Chapter 189 She does whatever she wants, I will accompany her
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 moment, 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 mailed.
The BMW parked in front of the house. 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 also 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 looked at the crooked handwriting. She knew it was written by the idiot Martin.
The gift box is for her, and the stones are all for Lily.
Elena took out a mahogany gift box and opened it, which contained an emerald green bead chain bracelet.
In 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?"
“I'm not going.” Elena glanced at Lily.
Lily immediately lowered her head to look at the box.
Elena warned: "Don't tell Scott and Emma these things."
Hearing 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 stopped thinking about her annoying parents and said instead: "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 what Martin did before going to Los Angeles. 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?”
Burbank, Warner Studios.
After the main creative meeting of the Wanted crew, the art director and the set crew headed to Atlanta to set up the studio.
“Kelly has transformed the entire General Motors Center workshop into a photo studio.”
In the office, Louise sat on a swivel chair, gently pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, and said to Martin: "That **** 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 have no 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 has an idea: "I only need a salary of 1 million U.S. dollars, and the remaining 2 million U.S. dollars will be included in the investment cost?"
Louise didn't care: “I don't have a problem with it.”
This brings Martin's total investment in the project to $5 million.
In fact, the money he actually spent was less than 1 million.
“The project is under normal preparation, and 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 money to join the team, but Scorsese has the right to decide on the choice of actors. The key lies in his choice." She thought for a while and said again. : "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.”
Louis'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 said the plan: "I have practiced my Boston accent for a long time, but I think it is not 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."
Louis understood what Martin meant: "You want Scorsese to see it?"
Martin asked: "What's the point of experiencing life without letting the director see it?"
Louis nodded: "Let your agent contact the Boston Police Department first. They will probably agree. I'll go and inquire about Scorsese."
Martin called Thomas when he went out and WMA would contact Boston as quickly as possible.
Louise has extensive connections at Warner Bros. and quickly got some news.
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 on the spot, naturally to prepare for future casting.
Louis 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."
Martin said: "I'll let Thomas touch it again."
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 has been angry before and is well prepared. Now he says it without any psychological barriers: "Martin, even if she wants me to stay with her for one night, there is no problem. She does whatever she wants, and I will accompany her!"
Martin said: "I am waiting for your good news."
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.
Atlanta, Marietta Community Theater.
Several vans were parked at the main entrance. Many young actors came in and out, and boxes were loaded into the vans one by one.
Robert directed a few people to carefully move out his inventory from the theater, and kept reminding: "The CocCola bottles have glass bottles, so be sure to handle them with care."
One of the young actors asked curiously: "Director, why do you have so many expired Cokes?"
"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 Cokes inside and fix them with anti-shocks."
He wiped the sweat from his big head and shouted to another person: "Where's the olive oil?"
Several people came out of the theater carrying 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: "Hurry up and move the key items into the car."
This is the altar where ceremonies are held.
The Marietta Community Theater was corporatized, and Jerome established an agency specifically to provide services for 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 drove the Cadillac and 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 cola and olive oil were brought in, the high priest was about to call Martin when Martin's phone came.
“Robert, there's something wrong, Coke.”
“I've got a new office here, and I'm going to put Cokes there. Are you competing 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 CocCola produced in 2003 were placed on the old office desk and 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 this chapter)
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