*We follow Gator down a quiet path, hedges to right and a large wall to his left. We only see the back of his suit, his arm occasionally coming to his mouth to take a drag of his cigarette as he continues to walk and turns left, disappearing behind the wall, Todd holding the camera speeds up a bit to catch up with Gator as he turns. Going to the left we see Gator stood in front of a large building, like a hangar almost. Large double metal doors in the centre of the building and a small blue door with the number two painted on it. Gator looks at Todd and the camera and throws his cigarette to the ground, expelling his last breath of smoke and entering the door, holding it open for Todd as he passes through into a large room full of camera equipment, spotlights and a giant green screen. Gator starts to walk forward towards the mess of people in front of the green screen stood and sat in front of cameras and boom mics. Gator and Todd get closer, to see two men in front of the green screen on a small wooden stage, having a well choreographed fight. Gator walks to a larger man, sat down in a seat marked 'Director' while still looking at the fight in front of him. Gator stands next to Director, still looking at the fight, he taps the man on the shoulder who jolts when he feels Gator's fingertips prod his shoulder. He looks up and smiles widely, holding his index finger to Gator and grabbing a megaphone to his side and holding it to his mouth*

DIRECTOR: "Alright take five!"

*A short bell ring is heard from somewhere and the pair in front of the green screen halt their scene and walk away, others on the set begin to lower their equipment and head to a table full of refreshments. The director stands to his feet and wipes his hand on his jeans before shaking Gator's hand*

DIRECTOR: "Ryan, glad you could finally join us. I'm the director Tim Miller, just call me Tim."

*Gator looks at Tim with confusion under his mask, before forming a smile*

T: "Er, actually Mr. Miller-"

"Shut up Todd! Tim, great to be here, I'm a huge fan of your work."

*Tim chuckles, looking at Gator and Todd with an eyebrow raised*

TIM MILLER: "Er. Huh. What's with the accent Ryan? And who's this guy?"

*Tim gestures towards Todd, as Gator looks blankly at him*

"I'm in this English drama movie, took me forever to get the accent down and I don't want to lose it. It won't be a problem, promise. And that's Todd, my personal cameraman."

TIM MILLER: "Oh okay. Personal cameraman? I heard you were a bit of a diva Ryan but c'mon. Hahaha!"

*Tim nudges Gator in the shoulder with his fist and walks away, Gator raises his fist to knock out Miller but Todd stops him. Gator relaxes and the pair follow Tim through the room*

TIM MILLER: "So, we need to film your first scene here. Nothing too bad, it's a calm down after this big action scene. You won't be a part of that of course, we got this wrestler called Gator or something to do those scenes."

"I heard that guy's really cool."

TIM MILLER: "Ha. You're a bit old for wrestling don't you think Ryan?"

"I'm twenty three."

TIM MILLER: "Oh sure you are haha."

*Tim gets to the blue door and swings it open, walking to the outside and to the right, Gator and Todd follow Tim*

"So, when do I fight guys and jump from explosions and all that?"

TIM MILLER: "You? Pfft haha, you won't be doing any of that."

"Aw. But that's why I wanted in this dumb movie in the first place."

TIM MILLER: "Hold up."

*Tim turns and stops*

TIM MILLER: "You mean you want to do your own stunts?"

"Fuck yeah."

*Tim chuckles again*

TIM MILLER: "Fine by me. Means I won't have to pay for your stunt doubles aha!"

*Tim playfully slaps Gator on his chest with the back of his hand*

"Do that one more time you balding fuck and I'll rip your goddamn kneecaps out and shove them in your eye holes."

*Miller backs up a little, before smiling and turning around again, continuing to walk*

TIM MILLER: "Good to see your in character already. But try and keep the language down to a minimum, we're aiming for a pee gee thirteen rating."

"Pee gee thirteen!?!? Fuck that! There won't be enough blood, swearing or tits to make this movie bearable. Sure Deadpool is fun, but on his own he's just cheesy jokes and puns, chimichanga this, pineapple surprise that. It's good but not as fun. This movie needs to be an eighteen."

TIM MILLER: "We make this movie rated r that means we get less audience watching it and more people downloading it from pirate bay or whatever. Also, Deadpool and Marvel is Disney property now, sadly, we do as they say."

"What a load of bullshit."

TIM MILLER: "Tell me about it."

*The three men stop on the wide path. Tim looks at Gator and his cameraman*

TIM MILLER: "Between us. I hate the concept of this film being for kids. I've read Deadpool, I know what it's like. But we need to follow the rules and try our hardest to work around it."

"I like the way you think Tim."

TIM MILLER: "Thanks. By the way, what's up with the suit?"

"What about it?"

TIM MILLER: "It's a little different to the design. Looks pretty worn too. Did you get this from wardrobe?"

"No this is mine from home."

TIM MILLER: "... You have your own?"

"Yeah."

TIM MILLER: "And you wear it often?"

"Yeah."

