When Scott Caan was cast in Varsity Blues, he wondered whether or not he’d made a big mistake.
“I had never really been on location for a long amount of time. When you’re in your 20s and leaving all your friends and family, you have no idea what it’s going to be like,” Caan told EW. “I was complaining to my friends like, ‘I’m not going to like any of these guys.’ A bunch of actors, you know?”
Paul Walker was one of the first people he met. In another world, the handsome California native could have been one those awful actor-types that Caan feared he’d have to tolerate. But if you’ve read anything about Walker, that wasn’t the case. “[We] immediately started talking about surfing and jujitsu and got an apartment together that night,” he said. They settled on a two-bedroom outside of Austin, where they’d live and party and bond for the duration of the shoot. “It was like a frat house,” Caan laughed, remembering that there would regularly be up to seven people crashing on their floor and couches.
It was also the beginning of what would become a 15-year friendship.
Despite the intense, immediate connection between the competitive adventure lovers, being working actors meant that Paul and Scott spent more time apart than they did together, often going months and sometimes years between visits.
“I like to say, ‘Paul would do Paul sometimes,’” said Caan. ”He would be super connected, and then he would have a trip or a mission or something that he wanted to do, and you’d go, all right, Paul’s going to go do whatever Paul does, and then in six months he’ll tell you about it and you’ll pick up right where you left off.”
The next time they teamed up professionally was for 2005′s Into the Blue. ”It’s about these characters, these best friends who are constantly in competition with the diving stuff. I had that relationship with him,” said Caan, who jumped at the chance as soon as he heard that Walker was on board. Their first scene together found the friends play-wrestling — oddly appropriate for two men who bonded over an interest in jujitsu.
“I wonder if Paul didn’t get a hold of the script early and say, ‘Oh, we’ve got to be wrestling,’” Caan laughed.
Besides losing a good friend, the industry also lost an actor who may not have reached his full potential. Caan went to the premiere of Running Scared with Walker and remembers thinking: “That’s not somebody who’s just trying to phone it in and collect a check.” He knew that Walker had an edginess and a passion in him that he hadn’t been able to explore on film. “The unfortunate thing is he was just so goddamn pretty. It was hard for people to put him in those roles,” said Caan.
Walker clearly led a full life outside of his acting work and often stressed that movies were just one aspect of him, but Caan saw another side of his friend. “He downplayed it. He was like, ‘Look, this isn’t my thing.’ But he’s a passionate dude and passionate people cannot [do things] half-assed. It’s just not part of who he is. I think part of Paul was downplaying it too. I feel like when we’re sitting around being guys he’s of course going to say, ‘Oh, this is just my job.’ But he cared about it a little bit more than I think he liked to let on,” he said. “There was a lot more for him to do and a lot more for him to try as an actor.”
Caan was actively working on developing projects for Walker that he’d do once he’d finished with his big-budget franchise. “Not to take anything away from the Fast & Furious, but he could do that stuff in his sleep,” he said. ”Two months ago, I got a call from him and his partner Brandon [Birtell] saying when Paul’s done with all these bigger movies, he wants to do a small movie. He knows I make small independent movies and he wanted to do something that he could really put his heart into…[Brandon] goes, ‘Look, he has these two scripts that you wrote and he wants to do them.’
“In the 15 years that I’ve known him — and it’s a small business — I’ve never heard a single person say anything bad about Paul. Not a single person. And I know people say bad things about me. People have said bad things about just about everybody that I know whether it’s true or not,” said Caan, who expressed multiple times how much he loathes the Hollywood grief-machine. But Walker was different, and that’s why he wanted the world to know just how unique an experience it was to be able to count him as a friend. “He was a mensch. When people pass, I know everybody likes to glorify who they were. In this case, for me, he literally embodied the word. He was just a straight-up, classy, no-Hollywood-bullsh– kind of guy.”
Caan last saw his friend over a year ago in Hawaii. “I literally still can’t process it. He was a special, special, special dude who just kind of lit up the room and the people who were around him,” he said. “He was one of two or three people in my life who I’ve met like that. I don’t know how everybody else felt, but as I said, when he calls you ‘friend,’ that means ‘brother.’”
“That’s Scott’s dog, but I forget its name.” Weismann Says. “Scott had an operation on his knee, so he had this machine he would put his leg inside and it would move the leg really slowly. He had to lie on the floor for an hour or so, and I think it’s pretty easy to fall asleep that way. That’s what he explained to me, and I thought it would make a perfect picture, The dog just came walking into the shot.”
Picture by Jork Weismann from the book Asleep At The Chateau.
After learning my flight was detained 4 hours,
I heard the announcement:
If anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic,
Please come to the gate immediately.
Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there.
An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress,
Just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly.
Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her
Problem? we told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she
I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly.
Shu dow-a, shu- biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick,
Sho bit se-wee?
The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—
She stopped crying.
She thought our flight had been canceled entirely.
She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the
Following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late,
Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him.
We called her son and I spoke with him in English.
I told him I would stay with his mother till we got on the plane and
Would ride next to her—Southwest.
She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it.
Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and
Found out of course they had ten shared friends.
Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian
Poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours.
She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering
She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered
Sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—
And was offering them to all the women at the gate.
To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a
Sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California,
The lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same
Powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies.
And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—
Non-alcoholic—and the two little girls for our flight, one African
American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice
And lemonade and they were covered with powdered sugar too.
And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—
Had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing,
With green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always
Carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere.
And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought,
This is the world I want to live in. The shared world.
Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped
—has seemed apprehensive about any other person.
They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women too.
This can still happen anywhere.
Not everything is lost.
PLEASE Share this!!!
WRITTEN BY A COP: Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or a loved one’s life. In daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation… This is for you, and for you to share with your wife, your children, & everyone you know. After reading these 9 crucial tips, forward them to someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do :The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!
2. Learned this from a tourist guide. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse,
DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you… Chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse.
RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy.. The driver won’t see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.
DON’T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head,
and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR ,
LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE..
If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, Repeat:
DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
A.) Be aware:look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor ,
and in the back seat.
B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door.
Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women
are attempting to get into their cars. C.) Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side.. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN!
The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; and even then,
it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably in a zig -zag pattern!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked ‘for help’ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late
and she thought it was weird.. The police told her ‘Whatever you do, DO NOT
open the door..’ The lady then said that it sounded like the baby
had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, ‘We already have a unit on the way,
whatever you do, DO NOT open the door.’ He told her that they think a serial killer
has a baby’s cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby.. He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby’s cries outside their doors when they’re home alone at night.
10. Water scam! If you wake up in the middle of the night to hear all your taps outside running or what you think is a burst pipe, DO NOT GO OUT TO INVESTIGATE! These people turn on all your outside taps full blast so that you will go out to investigate and then attack.
Stay alert, keep safe, and look out for your neighbors! Please pass this on
This post should probably be taken seriously because the Crying Baby Theory was mentioned on America ‘s Most Wanted when they profiled
the serial killer in Louisiana
I’d like you to forward this to all the women you know.
It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle..
I was going to send this to the ladies only,
but guys, if you love your mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, etc.,
you may want to pass it onto them, as well.
Send this to any woman you know that may need
to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it
and it’s better to be safe than sorry..
Everyone should take 5 minutes to read this. It may save your life or
a loved one’s life.
I’m putting this to all my followers not just female…
Be safe everyone
Signal boosting this shit. I know that I have like, ten people following this blog, but some of you have shit tons of people following your’s. Spread this like wildfire.
I get chills reading the last few