Los Angeles Satellite City, Sherman Oaks. Martin drove into the courtyard of an independent villa on the south hillside.
The car crossed the lawn and stopped at the side of the villa with red roof and white walls. Martin took the gift from the co-pilot and got out of the car.
Louise, wearing a suspender skirt and a silk shawl, hurried up to meet her. Before she even got close, she asked, "Where's my Italian cannon?" Martin presented a gift box: "Drunkard, can you be a little patient?" Yi Si was not polite to Martin and took it and opened it directly. Inside was a bottle of wine.
She understood at a glance: "Liquor?" Martin said, "Try it, each has its own flavor." The two entered the villa together, and a 40-year-old white woman stood at the door of the villa.
Louise said: "This is Mary, my housekeeper." She briefly introduced Martin: "He is Martin. Give him a key to the house. He can come at any time." Mary responded.
After passing through the front hall and entering the living room of the villa, Martin saw a long bar. The glass wine cabinet behind the bar was densely packed with wine.
In the most conspicuous place of the bar, a crystal glass display cabinet was erected, with several copper plate certificates placed inside. Certification as the creator of three new cocktails, Penicillin, Screwball and Romantic Halo, issued by the International Bartenders Association.
Louise warned Martin: "Don't laugh. Whatever you trade to me is mine." Martin pulled up the high chair and sat down: "I didn't laugh, and I didn't say it wasn't yours." Mary then handed over the key. He consciously left the villa and went to the annex building next to it.
Louise untied her shawl, threw it on the sofa, and sat opposite Martin: "I haven't settled the score with you yet. You and Kelly, that bitch, why did you call my cell phone? Do you know how uncomfortable I am?" Martin Pointing to the essence of the problem: "Why didn't you hang up?" Louise couldn't explain it at all. She, an alcoholic and a pervert, was so heartbroken that she took out her mobile phone and dialed Kelly's number. When she was connected, she turned on the speaker: " If you dare to hang up, I won't have a friend like you!" Martin picked up the mixing pot and mixed penicillin and expansion screws respectively.
When the female drunkard came to get the drink, he pinned her down on the bar. Martin heard the sound of huffing and puffing: "Kelly, long time no see, I suddenly remembered a sentence, life is so sexy, your posture must look good!" Kelly's voice came from the mobile phone: "Martin Davis , Louise Meyer, you couple of bitches!" Louise tasted the expansion screw first, and then enjoyed the penicillin.
That peculiar flavor becomes more and more intense as you go to the end. After a long time, Louise's mobile phone ran out of battery and automatically shut down.
The dog man and woman calmed down and were finally able to talk properly. Martin took out a pen and paper, wrote two notes in a row, and said: "The Italian cannon is improved from the French 75, and the taste is a bit picky."
"Hmm." Louise lay on the bar, too lazy to move. Martin tore off a piece of note paper and handed it to Louise: "Italian cannon." Louise picked it up with her fingers and stuffed it into a drawer next to her, jumped down and put on her suspender skirt, and lay on Martin's arm lying across the bar: "How is Los Angeles?" Martin smiled: "Except for missing you, everything else is fine." Louise knew he was coaxing, but she seemed happy and asked, "How is your accent?" Martin changed to Hollywood Accent: "I've been taking classes and practicing, and I'm much better than before. Listen, do you feel like a big star?"
"It's easy to be a star." Louise sighed deliberately: "It's hard to be a bartender master." Martin supported Louise's lying body with his left hand, and tore up the second note with his right hand: "This is the rocket. The raw materials require some thought.”
"Why do the names of your cocktails always remind people of huge cylinders?" Louise straightened up, walked out of the bar, picked up the black-rimmed glasses and put them on. The dissolute air of the drunkard and pervert dissipated. She opened a cabinet and took out the ones she had already prepared. The document bag was handed to Martin: "Take a look." Martin found that the document bag was marked with Warner Bros., and opened it to find the script and plan.
"Look at me, I've forgotten things after drinking too much." Louise took away the plan and put it back in the cabinet, saying: "I'm back for vacation this time, and I'm working on a new platter project, initiated by Warner Bros., my Pacific Pictures Prepare to participate." The script has no name, only a code name
"House", Martin flipped through it quickly, a typical American two-stroke horror story about a young man traveling.
The story mainly takes place in a wax museum in an abandoned town. Louise simply said: "The remake of Warner Bros.'s "The Devil in the Wax Museum", the Hilton family's slut will bring money to join the production." At this point, she started to be unserious again: "Have you seen her A video tape, right? Honestly, how is her skill?" Martin really watched it: "It seems like her eyes and breasts are not the same size." Louise was very curious: "Let me take a look when I have time, and we can watch it together." Martin was still flipping through it. The script, asked: "There are two heavy male characters."
