Chapter 281 Alarm
For more than ten years, long golden brown hair has become Aniston's trademark.
Hair is not only related to Aniston's image, but also to her brand.
Martin understands the reason: "Cut your long hair to break the contract?"
Aniston nodded slightly: "The clothing, cosmetics and mineral water I endorse have restrictions. I cannot cut off my long hair."
It is normal for endorsement contracts and high endorsement fees to have relevant restrictive clauses. Martin said: "My CocCola endorsement contract has exclusivity for alcohol and beverages."
Aniston returned to the previous topic: "There are many well-known actors in that cast. In addition to Blanchett, there are also Julian Moore, Richard Gere, the new Batman Bale, and Australian actor Heath Ledger."
Martin speaks so nicely: "They all combined are not as good as you."
Time passed quickly, and after taking a breath, the two returned to the studio and continued shooting.
Martin and Aniston have less scenes today. As soon as the gloomy sky turns dark, the two have finished work early and are preparing to return to the hotel.
These days, Aniston and Martin live and eat together, and they are a complete couple on set.
With Bruce and Bruce, the three of them entered the parking lot together. The crew provided Martin with a Mercedes-Benz.
Martin was walking towards the Mercedes-Benz first, and suddenly heard the roar of a motor not far away, like some kind of large-displacement American muscle car.
When he turned around to look, a blue Mustang coupe rushed out of the parked vehicle.
Bruce sensed the danger and shouted: "Be careful."
Martin moved very quickly, grabbed Aniston, and hid behind a nearby heavy cement block.
The car is obviously heading this way.
The Mustang is not very fast, but I don't know if the driver is not skilled enough or for other reasons. The car runs crookedly, like a drunken man.
Aniston was blocked behind by Martin, and she grabbed the back of his coat with all her strength. Looking at the broad back, she felt a sense of security.
But the roaring sound of the muscle car's motor brought Aniston back to reality.
The blue coupe seemed to have lost control. Half of the front of the car hit a waist-high concrete block, making a harsh and unpleasant friction sound, and the headlights shattered.
The distance was only four or five meters, and Aniston's heart was in her throat.
If Martin hadn't pulled her out of the way in advance, the Mustang would have hit the two of them.
The driver of the car obviously swerved, and with a muffled sound, the wheel on the passenger side hit the concrete pillar.
The Mustang stopped.
Bruce walked around to the rear of the car and stared at the person in the driver's seat.
Martin saw clearly who was in the car, made a gesture to Bruce, and moved slightly closer to Bruce through the cement pier.
Aniston followed closely behind Martin so that she felt safe.
The driver's door of the Mustang opened, and as soon as the person got off one foot, a voice came out: "Fake! Damn concrete, why are you blocking my way!"
After the man came down, he kicked the concrete pier and said, "Get out! Get out of my way!" He then pointed his **** at the concrete pier and said, "Idiot, don't block me with your horse!"
Martin reminded: "Man, you almost bumped into us, you should apologize first, right?"
The man turned around and faced Martin and Aniston. Instead of apologizing, he cursed: "Fuck!"
Martin looked around briefly and made sure he recognized the right person, Australian actor Heath Ledger.
The other person was swaying, with an excited expression, and his eyes were bulging and bloodshot.
This state will be familiar to anyone who has been in Hollywood for a while.
Before Martin could react, Heath Ledger stuffed the medicine bottle in his hand into the pocket of his woolen coat and said loudly: "Don't step on your horse to block my way!"
He didn't seem to be sober: “You bastard, Bichi, get out of here!”
People who take drugs have mental problems. Martin originally didn't want to talk to him, but when he heard these dirty words, he was no longer polite: “Watch your words, you'd better apologize to us!”
Perhaps under normal circumstances, this is a humble and good person.
But God may not know what kind of thing it will turn into after taking the medicine.
Heath Ledger looked askance at Martin and Aniston, and while walking past them, he raised his arm to extend his middle finger.
As he walked, the outstretched arm fell just towards Aniston, pointing faintly at her chest.
This is Martin's job, how can he let the other party taint it!
What's more, people like Martin want to cause trouble no matter what.
Now that the opportunity to cause trouble is presented to him, he is not willing to let it go.
Before Heath Ledger could stretch out his middle finger, Martin grabbed his forearm, twisted his backhand behind his back, kicked Heath Ledger on the leg, and pressed him down hard.
“It hurts—”
Heath Ledger screamed and his head was pressed onto the rough cement block.
Although there was no glass bottle of CocCola, Martin, the God of Coke, twisted Heath Ledger's arm with one hand and pressed his elbow on the back of his neck. Strong men lock men!
Aniston was stunned for a moment, but after taking a few breaths, Martin subdued her?
Martin turned his head slightly and winked at Aniston.
Bruce has already carefully inspected the studio. The internal equipment is old, and due to the privacy and confidentiality of the crew, there are no surveillance cameras at all.
