Sean Shepherd waved a hand, signaling the crew to pause filming. He then turned to Isaac Archer. "Isaac, what's going on? Where are your lines?"
Isaac Archer snapped out of his daze and looked apologetically at Sean Shepherd. "Sorry, Director Shepherd. I'm a little out of it. I'll get it right."
"Alright, one more take. If you mess up again, we're pushing your scenes to tomorrow."
Isaac Archer's apology was sincere, but he'd been messing up constantly lately. Each time, he would offer a warm, earnest apology. At first, Director Shepherd had been satisfied enough with his attitude, but after a while, Isaac's constant cycle of mistakes and apologies began to wear on him.
As a director, all he wanted was for his actors to deliver the performance he envisioned. He didn't really care about much else.
Isaac Archer took a deep breath and replied in a low voice, "Director Shepherd, I'll do it right."
