In the open-air bar by the sea, the waiter brought wine and poured it for two customers.
Martin paid him a tip and asked him to leave. He held a glass and said, "The most Hollywood way to drink is to start drinking in the morning and drink until early morning."
Leonardo clinked glasses with Martin and said before drinking: "Be in moderation, you will gain weight."
Martin stared at him deliberately: "I understand."
"Hey, what do you mean by that look in your eyes?" Leonardo defended, "I tell you, I am a measured and planned person."
Martin nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, you are playing a big game!" He pinched his face, deliberately making it wider and fatter: "Didn't you look like this on purpose so that you can compete for Oscars? Actor?"
Leonardo stared with his big round eyes: "Is this my plan? Why don't I know?"
Martin took the bottle and poured wine for the two of them.
Leonardo curled his lips: "With my strength, do I need such a bad method?"
"You are noble, you are amazing!" Martin's words were like a curse: "In 1998, you said you were afraid of stealing the limelight and did not attend the Oscars, but you still stole all the limelight. Those old guys have a grudge. They are old and ugly, and they cannot be seen. Others are beautiful and handsome, but you can’t win an Oscar unless you cripple yourself.”
He deliberately prolonged his tone: "Leo, hurry up and become a greasy, fat middle-aged man!"
Leonardo pointed at Martin: "Others curse behind my back, but you bastard would be better off cursing me in front of my face!"
He had a ferocious smile on his face: "Stop talking about me, you don't understand your situation? You look like a scumbag, how can you win an Oscar if you don't ruin your image?"
"What you said makes sense, and I can't refute it!" Martin let out a long sigh, with deep helplessness on his face and in his words: "Handsome guys like us are destined for the Oscars. difficult."
Leonardo understood it deeply: "Because those old, frustrated and poor people are envious and jealous of us!"
Martin asked: "Are you planning to do it again next awards season?"
Leonardo nodded: "Of course I'll continue. I'm not short of money, women, or film contracts. There's always a goal in life."
Martin was shocked. The bastard on the other side was really not a human being.
Leonardo enjoyed the feeling of being shocked by Martin and said with a smile: "I can compete for best actor in two films this year, in addition to "The Departed" and "Blood Diamond."
"I'm going to be nominated for Best Supporting Actor," Martin said.
Leonardo has competed for the Olympics several times, so he simply said directly: "Prepare more money. If you don't have more than a million dollars to invest, I don't recommend you to participate. Throw money in for nothing."
"The brokerage company will invest resources." Martin roughly said: "There should be a sponsorship fee from Coca-Cola."
He mainly came to Leonardo for one thing: "In the awards season, can we join forces to make some noise and make more judges notice us?"
Leonardo knew that Martin was particularly capable of twists and turns, and was quite interested: "What good ideas do you have?"
Martin said: "Right now I just have a simple idea. After I refine it, we will convene the team to discuss it together."
Leonardo nodded: "Okay."
Martin toasted him specially: "I'll take advantage of your enthusiasm when I get there."
"Just don't rub my face!" Leonardo joked and said seriously: "You owe me a party!"
Martin thought for a while and asked: "Is anyone at Victoria's Secret getting married this year?"
Last time, he asked carefully about the fact that supermodels usually have a lot of fun at their bachelorette parties.
Leonardo's understanding of supermodels is beyond imagination: "If I remember correctly, AA will get engaged at the end of this year and will probably hold a bachelor party. They have been thinking about you..."
Martin couldn't forget the last Heidi Klum's bachelor party and said: "Ask carefully?"
Leonardo was very interested: "Wait for my news."
He did what he said and immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Ambrosio's number.
Ambrosio said that he plans to rent an island in the Caribbean for a party during his bachelor party.
She specifically asked Leonardo to invite Martin over and ask him to design a carnival theme.
The last yacht party was very memorable to all the supermodels and they had a great time.
Leonardo hung up the phone and told Martin the specific situation: "Man, it's up to you."
Martin responded immediately: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
The two drank another drink and soon left.
After Martin got in the car, he suddenly thought of a key question: What should Gisele Bündchen do when she goes to attend a bachelor party?
This kind of thing seems to be common in Hollywood?
At noon, Martin came to Century City and had lunch with Thomas.
Thomas broke the bad news first: "Yesterday Emma Thomas informed me that you did not pass the first round of selection for "The Prestige". She expressed her apology, and then Christopher Nolan called and explained the reason."
Martin is not surprised by this result. Originally, his real goal for Nolan was not the project of Fatal Magic.
Thomas continued: "Director Nolan thinks you are too young and lack the temperament of an English gentleman..."
Martin asked directly: "Is there anything else?"
