Marietta, Clayton Community.
Lily pulled the cart hard and came out of Nani's small supermarket. There was a wooden box on the cart.
Nani asked: "Do you want me to help you?"
The car horn sounded at this time, and a black BMW 7 parked next to Lily.
Elena opened the door and got out of the car and asked, "Where did it come from?"
Lily pointed to the label on the box: "A gift from Martin to you and me."
Elena opened the trunk, moved the boxes into the car with Lily, and waved to the supermarket: "Nani, thank you."
"You're welcome." Nani asked curiously: "Martin has become a big star. When will he come back?"
Elena turned to the driver's seat: "He's not going back to Atlanta."
Lily got into the passenger seat and urged Elena: "Go home, go home quickly!"
The gift this time was particularly heavy, and she wanted to know what Martin had mailed.
The BMW parked in front of the house, and the two sisters moved the box together and placed it in the center of the living room. Lily took a screwdriver and quickly opened the lid of the box. A lot of anti-collision sponge was stuffed inside.
Elena opened it and found two mahogany gift boxes and some turquoise stones.
In addition, there is a note.
Lily reached out to take it, but Elena slapped her back. She muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's not for you alone..."
Elena glanced and Lily closed her mouth.
Although she is taller than Elena, she does not dare to provoke her sister.
Elena picked up the letter, and looking at the crooked handwriting, she knew it was written by the idiot Martin.
The gift box was for her, and the stones were all for Lily.
Elena took out a mahogany gift box and opened it, which contained an emerald green bead chain bracelet.
Inside the other box is a jade tablet.
Elena put away the gift box and handed the letter to Lily: "The rest are yours."
Lily could tell that these were no ordinary stones, so she took one in her hand and said, "Martin gave you jewelry. Why don't you go to Los Angeles to thank him?"
"No." Elena glanced at Lily.
Lily immediately looked down at the box.
Elena warned: "Don't tell Scott and Emma these things."
When she heard her parents' names, Lily shrugged: "Scott fell in love with a rich woman, and Emma disappeared for another week. We have a good pair of parents."
She no longer thought about her annoying parents and instead said, "Martin has made a fortune. He mailed so many good things. Did he steal all of Anne's money? He can cheat money and sex."
Elena thought about the things Martin did before going to Los Angeles, and it seemed like he could really do it.
Lily asked tentatively: "During spring break, shall we go to Los Angeles?"
Elena clenched her fists and asked, "Do you have money?"
Lily didn't dare to say anything more, so she quickly picked up a long piece of jadeite from the box, sat in front of the box and thought: "Give it to me to practice carving. The carving teacher in the school's interest class has a very good family background, and is not as luxurious as me." , what should I carve into?"
"Yes!" Lily thought of a good idea: "Elena, let me help you..."
Before she finished speaking, Elena strode over, raised her fist and hit Lily on the head: "Idiot, shut up!"
Lily's thoughts were immediately shattered.
Harris came in from the outside at this time and shouted as he entered: "I have good news for you! I just got the news from Robert from the Marietta Theater Company. Martin's new play will be shot in Atlanta in a few months."
Elena and Lily were silent at the same time.
Harris wondered: "Aren't you happy?"
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Burbank, Warner Studios.
After the creative meeting with the Wanted crew, the art director and set crew headed to Atlanta to set up the studio.
“Kelly has converted the entire GM Center workshop into a sound stage.”
In the office, Louise sat on a swivel chair, gently pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, and said to Martin: "That slut has reserved two studios for the crew, and the rent will be directly included in the production cost. Do you think it's feasible?"
Martin is still eating soft food and has no right to refuse: "As long as you don't have any objection."
Taking into account the cost, being able to participate in the profit sharing of the film is much more cost-effective than calculating the rent alone. He also had an idea: "I only need a salary of 1 million US dollars, and the remaining 2 million US dollars will be included in the investment cost?"
Louise didn't care: "I have no objection."
This brings Martin's total investment in the project to $5 million.
In fact, he actually spent less than 1 million.
"The project is in normal preparation. The specific shooting time will depend on the results of "The Departed."" Martin emphasized: "In the next period of time, I will try my best to compete for the role in the crew of "The Departed."
Louise nodded slightly: "I have basically reached an agreement with Warner Bros. You bring the capital into the group, but Scorsese has the final say in the selection of actors. The key lies in his choice."
She thought for a while and then said: "Actually, apart from the four main characters, I can guarantee that you will definitely win the other characters."
