We're back at Monumental Pictures in the sound booth with Dexter the director.
On set, Don and Lina are shooting a scene from The Dueling Cavalier, which, if you'll recall, is now going to be a talkie.
It looks good, except we can't hear Lina.
Dexter reminds Lina that there's a microphone hidden in a nearby bush, and that she needs to talk toward it. He's super-stressed and looks like he's about to lose it.
On the next take, Lina keeps dramatically swinging her head from side to side as she speaks, so the microphone misses every other word or so.
Dexter has a microphone sewn directly into the front of Lina's dress. He's even more visibly stressed as he explains to Lina how it works.
The microphone picks up Lina's heartbeat instead of her voice. Oops.
Dexter has a microphone sewn into the shoulder of her dress. Once again, he explains to her how it works.
R.F. enters and almost trips on a wire. He says it's not safe, and angrily yanks on it. Turns out it's the wire for Lina's microphone and she topples over. Dexter looks like he's going to burst a blood vessel.
Cut to the exterior of a movie theater on a rainy night. The signage advertises a "Major Studio Preview Tonight."
Kathy, Don, and Cosmo meet out front. Cosmo wisely advises Don and Kathy not to enter the theater together. Lina's probably waiting to ambush them.
The screening is of The Dueling Cavalier, and whoo boy, is it a hot mess.
The microphone picks up Lina's pearls and makes them sound like a thunderstorm. Don's pants make loud, rubbery noises. The audience cackles at Lina's terrible pronunciations. And then the picture and sound go hilariously out of sync. It's a downright disaster.
The audience practically dies from laughter. Some people walk out.
Afterward, out in the lobby, R.F., Dexter, Don, Cosmo, and Lina discuss the screening. Audience members stream by: some mock the movie, others straight-up diss it.
The men all agree: They're in a whole lot of trouble. The movie has to come out in six weeks, no matter what. Meanwhile, Lina thinks it was great. Oh, Lina.