DAVID DUCHOVNY
Californication (Showtime)
It's always hard to end a season. It's even harder when you know it's going to end the series. I would catch myself thinking, "This is the last scene I'm going to do with [actor Evan Handler], aka The Runkles. This is the last god-awful herbal cigarette. This is the last time I try to convince the very English co-star Natascha McElhone to pronounce something incorrectly by lying to her ('I swear that's how we say schedule -- just like you, shedule!')." It was very nostalgic, like being at a three-month wake, but the happy kind, with singing and dancing. On the last day of work, I was in the Porsche, parked overlooking the ocean. In the scene, I'm leaving the car behind, which was like leaving a person behind, and it wasn't even a talking car! After a few takes, my friend and the director, Adam Bernstein, asked me if I could think of any reason to go again. I wracked my brain -- nope. So we wrapped me for the day, for the season, for the show. Tom Kapinos, the show's creator and driving force, came up to me, and we took a little walk away from the car, with the Pacific in the background, the sun setting. He cried on that walk. Maybe we both did? A minute of mourning, and then I'm back in my own car driving home thinking, "What the hell am I going to do next?"
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