extent, and they must be handed over to the law in the end, especially when the heroine is still an underage girl.

However, Murphy chose this project and would not follow the original route. The details and so-called thinking implied in the original film were not considered. He created a cold and perverted demon at the beginning, and reflected the demon through many scenes in the middle. The hypocrisy, and in Hailey's deciphering search, it is shown that the devil has poisoned several lovely girls, and finally the devil is bound to give a hearty punishment.

Cutting off the source of the devil's evil and sending the devil back to hell is the most suitable atmosphere for him.

Just as Carey Mulligan never sympathized with James Franco, Hailey never sympathized with Jeff, and regardless of the tragic and pitiful pleading, she hurried back to the chair and tied the largest picture frames to the On the rope, the top of the stack of photo frames was Emily's photo.

The rope tightened in an instant, the hanging chandelier shook violently, James Franco rolled his eyes, and kicked his legs hard, but he was tied tightly to the chair and couldn't use his strength at all...

Carey Mulligan put on his coat calmly,

Packed up his backpack, carried his back and walked towards the door, leaving only a red back for the camera lens.

"Cut!" Murphy stood up from behind the camera and announced loudly, "Buckfruit, all filming is over!"

"YES!"

Carey Mulligan threw away the prop backpack, and was the first to rush over from the door, ran to Murphy, and hugged him with open arms, "My first movie is over!"

Murphy let go of Carey Mulligan and started hugging the rest of the crew one by one, and everyone else was happy, and the end of filming meant they got their last paycheck back.

"Hey Murphy!"

James Franco, who was covered in blood, came over and didn't give Murphy a chance to escape. He hugged him directly. The special ketchup instantly dyed Murphy red, and he opened his mouth and said with a smile, "You buy The ketchup smells so bad, I've had enough, now it's your turn."

Murphy didn't mind either, and slapped James Franco on the back twice, "I hope we can work together in the future."

He winked deliberately, "Kerry said that if I have the next movie, she will definitely come back."

Hearing the name, James Franco immediately followed Murphy's gaze, and Carey Mulligan was staring at him with a weird smile on the corner of his pulled mouth.

"This..." James Franco quickly retracted his gaze, "I'll...let's talk about it later."

In the end, Murphy walked to Jessica Chastain's side, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Jessica Chastain pointed to the bright red on his body like a reminder and ducked to the side.

Murphy shrugged indifferently, "When are you going to New York?"

"Wait until you settle my salary." Jessica Chastain said naturally, "If I don't have money, I can't even buy a plane ticket."

"I'll have someone settle with you as soon as possible."

The filming ended and the employment relationship between the two came to an end. Murphy knew that Jessica Chastain's ambition was not to be a behind-the-scenes job, but to become an actress, and it was normal to leave.

There was no special shutdown ceremony, and there was no sky-high celebration. After Murphy sent verbal thanks to the crew members, the house gradually became quiet and began to clean up the equipment, simply organize the hygiene, and save the filmed film...

Murphy went to the temporary warehouse to take a look. Most of the rental equipment was in good condition. The 240 reels of film he purchased were slightly better than expected, and there were nearly 20 reels left, which meant that he had enough material to shoot. 1000 minutes.

"Hi, Murphy."

Carey Mulligan came over after removing her makeup, "What are you doing?"

"Worrying about it." Murphy sighed, "The next thing I have to do is cut a 90-minute video out of 1,000 minutes of footage. Thinking about it makes my head hurt."

"Then..." Carey Mulligan looked up at him, "Are you going to be busy next?"

Murphy nodded, and she said, "Back in Los Angeles, if I don't understand something, can I still ask you for advice like I did before?"

There was undisguised expectation in her eyes, and Murphy didn't think much about it, and made a phone call gesture, "You know my number."

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