"Compete for the second leading role first!" Martin had some thoughts: "I met Daniel from Warner Bros. a few days ago and heard him talk about something. For filming needs, Scorsese is going to go to the Boston Police Department for a field trip. I need His itinerary and entourage."
Louise's words were similar to Thomas: "That's Martin Scorsese, not those little guys like Adrian, don't mess around."
She specifically said: "Scorsese's ability in that area has long since expired. He is not interested in men or women. From all indications, he will not be able to win the Oscar this time. I have contacted him several times, and it is related to competing for the Oscar again." , Scorsese attaches unprecedented importance to it.”
Martin revealed the plan: "I practiced my Boston accent for a long time, but I didn't think it was enough. From the first version of the script you got, the second protagonist is a police officer. I want to go to the Boston Police Department to experience life."
Louise understood what Martin meant: "You want Scorsese to see it?"
Martin asked: "What's the point of experiencing life if you don't let the director see it?"
Louise nodded: "Let your agent contact the Boston Police Department first. They will probably agree. I'll go check with Scorsese."
Martin went out and called Thomas, and WMA would contact Boston as quickly as possible.
Louise had extensive connections at Warner Bros. and quickly got some information.
When Martin came back, she said: "In addition to screenwriter William Mohanna, Scorsese's personal assistant and casting director Allen will accompany Scorsese to Boston. It's hard to say what the itinerary will be. There are too many variables. .”
Martin suddenly remembered: "I heard Thomas mention Ellen, and Thomas had dinner with her several times."
The casting director visited the Boston Police Department to prepare for future castings.
Louise said: "Since Thomas knows her, then find a way to get her. If she is willing to reveal the information, Scorsese's schedule in Boston will be transparent to you."
"I'm going to give Thomas another touch," Martin said.
He made a phone call to Thomas in the office and said roughly, again CPU: "Bring money into the team, I can get the ticket for the final selection of the second protagonist. Get the casting director Allen, I am the one doing the selection The key to victory, Thomas, I'm counting on you now."
Thomas had been cruel before and was fully prepared mentally. He said it now without any psychological barriers: "Martin, even if she wants me to accompany her for one night, there is no problem. She does whatever she wants, and I will accompany her!"
"I'm waiting for your good news," Martin said.
Seeing him hang up the phone, Louise said: "Besides those bad methods, what other options do you have?"
"There is another very crucial link." Martin did not explain to Louise, but came to the window and dialed Robert's mobile phone number.
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Marietta Community Theater, Atlanta.
Several vans were parked at the main entrance, and many young actors came in and out, loading boxes into the vans one by one.
Robert directed several people to carefully move out his inventory from the theater, and kept reminding: "Coke has glass bottles, so be sure to handle them with care."
One of the young actors asked curiously: "Director, why did you save so much expired Coke?"
"You don't understand." Robert would not explain to these people. He pointed to the cargo compartment that belonged to him and said, "Put all the Coke inside and fix it with anti-shocks."
He wiped the sweat from his big head and shouted to the other person: "Where's the olive oil?"
Several more people came out of the theater holding boxes: "The olive oil is here."
The two young actors carrying the table came out last, muttering as they walked: "Director, why do you have to carry this broken table with you?"
Robert had a serious look on his face: "Get the key items into the car quickly."
This is the altar where ceremonies are held.
The Marietta Community Theater was corporatized, and Jerome established an agency specializing in servicing young actors.
Knowing that Robert had a good relationship with Martin and had always kept in touch, Jerome not only made Robert the artistic director, but also made him a partner.
Several vans set off and headed toward Peachtree Street.
Robert, driving a Cadillac, followed the convoy.
Arriving at the small office building rented by the company, Robert asked someone to move the desk up first and place it in the new office facing the west.
When the coke and olive oil were brought in, the high priest was about to call Martin when Martin's phone came.
"Robert, something's wrong, Coke."
"I've got a new office here, and I'm going to put Cokes there. Are you vying for new roles over there?"
“In addition to The Mountain Has Eyes, I also have two other projects.”
"I understand." Robert said no more, hung up the phone, took out a small notebook, strictly followed the recording process, and got busy.
Three bottles of Coca-Cola produced in 2003 were placed on the old office desk and were smeared with olive oil.
Then, Robert stood in front of the wooden table and muttered something.
The new assistant knocked on the door and entered the office.
Robert pointed to the altar and said solemnly: "No one is allowed to touch the things on this, remember."
The assistant quickly responded: "Yes, Director."
Robert came to the new office window and said to himself: "I wish Martin all the best."
(End of chapter)