"Apply for whichever one you like." Louise briefly explained the project situation: "The public cost of the film is 40 million US dollars, and the actual investment... You have experienced "Zombie Gigolo", this kind of film production does not cost much. , you have the qualifications of a leading actor with a North American box office of nearly 7 million US dollars, and you are very competitive." Martin closed the script: "The key is that you are there." Louise reminded: "Pacific Pictures is just Warner Bros., Fox and Lang* As the fourth investor besides **, I participated in a large-scale epic production in Morocco. When I returned to North America, I didn’t have the energy to take care of the crew. If you want to win the role, you have to work hard." She will not give up to Martin. Practical fantasy: "I can't guarantee that you will get the role, but you must be the strongest competitor." Martin picked up the script and asked, "Shall I discuss it with my agent?"
"Okay." Louise agreed. Martin thought of Louise's words just now: "You invested in an epic masterpiece? Cooperated with Warner Bros.?" Louise said: "The film is almost finished filming, so don't think about it."
"That's not what I meant." Martin explained: "I heard people say that Warner Bros. and Brad Pitt collaborated on a new Trojan Horse Massacre." Louise shook her head: "You are talking about Troy, I invested in it It's another one, about Alexander the Great." Martin was not so bad that he couldn't be saved, so he asked: "Has all the money been invested?"
"Of course." Louise went to get the wine glass and poured a glass of wine for herself and Martin: "So, I have to keep an eye on the set." Martin didn't know what to say. In fact, it was inappropriate to say anything. No qualifications to speak of.
Louise toasted to Martin and said, "Come on, let's take a shower first, and then watch the Hilton family's sluts together." Martin hugged her directly: "Do you have a video tape?" Louise hung on Martin: " I got it a long time ago, but I haven’t watched it yet.” Not long after, in Louise’s private screening room, Fake was playing on the screen, and Fake was playing below.
Louise took out Martin's cell phone and dialed Kelly's number. When the call was connected over there, Kelly shouted: "You man and woman, if you want to open the phone, hurry up!" Martin clicked on his cell phone to talk to the phone.
Louise was going to Brentwood to have dinner with her family in the evening. When it got dark, she got into a Bentley and left the villa.
Martin took the script and headed straight to Century City. To compete for this critical role, agents are essential.
Although it was dark, Martin always believed that Thomas was a very professional agent.
I definitely wouldn’t mind talking about work at this time. He specifically called Thomas midway. ...In Century City, in a high-end restaurant, Thomas very gentlemanly helped his girlfriend pull out her chair and waited for her to sit down before going to the opposite side.
He asked someone to book a seat and apologized specifically: "Amanda..." Amanda turned to look at the night view outside the window and said softly: "I'll give you a chance to see your performance." Thomas loosened his tie and laughed.
The waiter brought the menu, and Thomas asked Amanda to order. Just as they finished ordering, Thomas' cell phone rang suddenly.
Amanda's face dropped. Thomas was cruel and cut off the phone. But within ten seconds, the call came back, and the name on the caller ID was Martin Davis.
"There may be an emergency." Thomas quickly explained: "I just want to ask, just one thing." Amanda was not an unreasonable person and nodded slightly.
Thomas answered the phone and pinched the fuse that was burning in his chest: "If you have something to say, please tell me something." Martin is a very particular person, without any nonsense, he said directly: "We have a very important job to talk about, the actor who invested 4,000 US dollars in the project , Warner Bros. and Fox co-produced, Pacific Pictures participated in the platter, Louise Mayer fought for the opportunity for me." He emphasized: "I just got the script from Louise, Thomas, we have already seized it Opportunity!" Thomas immediately realized the importance of this opportunity to Martin and to him, and without thinking: "Where are you, let's meet now..." At this point, he suddenly realized.
apThings shouldn't be like this. I took some time tonight to apologize to Amanda before going to the hotel.
Thomas covered the phone receiver: "Amanda, please listen to my explanation..." On the opposite side, Amanda put on her coat and gave Thomas a middle finger regardless of being in a high-end restaurant: "We are finished." Thomas looked at the phone in his hand. Then he looked at Amanda who was leaving quickly, hesitating.
Martin's voice rang again on the phone: "A $40 million production, the leading actor, we can't miss it!" Thomas cursed Martin ten thousand times in his heart. If he could kill someone with his mind, Martin would definitely explode on the spot.
Love and career, dog-licking and success, what choice should you make? Thomas was still hesitating, and Martin's voice came out again: "Where are you? I'll go find you." An outstanding newcomer trained by an old entertainment agency made a man's choice. Thomas punched the armrest of the sofa and said, "I In Century City, you come here quickly." This *** life, these *** customers.
