Again demonstrating a complete disregard for rest or relaxation, I collared a few of my mates yesterday after a curry-centered meal experience to yell and applaud on command. I fear their attempts at girlie screams may be a little too silly, but three more crossings-off on the SFX list is not to be sniffed at. Today I filmed the Ash Jackson quip insert for the cinema scene, using a friend I found down the back of the sofa. Thank you, Matt Streatfield. And hopefully tomorrow I can mock up the helicopter shots with nest-head Rick Goldsmith.