Chapter 239: Unexpected Guest

As anticipated, the trio of rogues had an unexpected guest on set - none other than Gisele Bündchen, jet-lagged from overseas travel and in no mood to wait. She beelined for the set, dragging Leonardo into their rest trailer.

Audible arguments emanated from the trailer's open window.

The cacophony rivaled the intensity of any scene being filmed for the movie.

Curiosity piqued among others, but they wisely kept their distance to avoid provocation.

Only two miscreants dared to approach, pulling over some tables and chairs to settle in the shade, engaging in a heated exchange while sipping iced Cokes.

These shameless individuals were none other than Martin and Jack Nicholson.

"You're such a loser, gathering a dozen female models for a party?" Gisele Bündchen wouldn't have been enraged if it were Leonardo and other women. But these models were from her own agency, and a few were flaunting their high-ranking status in the modeling world. How could she tolerate this?

She unleashed her Brazilian fury: "That appendage of yours might resemble the Titanic, but it's even less impressive than an octopus. Don't you find it embarrassing?"

Leonardo, fuming, retorted, "Shut up! Stop your slander!"

Not far from the window, Martin grabbed an iced Coke and raised it in salute to the old rascal, "What Giselle said is worth a toast."

Nicholson, concerned that his presence might go unnoticed, clinked his bottle with Martin's, "Cheers to Leo's Titanic!"

Martin took a sip of Coke and quipped, "Those little vixens sold out Leo."

Nicholson added, "Given the chance, they'd sell you too."

Martin scoffed, "I'm a contented bachelor, not interested in them!"

Listening to the ongoing quarrel inside, Nicholson observed, "Leo is a softy. Despite our insistence on breaking up, he's been dragging his feet."

Martin could see clearly that Leonardo had resolved to end things, especially considering Gisele Bündchen was only 25.

He gestured, "Let's lend Leo our support and shout together."

Nicholson, never one to shy away from chaos, banged the table and shouted, "Break up, Leo!"

"1, 2, 3!" Martin had prepped Nicholson for this slogan.

Nicholson roared, "Leo, break up!"

The sound reverberated, reaching quite a distance.

But Martin was chuckling and didn't shout at all.

Nicholson playfully pointed at Martin, marking a debt he'd remember. Yet, he didn't stop and yelled, "Break up, Leo!"

Not content with just shouting, he opened a sun umbrella, and a banner unfurled beneath it: "Break up, Leo! Celebrate Leonardo's breakup today!"

With a clang, the trailer door flung open, and Gisele stepped out with determination, flipping Martin and Nicholson the middle finger. She then made a provocative gesture, challenging them, "You guys love fooling around with supermodels, right? Well, here's a supermodel! If you have the guts, come and get it!"

Martin and Nicholson were immediately cowed.

Despite their audacity, Martin and Nicholson had to consider Leonardo's feelings.

Gisele snorted and strode away.

Leonardo emerged from the trailer, hands on his hips, pacing back and forth, before finally acknowledging Martin and the old rascal with a nod, "I must be out of my mind to have friends like you two." Martin didn't hesitate.

"Clearly, you were eager for a breakup. We're here to bear witness! What's wrong? We're scorned by your girlfriend." After Gisele Bündchen's departure, he quipped again, "Leo, you owe me and Jack big time."

Of course, Nicholson stood united with Martin, "We couldn't miss out on this drama. We're here to witness your breakup."

As he spoke, Nicholson grabbed his Coke bottle, clinking it with Martin's and taking a sip. "Come on, leader, cheers."

Martin opened an icebox beside him, retrieved another Coke bottle, and tossed it to Leonardo, "Either sit and have a drink with us or go get your girlfriend back."

Leonardo cracked open the Coke bottle and emphasized, "Ex-girlfriend! She's already an ex-girlfriend!" He clinked bottles with Martin and the old rascal, "Cheers to being single and free again."

Martin raised his Coke bottle, "Congratulations on your return to the world of bachelors."

The crew resumed its work, seemingly unfazed by the media reports of Leonardo DiCaprio and Gisele Bündchen's breakup. As long as the three Martins didn't cause any trouble, the set would run smoothly.

With only one significant female role in the film, the absence of actresses often simplified matters for the crew.

Matt Damon focused on his acting, attempting to outshine Martin during filming. Yet, the outcome remained unaltered, and any scene-stealing on set would likely irk Scorsese.

Single once again, Leonardo hit his stride on set, delivering impressive performances.

"Do you know why you didn't win the Oscar for Best Actor? Women are holding you back!" Martin, during the lunch break, offered his advice to Leonardo, ostensibly for the sake of the many young women in Hollywood. "Leo, ditch those flirtatious women and remain single, or switch to a male partner. You can win the Best Actor award with this film!"