"Asshole! Fuck!" Heath Ledger struggled desperately, but it was as if he was being suppressed by a big mountain and couldn't move at all. He roared manically: "Damn it, let me go!"
But his voice was immediately covered up by a shrill scream.
Martin and Aniston, a pair of dog lovers, have recently been studying 72 ways to explore tunnels, and they have a particularly tacit understanding.
Aniston understood Martin's intention and shouted at the top of her voice: "Indecent! Indecent! Save me! Martin, save me quickly..."
The woman's scream carried extremely far.
Bruce covered his face, these actors really know how to act!
Except for Martin, he wouldn't believe a word of what Hollywood stars say!
Things like being persecuted, loving deeply, and giving everything for the role are all discounted at 20%.
Bruce put away the phone with the camera and put it in his pocket.
Martin pinned down Heath Ledger and shouted angrily: "Asshole, what have you done?"
The other party almost bumped into him and Aniston. Of course, Martin's frame-up words came casually: "Do you want to murder us? What kind of man are you to bully a woman!"
Heath Ledger's face and mouth were pressed against the rough cement. His head was confused after taking medicine, and he couldn't figure out the specific situation.
At the corner that blocked the parking lot, several people ran over, the ones at the front being the security personnel of the studio.
Followed by Bale, Blanchett and Julian Moore.
The three of them had already left the studio and were about to return to the hotel after work. When they heard Aniston's shout, they rushed over as soon as possible.
Martin saw them and his mind was thinking rapidly.
Aniston had auditioned on the set of "I'm Not There" a long time ago and knew that there was a big shot standing behind the set, and he was also a big shot with whom Martin couldn't deal.
She would not let her little puppy suffer, and besides, the other party almost bumped into her and scolded her in front of her.
Aniston decided to blow things up, took out her phone, pressed 911, and said to Martin and Boo at the same time: "I want to call the police!"
Bruce tilted his head and glanced at the state of Heath Ledger. With his rich experience, he would not make mistakes, and immediately nodded to Martin.
Martin said: "Jane, he is plotting against us. Call the police!"
When a person takes drugs, he knows what outrageous things he will do, and Martin also wants to deal with it safely.
He and Bruce are not afraid, but Aniston is always alone in the studio.
The person over there was getting closer and closer. Aniston stepped back and leaned against the passenger door of the Mercedes-Benz. The fear on her face was obvious, and she pressed the dial button to call the police.
The security guard who came first recognized Martin and Aniston at a glance, as well as the person who was pressed against the hood of the car. He grabbed the rubber stick around his waist and said, "Mr. Davis, don't be impulsive! It happened. What?"
"This man was unruly to me and Ms. Aniston. He almost hit us with his car and was subdued by me. I suspect that he was taking drugs or taking drugs." Martin explained the matter quickly and concisely, without any nonsense.
Aniston called the police and exchanged a look with Martin.
Bruce called the crew and David Heyman, Warner Bros.'s studio representative, rushed over immediately.
Bale, Blanchett and Julian Moore have figured it out.
Julian Moore is familiar with Aniston and came to comfort her.
Bell glanced at Martin and Ledger. He knew Martin, but had no friendship with them. However, he got along well with Ledger. He took a step forward and said, "Man, let him go first."
Blanchett is an Australian and a backbone of the Australian gang in Hollywood. If she can help, she will naturally help Ledger. She echoed: "Is there any misunderstanding? Ledger has always been a gentleman and will not..."
"Misunderstanding?" Martin didn't mean to let go. He gestured to the Mustang with his eyes: "If Jane and I hadn't run so fast, we would have been hit by him on the cement block! Afterwards, he scolded Jane and wanted to attack Jane. I Having seen it with your own eyes, you say this is a misunderstanding?”
Aniston nodded with sadness and anger on her face.
Even so, Blanchett did not give up, persuading: "We are here, Ledger can't do anything else."
Martin stepped aside slightly to allow people to see Heath Ledger's face clearly: "He is on drugs. Do you think he is sober? Can he control himself?"
"Fuck!" Heath Ledger suddenly felt severe pain in his hands and neck, and his emotions, already controlled by the drug, became even more out of control: "You two stinking pieces of shit, I will never let you go! I want to Kill you..."
Several security personnel quickly stood in front of the celebrities and reminded at the same time: "Mr. Bell, Ms. Blanchett, please step back and stay away from him."
"He...he's here again!" Aniston threw herself into Julian Moore's arms, her voice trembling: "I called the police, you have to testify for me!"
Julian Moore is an American and has nothing to do with the Australian gang. He hugged Aniston comfortingly: "Jen, let's leave here first and wait for the NYPD to come over."
The heads of the two crews rushed over one after another.
In the distance, police lights flashed and sirens sounded. The NYPD rushed to the studio as quickly as possible.
(End of this chapter)
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