TIM MILLER: "... Moving on. We need you at this cafe set up we've built down the way in about an hour. Nothing too exhausting, just a talking scene with Deadpool's love interest. You know were your trailer is right?"

"Duh.... But why don't you tell me just in case."

TIM MILLER: "... Down this path to your right, it has your name on it."

"Yeah, you're right. Well done Tim."

*Tim looks at both men again and sighs*

TIM MILLER: "Okay, go get prepared or whatever you movie stars do and I'll see you at the cafe in an hour. Got it?"

"Can do."

*Tim nods, and walks down the path. Gator watches him walk away and they continue towards Ryan Reynolds' trailer. Gator taking another crumpled cigarette from his pocket and lighting it, the smoke being taken away with the cool wind*

T: "Gator-"
"Ryan!"
T: "- Er. Ryan. What the hell are you doing?"

"My job. Duh."

T: "Pretending to be Ryan Reynolds is your job now?"

"Better than being just a stunt double. This movie needs the credibility I bring, plus I'll be better than Ryan fucking Blade three, Green Lantern, ruined Deadpool in Wolverine Origins Reynolds."

T: "Whatever you say."

*The two get to the trailer and walk up the small set of stairs, Gator twists the door knob and with luck, it's open. They step inside to a small trailer, better furnished then their home. Gator whistles impressed looking around at the small kitchen, leather couch and widescreen TV, aquarium, artsy decor and Playstation 4. Gator chuckles ans strolls to the couch, hopping onto the cushions and relaxing, he sticks the cigarette between his masked lips and grabs the script on the coffee table. Flicking through it has he does*

"This looks boring. There's no pictures either! ..... Deadpool, Wade Wilson; I am one bad mama jama! Suck it bizzatches! .... This is awful dialogue. I love Deadpool as much as the next guy but I'm so sick of the random humour everyone associates with him. Right Todd?"

T: "Huh uh."

*Gator sits up, continuing to flick through the script, taking tokes of his cigarette. He puts on a deep, mysterious voice to read the next part of the script*

"Exterior night, the dark night sky of New York is clearly seen, stars fill the sky, at the top of a building stands Deadpool. Zoom in, Deadpool; Calabunga! ... The fuck is this shit?"

T: "Well, they're just trying to give the fans what they want."

"This is not Deadpool. I want the DP!"

T: "PFFT HAhaha! Phrasing dude!"

"This is not Deadpool, this is what a dude who has read two comics thinks Deadpool is like. It's bullshit!"

*Gator flings the script away from him and gets to his feet, looking around the trailer more. Inspecting a small shelf full of books. Gator walks closer to Gator until a door opens beside him showing a well toned, handsome man in boxer shorts*

RYAN REYNOLDS: "The hell?"

T: "AGH PEST!"

"PEST! WHERE!?"

*Before Gator even finishes the word 'where' he spins around and throws a heavy right hook into Ryan Reynolds' temple. Ryan goes cross eyed and smacks his head against the door frame before falling to the ground, not moving. Gator looks down at the body of Ryan, his hands tensed. Gator slowly looks to Todd*

"Well...."

T: "... You just killed Ryan Reynolds."

"He's fine."

*Gator lightly kicks Ryan in his shoulder. No reaction*

"He's just sleeping."

T: ". . ."

"Fuck off Todd!"

T: "I didn't say anything."

*Gator gets down on a knee and checks Ryan's pulse*

"He's breathing."

*Gator gets to his feet and lifts Ryan over his shoulder*

"I'm just going to put him back in his bed, and then we leave. Okay?"

T: "You're the boss."

*Gator turns and THUD hits Ryan's head against the door frame once again. Gator's body panics for a moment, and he slowly and carefully walks into the bedroom were Reynolds' came from. Gator steps closer to the queen sized bed and throws Ryan onto the mattress, the bed springs squeak as Ryan bounces on the soft bed. Gator looks around and walks out of the bedroom*

"It's full of pot in there."

T: "Really?"

"Yeah, puts Griffin MacAllister to shame."

*Gator walks to the door, grabbing a key from the counter, Todd follows and both men exit Gator closing and locking the door behind him*

TIM MILLER: "Ryan!"

*Gator and Todd jump and turn to Tim who stands a few feet away from them*

"Oh, hey Tim. What's up?"

TIM MILLER: "Change of plans. We need you to do the cafe scene now while there's still daylight."

"Oh Tim I'd love to but I was gonna tour Boston, maybe tomorrow?"

TIM MILLER: "Tour Boston? There's nothing to do here. Come on."

*Gator sighs and walks down the stairs. The scene transitions to Gator and an attractive young woman sat at a table in a cafe, similar to Starbucks. A few people sit in the background. Gator looks around a little as the woman speaks*

GIRL: "You can't keep doing this Wade. I know you want revenge on the people who did this to you in the Weapon X program but you can still have a normal life, a normal life. With me."

*The girl grabs Gator's hand. Gator looks at the woman confused and freezes, he looks behind the camera*

"Line!"

*The entire cast and crew collectively sigh and the scene slowly fades to black*