Budweiser presents: Real American Heroes. –♪ Real American Heroes ♫ –Today we salute you, Mr. Professional Movie Extra Guy. –♪ Mr. Professional Movie Extra Guy ♫ –Never in the history of cinema have so many done so little for so many. –♪ You're a star! ♫ –Anybody can pay eight bucks to see a movie, but only a true artist can be paid eight bucks to be in a movie. –♪ Shiny, shiny star ♫ –Snotty lead actors need lines, direction, motivation. Not you. You sit on your butt perfectly in scene after scene. –♪ That's Hollywood! ♫ –A true pro, you're always focused even if you're seldom in focus. –♪ Oh! ♫ –So this Bud's for you, Mr. Nobody, because you're not just anybody, you're a paid anybody. –♪ I don't recognize you ♫
I've listened backstage to people applaud. It's like... like waves of love coming over the footlights and wrapping you up. Imagine, to know every night that different hundreds of people love you. They smile. Their eyes shine. You've pleased them. They want you. You belong. Just that alone is worth anything.
(movie projector running) Still wonderful, isn't it? And no dialogue. We didn't need dialogue, we had faces. There just aren't any faces like that anymore. Maybe one, Garbo. Oh, those idiot producers. Those imbeciles. Haven't they got any eyes? Have they forgotten what a star looks like?! I'll show them! I'll be up there again, so help me!