a blonde woman we've never seen before appears and blasts away on her machine gun before jumping out the window and serving us the most obvious stunt double ever.
I can only imagine how the casting agent presented this situation to the director:
Livingstone: So, Sarah, we're shooting the church stunt today, could you get the stunt woman ready for make-up?
Sarah: Yeah, about that... She kinda isn't here, so we had to get someone else.
Livingstone: Well, does she look like the actress she's standing in for?
Sarah: Uh, she's not as much a 'she' as she is a... em... 'he'.
Livingstone: What? Everybody is going to notice if a big burly stunt guy suddenly takes over!
Sarah: In fact, he's quite a bit shorter than her. I think it will work out, though, as soon as the interpreter has managed to explain what he's supposed to do.
Livingstone: He's a Mexican?!
Sarah: No, no, he's Asian.
Livingstone: Oh god, please tell me his skin color is at least close to white!
Sarah: Actually, he's one of those dark ones.
Livingstone: Jesus Christ, just give him a damned wig and get him ready. I'll see what I can do.
Sarah: Yeah, that's another thing. We can't find the long blonde wig, so we'll have to settle for a short grey one. And the interpreter isn't completely sure, but he thinks the stunt guy refuses to shave his moustache.
The name of the casting agent has been altered in the above dramatization, not just because I want to protect her privacy, but also because this movie has no end credits.