“What did you say your name was?” asks Bowfinger.
“Jiffrenson,” says Jif.
“Jiffrenson?” asks Bowfinger.
“Jif. My friends call me Jif.” says Jif.
“Well, Jiff, welcome aboard,” says Bowfinger. “Here’s your wardrobe.” He hands Jif a dry cleaning bag.
“All right! All right!” says Jif, smiling. “Awesome. Awesome! All right.”
The next day, the crew is parked alongside heavy traffic on the 101 highway.
“How do you feel?” asks Bowfinger.
“I feel kinda strange,” says Jif.
“You look good. You look tough,” says Bowfinger.
“I do?” asks Jif.
“Yeah, like an action star,” says Bowfinger. “Look like an action star! Yeah, shoulders out. Take a good, deep breath. Suck it in. That’s good. Okay. Now look – In this scene, you’re hurting inside. You’re hurting inside. You’re not sure who to trust. You wanna run. You wanna run into the arms of your beloved.”
Daisy walks up and sticks out her hand. “Hi, I’m Daisy!”
“Hi,” says Jif. “How are ya?”
“When I yell ‘action,’ you are gonna run from point “A” over there…” begins Bowfinger.