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Clips from Limitless

Short Films 1991 8 min 1,204 clips

Credits

Obviously, I miscalculated a few things.
Eddie! I know you're in there!
The access code you have entered...
...the knife appears at your back?
The access code you have entered is invalid...
Well, I'll tell you one thing...
...I will never let them touch me.
- You're gonna be next, Eddie! - We're coming in!
And I hadn't missed much.
And now, the only thing I'd have an impact on...
...was the sidewalk.
You see that guy?
That was me, not so long ago.
Only a writer. Strangely enough,
Well, it's masquerading as a sci-fi novel,
but it's really, uh, my own personal manifesto
I sort of created a utopian society
where we all sort of... Uh... Uh...
It's really... it's really...
Uh...
Today was the day I was gonna kick its ass.
Here we go. Here we go. Here we go...
It was gonna be great.
Just gotta put in the time. Stay in the room.
That's the key concept.
Don't leave the room.
A few weeks passed this way.
Maybe a few months.
At least I still had Lindy.
Just like that?
Come on, Eddie. This is hardly a surprise.
I'm surprised.
Let's just not do this, OK? Let me...
I'm gonna hand in 90 pages to Marla on Friday.
If you just wait to see what she says...
Eddie.
- What? - I know how it's going.
I'm your...
I was your girlfriend.
Partner? Squeeze?
Paramour. Inamorata.
Cleaning lady. Bank.
Thanks. Be right back.
Be that a...
What's mine is yours, too,
Why not?
Because it worked out so well for you last time.
I do.
Briefly.
This isn't working.
I gotta get back to work.
You didn't even tell me what happened.
- I got it. - You did?
Mm-hm. I'm an editor.
I'll have my own assistant. Can you believe that?
Yeah, of course I believe it. You deserve it.
Thanks.
- OK. - OK.
She was right. Why stick it out?
I had clearly missed the on-ramp.
We both knew what was beckoning.
The lower bunk in my childhood bedroom in Jersey.
of dental supply inventory.
Eddie Morra.
Of all the useless relationships better forgotten
and put away in mothballs,
Holy shit, man.
What has it been? Like nine years?
- God! - Hey.
What's going on?
Not much, I... Well... What am I... What's up?
Uh, I'm writing. Writing a lot.
Oh, you're still trying to write?
Matter of fact, I have a book contract.
- Really? - Yeah.
- That's great. - How about you?
Are you still dealing, Vern?
I don't know. It's 2:00 in the afternoon.
When has that ever stopped you?
- So. - So...
How's Melissa doing?
- Here you go. - Thanks.
Couple kids. Who's the husband?
He walked out on her, if you really want to know.
But what do you care, man?
You were married, like, five minutes.
Tell me about this book. How's it going?
Well, it's, uh...
I'm... I'm...
I'm behind. I'm behind on my book.
- Creative problems, huh? - Yeah. Mm-hm.
Well, I suppose I can help you with that.
Just this once.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Brother, I am light years from that now.