After more than seven hours of travel, the bus finally arrived at the end of the trip in the evening.
After getting off the bus, Simon stood on the street and looked around. Although he had never been here, according to the information in my mind, he quickly determined that it should be in downtown Burbank in the San Fernando Valley, northwest of Los Angeles County. To reach his ideal destination, he will need to cross Santa Monica Mountain to the south.
On the other side of the mountain is Hollywood, the real geographical Hollywood.
In the 1980s, although many Hollywood film studios began to migrate to the periphery areas. But more production companies related to the film industry, like Issuing companies, brokerage companies, etc. Still gathered in downtown Hollywood.
Kathryn got off the bus behind Simon and also stood on the side of the road looking around. her friend was going to pick her up, but that friend hasn't arrived yet, So she looked at Simon next to her.
She thought it would be a very boring journey, but because of the appearance of this big boy the journey became very fulfilling, After reading each other scripts, the two discussed a lot of topics during the rest of the trip.
Although he is much younger than her, Kathryn felt at some moments, that she was just a fledgling little girl in front of him.
It's hard to imagine how this kid has accumulated so much knowledge, Whether it's film, music or even painting, and many other topics, he can talk about it with ease.
As they are about to part ways, Kathryn suddenly realized, that apart from his name, and he came to Los Angeles because he wanted to be a screenwriter, she almost know nothing about him, and that unknowingly she was guided by him to reveal a lot of things about herself. For example, she told him that she grew up in San Francisco, that she went back this time to visit her parents, and that she lived in Soho, Manhattan, and why was she interested in movies and wanted to be a director?
If he did it on purpose, then it would be awful.
However, when she thought about it carefully, she found that he didn't seem to ask these questions, because many of his topics have made her overwhelmed.
After looking at the surroundings Simon turned around and looked at Kathryn, Seeing the woman looking at him, he nodded and smiled at her.
Along the way, Simon found that there was a strong contrast between Kathryn's personality and her film style. The characters in her films often swear, kill and set fire without scruples, but Kathryn in real life is very quiet, speaking softly to people, and even seem shy.
Of course, Simon did not feel too strange. This kind of strong personality conflict between real life and personal works is very common among artists.
Thinking about it, Simon asked her: "Kathryn, are you waiting for someone to pick you up?"
"Yes, she just hasn't come yet," Catherine asked back: "What about you?"
Simon shrugged: "I thought we could take a cab together, and split the fare."
"I live in Malibu," Kathryn raised her hand and pointed west, saying: "Where are you going, if you are going in the same direction, then you can take a ride with us."
"Malibu, that's a good city," Simon said with a smile on his lips: "Why don't you think about taking me in, I can cook, wash clothes, clean, I can do everything, all you have to do is feed me."
Kathryn gave Simon a slight glance, despising his behaviour of wanting to eat soft rice, but then she explained seriously: "I also lived with a friend, so I have no right to take you in."
Simon smiled, of course, he was just kidding, even if Kathryn agreed, he would refuse.
Not because he couldn't eat soft rice, but because he has a deep-rooted resistance to living in someone's else home. He is more accustomed to living in his own house.
Of course, this kind of thing may not be realized for a long time in the future.
However, when he heard that Kathryn was living in a friend's house, Simon suddenly remembered.
Friend?
Is it James Cameron?
In his original time and space, Kathryn Bigelow and James Cameron were once husband and wife, This matter was still very hot in the year that "The Hurt Locker" won the Oscar. "The Hurt Locker" VS "Avatar", Ex-wife VS ex-husband.
After collecting the information in his mind, Simon quickly vetoed this speculation.
Cameron's current wife is still 'Gale Anne Hurd', the producer of "The Terminator" is also his wife, the two just got married last year. Although Cameron is not a stable man, they should divorce in three or four years.
Kathryn naturally didn't know Simon's thoughts, so after explaining, she said: "Simon, since you don't know anyone in Los Angeles, and you plan to become a screenwriter, then you should need an agent, maybe I can help."
Although Simon has some plans of his own, when he heard Kathryn's words, he still earnestly said: "Is it OK, I mean, if it's not troublesome?"
"Of course not troublesome," Kathryn shook her head and said, "However, I can only give you a recommendation, convincing the other party to become your broker, it requires your efforts. WMA, have you heard of it? it's a very good brokerage company.
WMA (William Morris Agency), Simon naturally knows this talent agency, this company was established at the end of the 19th century and is still the largest brokerage firm in Hollywood.
