

"A year ago, Summertime Blues hadn't hit the theaters, Brad. "She's not worth anywhere near that much," Brad said."A year ago she was paid $375,000, flat.


"Believe me, fourteen million and fifteen points is a perfectly sane figure, from my client's point of view." "I've had my medication for today, Brad," I said. Someone would eventually have to wipe them all off. It looked like a litter of poodles had levitated six feet off the ground and schmooged their noses against the window. Each quiet thock left a tiny imprint on the glass. My hands were currently occupied with a blue rubber racquetball, which I was lightly bouncing off the pane of my office window. Headsets are a godsend they allow you to speak on the phone while leaving your hands free for the truly important things. " Fourteen million and fifteen percent of the gross? For Michelle Beck? You're out of your fucking mind, Tom."
