Dunn Walker vaguely recalled seeing a similar news story online: during the filming of *Titanic*, a cameraman, dissatisfied with James Cameron's harsh reprimands, poisoned the crew's food. This incident led to dozens of people, including Cameron, being hospitalized, forcing the movie's production to be halted for two months. (Watermark ad test watermark ad test)
However, what's odd is that the current director is Dunn Walker Walker, who is far less temperamental than Cameron and is very respectful towards the professionals on set. So, why did a poisoning incident still occur?
Fortunately, Dunn Walker, Cameron, and Grant were all drinking at the time and hadn't eaten anything.
If any of the three had been hospitalized, the shoot would have been delayed.
"Investigate! This is too serious not to get to the bottom of!" Grant Hill, rarely angry, was furious. As the person in charge of the crew, he was the first to be held responsible for such an incident.
Cameron's face was dark with anger. After all, he was the film's primary producer.
Compared to them, Dunn Walker seemed much calmer.
"Fortunately, the situation isn't too severe. Only two people were seriously poisoned, and the rest, a dozen or so, experienced mild symptoms. It won't affect the shooting schedule." Keeping the film on schedule was Dunn Walker's top priority.
The crew was in a state of unrest, and the investigation was handed over to Grant Hill while Dunn Walker and Cameron continued with the filming schedule.
"Why would someone poison the food?" Cameron was baffled, finding the situation both absurd and unprecedented. "This might be the first case in film history."
Dunn Walker sneered, "An 18-year-old directing a $160 million commercial blockbuster is also a first in history!"
"What do you mean by that?" Cameron caught the underlying meaning in Dunn Walker's words and felt his temper flare.
"Hmph!"
Dunn Walker ignored him, turning his back on him and waving dismissively. "I hope it's not what I think!"
...
Due to the incident that morning, the afternoon shoot was changed to some simple scenes inside the ship's cabin. The extras were either dismissed, given a break, or called in by Grant to participate in the investigation.
After filming several shots, the crew approached the highlight of the day—Jack sketching a nude portrait of Rose in the ship's cabin.
The sketch had long been completed, drawn by Cameron using a bikini photo of Kate Winslet as a reference, relying on his powerful imagination.
One finished sketch, one half-done.
But when it came time to shoot the scene, they ran into a problem.
It had nothing to do with the actors. Kate, despite being undressed, carried herself with grace, her artfully made-up body exuding a strong sense of artistry. The young Leonardo also remained calm and showed no signs of embarrassment.
If anyone was nervous, it was Dunn Walker, whose heartbeat raced the fastest in the cleared-out set.
"James, why are you left-handed?" Dunn Walker suddenly exclaimed.
Since Leonardo couldn't actually draw, the close-up shots of sketching were supposed to use Cameron's hand to stand in for Leonardo's, working on the unfinished sketch.
But in the wide-angle shots, Leonardo was using his right hand to draw.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Dunn Walker realized his mistake, feeling as if he had made a discriminatory remark towards left-handed people.
Cameron, irritated, retorted, "Why don't you do it instead? My hands are too old anyway; they don't look like a young man's skin."
"That makes sense!"
Dunn Walker couldn't draw, but he had absorbed Cameron's skills. Drawing was an essential skill for a director, and naturally, he wasn't bad at it. Rolling up his sleeves, he sat in Leonardo's place.
**The camera zoomed in to focus on his arm as he sketched.**
The shoot was simple, and Dunn Walker was confident. He picked up the pencil, ready to start sketching. Glancing up at the reclining form of Kate Winslet, he met her seductive gaze, and his body suddenly heated up, blood rushing to his head.
"Dunn Walker, do you even know how to draw?" Cameron couldn't help but mock him when he saw Dunn Walker's pencil make a haphazard mark on the paper.
Kate bit her lip, trying to hold back her laughter. But in the end, she couldn't resist and let out a chuckle.
Cameron froze, quickly realizing the situation and feeling a bit awkward. "Ah, the impetuousness of youth!"
Dunn Walker took a deep breath, shot Cameron a glare, and waved his hand, "Let's do it again!"
This time, Dunn Walker moved with ease. After filming a continuous two-minute take, the half-finished sketch was nearly complete.
Cameron's eyes lit up. "Not bad!"
Dunn Walker smirked, "Alright, let's get the wide shots done in three takes or less, so we can all get some rest early!"
...
