The Truman Show

We've become bored with watching actors give us phony emotions.

We're tired of pyrotechnics and special effects.

While the world he inhabits is, in some respects, counterfeit,

there's nothing fake about Truman himself.

No scripts, no cue cards.

It isn't always Shakespeare, but it's genuine.

It's a life.

I'm not going to make it.

You're going to have to go on without me.

No way, mister.

You're going to the top of this mountain, broken legs and all.

We find many viewers leave him on all night for comfort.

You're crazy, you know that?

For me, there is no difference between a private life and a public life.

My life, is my life, is The Truman Show.

The Truman Show is a lifestyle.

It's a noble life. It is

a truly blessed life.

Yeah, tell me something I don't know.

All right. Promise me one thing, though.

If I die before I reach the summit,

you'll use me as an alternative source of food.

Gross.

It's all true. It's all real.

Nothing here is fake. Nothing you see on this show is fake.

It's merely controlled.

Eat me, damn it. That's an order.

Maybe just your love handles.

I have love handles? Yeah. Little ones.

Truman. You're going to be late.

Okay!

- Good morning. - Morning.

Good morning.

In case I don't see you, good afternoon, good evening, and good night.

Yeah.

- Morning, Truman. - Morning, Spencer.

Hey, Pluto. No, get down.

- He won't hurt you. - Get down.

I know.

- It's just me. - Come on, Pluto.

What is it?

Here's a news flash just in.

An aircraft in trouble began shedding parts

as it flew over Seahaven just a few moments ago.

Luckily, no one was hurt.

But, hey, how do you feel today?

That's good. You thinking of flying somewhere?

- Nope. - No? Good.

This is Classical Clive with Classical Drive

so why don't you forget about the perils of flying,

settle back, and let this music calm you down?

- Dog Fancy, please. - Dog Fancy.

- Thank you very much. - Thank you very much.

Give me a paper there, will you, Earl?

And one of these for the wife.

Loves her fashion mags.

Will that be all for you, Truman?

- That's the whole kit and caboodle. - Catch you later.

Okay. Yeah.

Good morning.

- Hank. Morning, Truman.

- Good morning, Truman. - How are you guys?

- Beautiful day, isn't it? - Always.

And how's your lovely wife?

Good. How about yours?

- Couldn't be better. - Fine.

- Nice talking to you, Truman. - You, too.

We must go now.

Think about that policy. Okay, that's two for one. That's a good deal.

- Doppelgänger special. - Right.

Hi.

Hey, fellows. You going in? Go ahead.

- Go ahead. - No, you first, please.

I'm not that anxious to get there.

Yes, hello.

Could I have directory assistance for Fiji, please? Fiji islands.

Truman, did you see this?

I'm sorry, ma'am.

If he's in a coma, he's probably uninsurable.

Hello? Yes. Fiji, please.

Do you have a listing for Lauren Garland?

Nothing listed?

Okay. Do you have a Sylvia Garland?

"S" for Sylvia.

Nothing?

Okay. Thank you.

- Lawrence. - Hey, Burbank.

Got a prospect in Wells Park I need you to close.

Wells Park?

- On Harbor Island? - You know another one?

I can't do it. I have an appointment. Dentist.

You're going to lose a lot more than your teeth if you don't meet your quota.

Look, Truman,

they're making cutbacks at the end of this month.

- Cutbacks? - Yeah. Now, you need this.

Besides, a half-hour across the bay, a little sea air would do you good.

Thanks.

Hello.

Ferry's still here. Thought I might have missed it.

One-way or return?

Return.

There you go, sir.

- Do you need any help, sir? - You go ahead. I'll be fine.

Yeah.

Hi, honey.

Look what I got free at the checkout.

It's a Chef's Pal. It's a dicer, grater, peeler, all in one.

Never needs sharpening, dishwasher-safe.

Wow!

That's amazing.

Truman,

you missed a spot.

That is a beer.

You know, I'm thinking about getting out, Marlon.

Yeah? Out of what?

Out of my job, out of Seahaven.

- Off this island. Out. - Out of your job?

What the hell's wrong with your job? You have a great job, Truman.

You have a desk job. I'd kill for a desk job.

Here you go.

You should try stocking vending machines for a living.

- No, thanks. - Now there's excitement.

Don't you ever get antsy? Itchy feet?

Where's there to go?

Fiji.

Where the hell's Fiji? Near Florida?

- See here? - Yeah.

This is us,

and all the way around here,

Fiji.

You can't get any further away before you start coming back.

You know, there are still islands in Fiji

where no human being has ever set foot.

So when are you going to go?

It's not that simple.

It takes money,

planning.

I can't just up and go.

Right.

I'm going to do it. Don't worry about that.

Bonus time is just around the corner.

You coming for a drink? No, I can't tonight.

I don't like the look of that weather, son.

I think we should head back.

- No, Dad. Not yet. - No, come on. We should go back.

- A bit farther, please? - Son, listen.

- Okay. - Yes.

Daddy!

You're soaked. Where have you been?

I figure we can scrape together $8,000...

Every time you and Marlon get together...

We can bum around the world for a year on that.

And then what, Truman? We'd be where we were five years ago.

- You're talking like a teenager. - Maybe I feel like a teenager.

We have mortgage payments, Truman.

We have car payments.

What, we're just going to walk away from our financial obligations?

It would be an adventure.

I thought we were going to try for a baby. Isn't that enough of an adventure?

That can wait. I want to get away.

See some of the world, explore.

Honey, you want to be an explorer?

This'll pass.

We all think like this now and then.

Let's get you out of these wet clothes,

come to bed.

You never see anything anyway. They always

turn the camera and play music and,

you know, the wind blows in, and the curtains move

and you don't see anything.

- Dog Fancy, please. - Dog Fancy.

Thank you.

- Paper, Earl, please. - Paper.

I might as well pick one of these up while I'm at it.

- For the wife? - She's got to have them.

- Anything else, Truman? - That's the whole ball of wax.

- Catch you later. - Okay.

Dad?

What are you doing?

What the... Get out of the way!

Stop them!

Stop those people!

Open the doors! Somebody, stop the bus!

Stop the bus! Somebody, stop it!

Somebody, stop the bus!

And wasn't it funny...

It doesn't sound insane at all, Truman.

I see him 10 times a week in 100 different faces.

I almost hugged a perfect stranger in the salon last Thursday.

It was Dad. I swear. Dressed like a homeless man.

And you know what else was strange?

A businessman and a woman with a little dog

came out of nowhere and forced him onto a bus.

It's about time they cleaned up the trash downtown

before we become just like the rest of the country.