Set Of The Worst Movie Ever, Directed By The Mayor Of Tool Town, With A Special Appearance By The Tooliest Intern In The History Of Hollywood. Todd swaggers over to Dawson and sits right down next to him. "So what's the verdict, intern?" he asks, nodding at the script. Dawson tells him that it does, indeed, suck. "What's wrong with it?" Todd asks. "There's a monkey in it," Dawson replies. Correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't a movie called Dunston Checks In involve a monkey? Mayhap this is the writers' subtle way of telling the audience that Dawson is a primate. Also: great constructive criticism there, Dawson. I, personally, can think of some pretty great monkey movies! Like, say, Ed, starring Matt LeBlanc. Okay, bad example. King Kong? Anyway, Todd doesn't really care about Dawson's thoughts and feeling as regards the Monkey Script; he just wants to waste precious time on set, talking up the intern. Cue further chattering, during the course of which Todd asks Dawson what he "wants to be when [he] grows up." Dawson smarms, of course, that he wants to be a great director. Todd wonders what he's doing toward that end. "USC Film School," Dawson says proudly. "Film school is for pussies," Todd says. Whoa. Wait. You can say "pussy" on network TV now? At 8 p.m.? Rock. Dawson looks mildly taken aback. "Uh. I made a documentary last year," he offers, then tells Todd he's welcome to take a look at it. Todd turns this proposition down flat, explaining that if the documentary sucks, he's in the awkward position of having to find something nice to say about it, and if it's good, he'll feel all jealous and cruddy. Dawson sort of nods, and Todd heads back to the action. "Welcome to Hollywood, Dawson," Todd throws over his shoulder. Whatever. Like a director -- in the middle of a shoot, no less! -- would ever have time to go and sit and chit-chat with an intern. In reality, Dawson would probably spend his entire first day Xeroxing scripts and getting people coffee. In the office, not on the set.