As they wrapped up for the day, Kate Winslet passed by Dunn Walker, her tone playful as she teased, "You almost made a mess of that sketch, Dunn Walker..."
Dunn Walker didn't hide his feelings and shook his head, "You were simply too captivating; I got distracted."
Kate's lovely face lit up with amusement, her eyes filled with mischief, "So, shall we continue tonight?"
Since arriving in Rosarito, they had spent most nights together.
"Sure."
"Your place or mine?"
"I'm easy, up to you."
Kate batted her bright eyes, "Let's go to my room then. My fiancé sent over a bottle of 1990 Romanée-Conti. Let's share a glass."
Dunn Walker chuckled, "Isn't it a bit improper for me to drink a gift your fiancé gave you?"
Kate giggled softly, glancing around before lowering her voice to say, "We've done much worse things; what's a glass of wine compared to that?"
Dunn Walker almost tripped. He couldn't help but laugh at the boldness of this open-minded British beauty. "Alright, but I'll come by later. I need to go over tomorrow's script first."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you." Kate's words paused for a moment before she playfully threw him a flirtatious glance, her allure undeniable.
Dunn Walker could barely contain himself, grinning mischievously. "I'll come by later for a taste of the 'delicacies.'"
Kate clearly understood the double meaning behind Dunn Walker's words and giggled softly. Worried about drawing attention, she kept her voice low but laced it with seductive charm. "Which delicacy would you like to taste first, strong director?"
"Ahem..."
Dunn Walker could barely handle it. The flirtations of Hollywood stars, with their seductive gazes, fiery chemistry, and undeniable allure, could pull the soul right out of a person!
"Alright, let's talk about this later. Grant is coming over, and I need to have a word with him."
Feeling a bit parched, Dunn Walker walked away to find Grant Hill, asking, "Any progress on the investigation?"
Grant looked serious, sighing, "After interviewing over 80 people this afternoon, we still haven't found anyone with a clear motive or any suspects."
Dunn Walker was surprised. Finding evidence could be difficult, but identifying a few suspects shouldn't be that hard. He hadn't expected Grant to come back with this answer.
"Not even the slightest lead?"
Grant shook his head, his gaze intense as he gritted his teeth, "If I find out who did it, I won't let them off easily!"
Dunn Walker's expression grew serious. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "An incident this severe, and after investigating all afternoon with no results... If this goes on, we may have to call the police."
Grant immediately shook his head. "Luckily, no tragedy has occurred yet. I've replaced the staff with reliable people, and we'll be more cautious moving forward. This kind of thing... it's best not to let it spread."
Dunn Walker sneered, "Not let it spread? Just because no one died, does that make it a small matter?"
A look of surprise flashed through Grant's eyes. "Dunn Walker, do you... have some suspicions?"
"It's simple. If Leo, Kate, or I ended up in the hospital, who would stand to benefit the most?" A cold smile crept across Dunn Walker's face. "Or rather, who would want to delay my filming schedule the most?"
Grant was bewildered at first, but then his eyes grew wider and wider in disbelief. A name came to his mind. "Are you saying... Jon Landau?"
Dunn Walker narrowed his eyes with an icy stare. "Ask yourself—who in the crew could sneak poison into the food without being noticed? It would have to be one of us... or..."
"Or someone with enough authority and influence over the crew to command others to act on their behalf..."
Grant gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine.
If it really was Jon Landau, the implications were terrifying.
Dunn Walker had always disliked Jon Landau, so Grant had sent him off to the New York set, preventing him from coming along to the current location. This provided Landau with an alibi, but it also gave him a strong motive to sabotage the shoot by orchestrating the poisoning from afar.
Cold sweat dripped from Grant's brow. This hypothesis was truly frightening.
Jon Landau... the producer of *Titanic*, one of the most powerful figures in the entire production.
If he was indeed working behind the scenes to undermine them, how could the film continue? With Landau's influence and connections in the crew, he could make things extremely difficult for Dunn Walker without leaving a trace.
No wonder they had spent the entire afternoon investigating and still found no clues!
"Dunn Walker, I don't think we should continue investigating this," Grant said with a resolute calm that brooked no argument.
"Oh? What do you plan to do?" Dunn Walker's eyes gleamed with suspicion.
Grant chuckled coldly. "Sometimes, the lack of evidence is the strongest evidence! Dunn Walker, I'm beginning to regret not following your advice earlier."