American fame and fortune

"The Harvey thing is over."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Nicholson asked Lorraine to make tea and said to Martin and Leonardo: "What is our goal in the next stage?"

Martin took over: "Of course to help Leo win the Oscar for Best Actor!"

Nicholson nodded: "This is related to the face of the trio, and it really needs to be resolved urgently."

Leonardo rubbed his increasingly fat face and said, "Do you have so much confidence in me?"

Martin said: "This year is the best opportunity. I mobilized all my actor friends to vote for you."

"I said hello to all the old guys, too," Nicholson said.

Leonardo humbly asked Martin: "What was the key to winning the Best Supporting Actor Oscar for a comic book adaptation role that year?"

Martin said bluntly: "In the Santa Monica Pier incident, I prevented a horrific terrorist attack that could have turned into a massacre. This is the key to my award."

He has always been very clear-headed: "The so-called clown's crazy performance, the so-called inability to extricate himself from the role, and all kinds of publicity, etc., are all secondary factors."

"That's right." Nicholson also saw it clearly: "This award is not so much a performance and role award, but a reward given to Martin by the Academy and the United States."

Leonardo sighed: "I can't do it. I can't put on a mask and go fight crime, right? That way I will only get fucked."

Just as Lorraine came over with a teapot and teacup, Nicholson repeated his old saying: "The key to you is attitude. As long as you marry Lorraine, all the judges will definitely recognize your attitude."

Lorraine put on a smile: "Leo, I don't mind helping you."

Leonardo was helpless: "Don't be serious about joking."

"Seriously, the key is that there is a vacancy in Oscar power this year." Martin said half-truth: "Georgina mentioned one thing. Before the accident, Harvey was preparing a new project about the King of England. This is the goal. One Oscar, now Harvey is finished, the project is gone, all Harvey's advance preparations have been in vain, this is your chance."

He further said: "Next, you have to tell all Academy members what sacrifices you have made in order to win Oscar recognition over the years."

Leonardo was surprised: "I didn't make any sacrifices? I lived a free and easy life."

Martin stretched out his hand and patted Leonardo's big belly: "From a handsome boy to a greasy middle-aged uncle, all for the sake of acting and breaking through the stereotype. Isn't this sacrifice big enough?"

Nicholson interjected: "Martin, that bastard, is right. Many people still have a fixed impression of you. They think you are still the same Jack Dawson you were back then. You have never changed. These are all obstacles to you winning the award."

He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then said: "Those who are too handsome and too beautiful are not likely to win awards."

Martin thought for a while and said: "So, our most urgent task now is to change your inherent image in the minds of many old judges and let them know what you have done over the years to improve your acting skills and compete for the Oscar."

"What should I do?" Leonardo also felt that it made sense, and turned to look at Martin: "You have the most bad ideas. Think about it carefully and find out how to do it with the best effect."

Nicholson suddenly felt that Leo was about to fall into a pit.

Martin made a shooting gesture: "It's very simple, use your stunt, don't look at me, it's not a three-stroke combo, it's a water gun!"

Leonardo frowned: "Looking for a group of female models to play with water guns?"

"Of course not." Martin said seriously: "Although the weather is cold, the sunshine at noon in Malibu has been very good recently, and the beach is also very suitable for playing in the water."

Nicholson said, "Leo, you have a beach house over there, right?"

Martin turned to look at Lorraine: "Want to make some pocket money? Get your cameras and camcorders ready."

Lorraine became interested as soon as she heard it: "Okay."

Leonardo suddenly thought of Pete and Big Ben, and quickly crossed his arms and stared at Martin and Nicholson warily: "What do you want to do? I am your brother when I ride on the horse, you can't mess with me!"

Martin said: "How could we mess with our own brother? Just wait until you win the Oscar for Best Actor."

He recently watched the North American theater schedule for the New Year again, and there were neither King of England movies nor black-and-white silent films.

Harvey was imprisoned and those two films didn't appear at all.

…………

Malibu, sunny private beach.

Nicholson put on his sunglasses and said to Lorraine who was setting up the camera: "Hurry up, Leo and Martin are coming out soon!"

Lorraine adjusted the camera, then went to get the camera from the side: "It's ready."

Nicholson shouted towards the villa: "You two bastards are you still okay?"

Martin opened the door and walked barefoot on the beach: "I'm here."

He picked up the water gun that stood on the side and put it on his shoulder.

After waiting for another moment, Leonardo came out and also picked up a large water gun.

Martin asked, "Are you ready?"

Leonardo made a gesture of pulling the bolt and loading the gun, and said: "I will not show mercy!"

Lorraine raised her camera and took pictures again and again.