Leonardo detected Martin's ulterior motives, replying, "You're trying to eliminate a strong competitor? I won't let you succeed." Suddenly, he realized a crucial member of their trio was missing. "Where's that old rascal Jack?"

Martin was unaware, so he waved Bruce over to inquire.

Bruce casually pointed, "Meryl Streep came to visit, and Nicholson is in the rest trailer with her."

Leonardo sneered, "One's in their 50s, the other in their 60s, and they're still so frisky and shameless!"

However, Martin had a clever idea, "Leo, remember the last time Gisele Bündchen visited? That old rascal persuaded me to prank you. You haven't forgotten, right?"

Leonardo recalled Nicholson shouting "Break up and cheers" outside the window, asking, "What's your plan?"

"Follow me." Martin found the props team and approached Doug, the person in charge. "I remember you guys have some firecrackers ready?"

Doug confirmed, "Yes, we do. We're planning to use them for a scene."

Martin extended his hand to request some, saying, "Give me a few."

Doug handed him a handful, cautioning, "Don't mess around on set."

Martin assured him, "Do I look like someone who causes trouble? Don't worry."

Leonardo didn't escape Doug's watchful eye. Initially reliable, since the start of filming, he had become less so, often hanging out with Martin and Nicholson. The crew had even given them a nickname: The Bastard Trio.

Leaving the main set, Martin led the way, quietly approaching Nicholson's rest trailer with Leonardo. They carried firecrackers.

About twenty meters away, noise emanated from the half-open window of the trailer. Nicholson was uttering profanities, and a female voice was invoking God.

The trailer seemed to tremble slightly.

Martin huddled behind a commercial vehicle and whispered to Leonardo, "Follow my lead, tactical movements."

Leonardo followed with great interest.

Implementing the tactical moves Bruce had taught them, Martin swiftly and quietly reached the trailer window's base.

Leonardo positioned himself opposite him.

Martin nodded, whispered, "1, 2, 3!"

They simultaneously ignited the firecrackers and tossed them into the window.

Leonardo, following the movies, shouted, "Fire in the hole!"

Bang! Bang!

An explosion reverberated within the trailer.

Though the window contained storage items, the sound of firecrackers alerted the two individuals inside.

"Ah—"

Meryl Streep screamed.

Martin pivoted and began running away, while Leonardo, before fleeing, ignited another firecracker and hurled it through the window.

"Leo, Martin, you two bastards!" Nicholson didn't need to guess who had perpetrated this act of mischief. Holding a stick in one hand and his briefs in the other, he flung open the trailer door and stormed out, proclaiming, "I'm going to get you!"

He only spotted Leonardo, as Martin had already vanished.

Nicholson used all his strength to hurl the stick at Leonardo, who dodged it and lit yet another firecracker, tossing it at Nicholson.

With a bang, the firecrackers exploded overhead, showering them with paper.

Wrapped in a blanket, Meryl Streep emerged from the trailer, curious, "Leonardo?"

Nicholson explained, "And Martin Davis."

Meryl expressed surprise, "You associated with him?"

"I pranked Martin, everyone on set knows that." Nicholson pulled up his briefs, unashamedly standing in front of the trailer. "This is now my business."

Meryl didn't seem particularly pleased.

Nicholson advised, "If you want another Oscar, cozy up to Harvey Weinstein as much as you can. I won't interfere, but I don't know that fat guy well. Why bother with the little deviant, Martin Davis?"

He nodded towards his groin, saying, "I'm old. This isn't as sturdy as a Coke bottle. You might not know, but the gunman who was shot in the head by Martin Davis' Coke is dead."

Meryl retorted, "That's disappointing. Let's not waste time. We should leave."

Nicholson changed into different clothes and didn't confront Martin and Leonardo. Instead, he sat down and contemplated his next move.

Later that afternoon, while Martin was on set filming, Nicholson discreetly sought out Leonardo.

"It's not my fault; it's all Martin's doing." Leonardo didn't hesitate to betray his comrades. "He came up with the idea and borrowed the firecrackers from the props team. I just followed along and yelled, 'Come on.'"

Nicholson reassured him, "I believe you." He approached Leonardo regarding Martin, "Leo, have you noticed that since filming began, that damn Martin has been up to all sorts of mischief? From the yacht bachelor party to your breakup with Gisele, and today, Meryl and I almost had a heart attack, all because he's been causing chaos behind the scenes."

Leonardo thought for a moment, "He always sees us having fun and wants in. The two of us make quite the spectacle."

Nicholson clenched his fists and pounded the table hard. "Let's find an opportunity to mess with him together!"