Of course, according to the information Simon knew, WMA's current situation is not good, but a thin camel is bigger than a horse. What's more, the company right now is can still crush most talent agencies. If he wants to enter such a brokerage company on his own, then he will need to take a big detour.
Although many Hollywood stars have always claimed that they accidentally encountered a broker when they went for a walk.
99% of them are lying, if you don't believe it, feel free to open the IMDB page of a star. Look at how many years have passed between their first performance and their most popular representative work. And you'll know how tortuous their road to fame is.
Although there are opportunities and resources in other parts of the world, Simon had already made plans to spend three to five years in Hollywood, He is only 18 years old this year and there is no shortage of time.
Of course, at this time Simon will not be hypocritical to refuse Kathryn's help.
The two walked together to a nearby coin-operated phone booth, Kathryn took a phone book in her luggage and flipped it over for a while before dialling the phone.
Simon stood by and waited patiently.
Kathryn talked to the opposite for a while, then turned the microphone and asked softly: "Simon, how do you spell 'Westeros'?"
Simon immediately spelt his last name: "We-s-t-e-r-o-s."
Kathryn nodded and continued talking for another minute before hanging up.
"Fortunately, Friedman is still in his office. I have forgotten that he should be off work right now, but WMA has been a bit messy recently, it's not surprising that he will work overtime." Kathryn said a little embarrassedly, finding a pen from her shoulder bag she wrote down the phone number, tore the paper off and give it to Simon, and said: "Four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, William Morris Agency Headquarters, don't be late. Tell them that you have made an appointment at the front desk, and Someone will take you there, but you can make a call if you can't you can't go."
Simon nodded and took the paper and looked at it.
At the top is a name, Jonathan Friedman it's Mr Friedman she talked about. Then there is 150 Camino Street in Beverly Hills, which should be the WMA headquarters address. Finally, there is a bunch of phone numbers.
Putting the paper in his wallet, Simon suddenly remembered: "Kathryn, what about you, I mean, In case I'm going to starve to death on the streets, How can I contact you to ask for help?"
Kathryn Gently glanced at him, and once again took out the phone book and began to write, as she ridiculed: "If you still have hands and feet and are starving on the streets, then I won't care."
As the two were talking, a few loud honks sounded on the side of the road, a burgundy Ford sedan stopped next to them, The woman in the driver's seat eagerly stuck her head out of the window and said loudly to the two: "Hey, Kate and little boy, get in the car, Don't just talk to your big sister on the road, I heard their monsters in the alleys if you stay here for too long you'll be dragged into the alley to be eaten."
Kathryn handed over the contact information to Simon, as she said helplessly to the woman in the car: "Jenny, you are late again."
"Maybe I shouldn't come, because, by the looks of it, I must have bothered the two of you, right?" The woman named Jenny pushed the door open and smiled as she walked over, reaching out to Simon she introduced herself: "Janet Johnston, what's your name?"
Simon looked at the woman in front of him, Wearing a pink tight T-shirt and high-waisted jeans, and Shaggy blond hair in a shawl. Although not as beautiful as Kathryn, she looked quite tall after wearing high heels. A well-maintained face also makes her age invisible.
However, Simon felt a bit of madness in the woman's character.
What's more, is it good to drive while wearing high heels?
Thinking so in his heart, Simon still politely shook her hand and introduced himself: "Simon Westeros."
"Strange surname," Janet muttered, as she looked up and down at Simon, with a very satisfied expression, then turned to Kathryn and said, "So, Kate, are we taking him back home!"
Kathryn put her luggage in the back seat of the car and came over and said, "Jenny, don't joke, let's go."
Janet didn't intend to easily let go of the two, staring at Simon, curiously she said: "Little boy, it looks like you have just arrived in Los Angeles, Um, I guess, your home is also in San Francisco, right? Which city are you from, I'm only asking for Kate's sake?"
Simon saw Kathryn and looked at him with some curiosity, and said after thinking about it: "Probably, San Jose."
Janet gave Simon a dissatisfied look and dragged her voice and said, "Interesting, what do you mean by probably."
Simon shrugged and wrote lightly: "I don't have a home, I just grew up in San Jose."
"How could someone not have a home," Janet thickly responded, ignoring the small movements of Kathryn's arm, she asked: "Where did you live before you came to Los Angeles?"
Simon revealed a harmless smile and said: "Watsonville Psychiatric hospital."