Blown for Good - Marc Morgan Headley [138]
“How do you know if the girls you are sending up are right or wrong?” I asked.
“We don’t. The submissions just go up to RTC, and they don’t come back,” Darius said. “We just keep sending them up assuming that when they get one they like, we’ll get told to stop sending up new ones.”
“Wow, how did you get roped into this?” I asked.
“My dad. He is apparently going to New York to interview some other actresses as well,” Darius said.
“Wow, maybe it is for Mission Impossible 3,” I told Darius.
“I doubt it,” Darius said. “Some of these girls would not make it as background extras in MI:3, much less any speaking part.”
“Well, as much as I would love to sit here with you and cut footage of these girls together, I need to get those drives I lent you a few weeks ago,” I told him, looking around for my drives.
“I still need them for a bit longer,” Darius replied. “With so many of these girls auditioned, I have like 300 gigs worth of auditions on these drives that I don’t want to have to re-digitize.”
“Okay, well as soon as the plug gets pulled on your little project, bring the drives back over.” I tell him as I head out. “Have fun, dude!”
I went back over to Systems before securing for the night, grabbed a few things and headed home. It was around 1:00 a.m. and my wife had mentioned that she might be home early so I might even see her tonight if I was lucky.
My wife worked with Greg Wilhere in RTC, so I figured I could maybe find out what movie they were auditioning all these girls for. I knew she would know about it. There were only so many people up there and they all talked amongst each other about this sort of stuff.
When she got home a little while later I asked her. “Hey, what movie is Cine doing all those auditions for RTC on?”
“What auditions?” she answered.
“Oh come on, there is no way you could not know what I am talking about. Darius probably had at least fifty submissions up in RTC on this thing. You would have probably been buried by the envelopes sent up by him alone.” I told her.
“Oh, that project,” she answered.
“I knew you knew,” I said. “You so suck at lying.” I laughed.
“You have to promise not to tell anybody about this,” She told me, which is what anything she told me about what went on in RTC was prefaced with.
“Shelly told me that COB has been getting calls from Tom about getting him a girlfriend,” my wife continued, “since now he obviously can’t have a girlfriend who is not a Scientologist. COB told Shelly that he wanted her to sort this out and get him a girlfriend. So Greg has been going through all of these girls that Cine has been auditioning and trying to find one that Tom might like. They are trying to screen which ones might have potential baggage attached to them that could flap later on if Tom actually ends up going out with one of them. And of course COB has to like her as well.”
As we all know, Tom Cruise was married to Nicole Kidman for close to ten years. Well, Nicole was only a Scientologist very briefly, after which she wanted none of it. Next, he was with Penelope Cruz, and his attempts to convert her from her prior religious beliefs were unsuccessful. So this was building up a history of being a problem for Tom, and now Dave was going to solve it for him and find him the perfect Scientologist partner.
“So it has nothing to do with any movie? I knew it. I knew it. Oh my god, if Darius only knew. He has been slaving away over in Cine cutting these tapes and it is not even for a movie. What a scam,” I told her.
“Well, that’s between Greg and him. Greg’s the one that got him involved. I don’t even think they will end up using any of the girls on those tapes,” she said.
“Why?” I asked.
“Well, Greg just got some brand new suits and