"I heard some rumors." Thomas also has several informants on the crew: "The film's confirmed male lead, Christian Bale, interviewed the Nolans this week, and then the Nolans decided to cast another male lead. Use Hugh Jackman."
Martin recalled what happened in New York: "Bale seems to have a good relationship with Heath Ledger, and Hugh Jackman is a member of the Australian gang."
Thomas added: "Hollywood, this kind of thing has nothing to do with right or wrong, only position."
Of course Martin understands this. He used Heath Ledger's drug driving to do a lot of things in advance to pave the way for the next step, but there are also negative effects.
He thought for a moment and said, "You keep in touch with the Nolans."
"I will." Thomas mentioned a new situation: "At the last Warner party, Mene said that he had a good chat with Emma Thomas. Emma Thomas also mentioned that they have a small group of female producers and directors. Among them, Mene has a good reputation.”
Bruce answered suddenly and said to Martin first: "Don't worry about this matter." He then looked at Thomas: "Let's discuss it if there is any situation."
Martin glanced at Lao Bu and didn't say much.
Thomas automatically passed the topic and said the next thing: "I communicated with Coca-Cola. Coca-Cola said that they will sponsor you to compete for heavyweight awards during the awards season. They also hope that you can go one step further and get an Oscar nomination."
"That's good news," Martin said with a smile.
Thomas added: "Ali has communicated with Warner Bros. and Pacific Pictures, and both parties will help you strive for nominations, but that's it until the nomination, because the priority of "The Departed" during the awards season is Best Director and Best Picture. "
"I'll go talk to Louise this afternoon." Martin knew very well that it might cost billions.
It's really hard for a male star to get to the top!
Along the way, I don’t know how many tunnels I have to explore and how many interesting ways to explore the cableway.
Martin knows very well that if there is an autobiography in the future, there is one thing that cannot be avoided - Martin Davis slept together!
Thomas opened his briefcase, took out a thin script, and handed it to Martin: "For this year's Coca-Cola commercial, once the specific shooting time and director are confirmed, they will contact me as soon as possible. The commercial script has been finalized and will basically remain unchanged."
Martin's signing with Coca-Cola came with an advertisement, which was a streamlined version of the signing ceremony. It took time to shoot, and this was the first one.
He put down his knife and fork, opened the script, and read it carefully.
Coming up is the scorching sunshine, wild west, chaotic bars and handsome cowboys.
The plot is very simple. The leader who spreads the gospel of the Coca-Cola Cult in the West meets a local bully who is doing evil. The bully wants to do evil to the saints around the leader. After being beaten by the leader, he subdues him, pins him on the bar counter, and wakes him up with iced Coke. Conscience.
This is an advertisement that will be broadcast on public television stations, etc. Naturally, it cannot include a Coke bottle exploding head.
Martin read it quickly and said, "Isn't this an adapted version of my conflict with Pete at the bar?"
"That incident had a huge impact, and it is still a popular search on Google." Of course Thomas read the script: "Coca-Cola did a targeted market survey, and the absolute majority of people were quite disgusted with Pete on this matter."
He roughly explained: "Aniston is America's sweetheart, and Pitt divorced her as the cheating party. After the divorce, he interfered with Aniston's freedom."
Martin closed the script and put it away: "I guess Pete will be very unhappy after reading the commercial."
"What are you afraid of!" Thomas seemed confident: "The largest shareholder of Coca-Cola, Warren Buffett, has stood up to speak for you. Don't talk about Peter in an advertisement of this level. Even CAA has to keep his mouth shut."
Martin felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I couldn't see Buffett in New York this time."
Thomas comforted: "There is always a chance."
Looking at the time, Martin sent Louise a text message asking where she was.
A quick reply came back, asking him to go to his home in Sherman Oaks.
Martin told Thomas, went home, changed his clothes, and drove alone along Coty Street up the hill.
When he came to the south hillside, he saw Elizabeth Olsen coming out of the house holding a golden retriever and parking the car on the side of the road.
Elizabeth, recognizing Martin's crowd, immediately took the dog and quickened her pace.
Martin lowered the passenger door and said, "Where's the dog walking?"
"Yes." Elizabeth became more mature. She lowered her body and leaned against the car window: "I haven't seen you for a long time."
Martin found an excuse: "I'm always busy in this business, and I have to travel everywhere."
Elizabeth, whose sisters were celebrities, knew something about it: "Celebrities are busy people."
Martin glanced over there. Because she was leaning against the car window, the collar of Elizabeth's sweatshirt had fallen down.
He turned back and said, "I have something to go to your neighbor's house. Let's talk when we have time."
Elizabeth stood up, returned to the sidewalk, and waved to Martin.
Martin went to Louise's home to discuss whether Pacific Pictures and Louise would support him in competing for awards next awards season.
A deposit of several hundred million is essential.
(End of chapter)