Nicholson got behind the camera and filmed it himself.

The two people in the shot form a sharp contrast.

Martin is wearing tight swimming trunks, with obvious muscle contours and smooth and natural lines, like a super athlete.

Leonardo on the other side is wearing large colorful pants, with a big belly, fat legs, fat hands, and a fat face. He still looks like Jack back then.

Martin moved his hands and feet: "Get ready..."

Before he finished speaking, Leonardo on the opposite side launched a surprise attack, picked up a water gun and fired at Martin.

Water sprayed all over Martin's head and face.

Before Martin could counterattack, Leonardo turned around and ran away, running as fast as he could.

Martin immediately chased after him and hit Leonardo on the back.

The water column fell on Leonardo's back and he ran faster.

He held a water gun in one hand and grabbed the flowery pants that were falling down with the other hand. He stretched out his belly, held his head high, and ran as fast as he could toward the sun.

Looks are nothing, body is nothing, is it fun to have a water gun?

At this moment, Leonardo seemed to realize the true meaning of life.

Nicholson was already behind the camera, controlling the camera to only shoot Leonardo.

The same goes for Lorraine. She didn't care about Martin who was pursuing him. The camera focused on Leonardo and took a lot of pictures.

As he ran, Leonardo felt something was wrong. When he looked back, he saw that Martin had stopped long ago and was taking pictures of his fat ass with a mobile phone.

Leonardo covered his butt with his hands and shouted: "Hey, you bastard, why are you slapping my butt?"

Martin is indeed a bastard: "Make it into a poster and put it in a GAY bar as wallpaper!"

He specifically said: "Don't worry, your image rights will not be infringed. Only your butt will be used, no other parts of you will be used."

Leonardo turned around and ran towards Martin. When he came near him and was about to speak, Martin raised the water gun in his other hand.

A jet of water shot out, hitting Leonardo's face, and a lot of it fell into his open mouth.

"Stop! Stop!" Leonardo covered his face with his hands.

Martin put away the water gun and said: "Leo, you lose."

Leonardo didn't want to talk to this bastard and shouted to the other side of the villa: "Are you ready?"

Nicholson got over his addiction to the director of photography and the director and shouted: "Stop, the shooting is over, now move to post-production."

Leonardo wiped the water from his face and walked towards the villa.

When Martin caught up, he asked, "Are you sure this is really okay?"

Martin said very seriously: "Your role in "Shutter Island" is no worse than other films and roles this year. The purpose of our doing this is to tell all the judges that it is nothing to destroy one's image for the sake of art during filming. I Leonardo is destroying his image even in real life!”

He glanced at Leonardo’s big belly: “Is there anything more convincing than this?”

Leonardo frowned: "Although I think this is all fallacy, why does it make more sense the more I think about it?"

Martin said: "Because you approved my plan, because you are indeed a fat and greasy middle-aged man now."

After entering the villa, the two went to change clothes. When they came out, Nicholson and Lorraine had copied the videos and pictures to the computer and were watching them side by side.

The former asked Martin: "What kind to choose?"

Martin stood behind him: "Choose the fattest and ugliest photo."

The flesh on Leonardo's face trembled a few times, but he endured it and said nothing.

I risked my life for the Oscar for Best Actor.

Besides, what are ugly photos? As long as he has money, fame and status, the blond and long-legged young model will still throw himself into his arms.

Nicholson clicked on the photo to play automatically, and one photo after another of Leonardo's water guns appeared on the computer screen in turn.

Martin pointed to one of them and said, "This is a good one."

Nicholson paused: "It's really good. Leo's fat and greasy side is all reflected."

This was taken at the very beginning of the water gun fight. Leonardo was holding a water gun in one hand and tugging on his floral pants with the other, holding his head high and stretching out his belly as he ran wildly.

Leonardo covered his face and didn't want to look anymore.

Lorraine quietly moved closer to him and whispered: "Leo, I don't mind you being fat or greasy. You are just as charming like this."

As soon as these words came out, Leonardo jumped two meters away, completely away from Lorraine. He thought that it was really too dangerous. He was obviously a niece, but he was plotting against my body...

Martin was still choosing photos: "This one! There is also this one, they are all ugly, copy them all and let Lorraine sell them to different newspapers."

Lorraine's eyes were filled with dollars: "I'm getting rich!"

Martin turned around and asked the frightened Leonardo: "Do you still have the photos of when you played Jack? Make an electronic version and send it to the media together with the current photos. Only by comparison can you shock people and break those people's impression of you. prejudices and stereotypes.”

Leonardo took out his mobile phone and called his assistant, asking her to do it quickly.

Not long after the meeting, the photos were sent to Leonardo's mailbox.