After two hours at the reception, Simon and Janet left just after 9:30.
On Sunset Boulevard, red faced Janet leaned against the slightly open window and blew for a while. Then she looked at Simon beside her and said, "little boy, are you going to agree?"
Simon nodded: "yes, Orion's conditions are still very sincere."
"But," said Janet, tilting her head, "they only give you a week to try, so you're not afraid they'll kick you out on purpose?"
Simon naturally has such worries. He is not an innocent person, and he knows that Hollywood is full of innumerable intrigues. However, if he wants to launch "Lola Run" in the short term, he can not have other better options. Moreover, at the reception just now, Brian De Palma gave Simon another guarantee.
"Didn't you just hear that? Brian said that as long as Orion finally chooses me as the director, he can be the executive producer of the film
Although Bryan De Palma's fame is far less effective than Spielberg's, and in the last two years, he is still a well-known director in Hollywood. It's still possible to add a lot of attention to this film by being named as an executive producer in a completely new work.
In addition, Simon also has enough confidence in his own strength. As long as Orion does not intend to capture the film maliciously at the beginning, he believes it will have a very good result.
However, in this way, the debt will be bigger and bigger.
What's more, Orion, with a budget of $1 million, naturally won't agree with Sandra, a new unqualified actress, to play the leading role, which is also a problem.
Janet, sitting on the co pilot's seat, noticed Simon's frowning and silence for a moment. "If you hadn't donated that money, you would have been able to make this movie now, wouldn't you?"
Simon heard that Janet suddenly mentioned it again. He glanced at the woman and saw that she was slightly sorry. He said, "this has nothing to do with you. If I want to keep the money, none of you will want to take it from me."
Janet blinked her eyes, a little more dissatisfied in her expression, and insisted, "it doesn't matter. It must be."
Simon laughed, stopped answering and began to concentrate on driving.
Janet, like a little girl, turned her head and suddenly seemed to get angry with Simon.
Ford went along the winding Sunset Boulevard at the foot of Santa Monica mountain. After more than ten minutes, Janet noticed a neon billboard on the side of the road, then turned her head again and said, "Hey, it's past palisade. Are you lost?"
Palisade belongs to the semi mountain luxury residential area on the western edge of the downtown Los Angeles section of the Santa Monica Mountains. Although it still belongs to the city of Santa Monica, it goes further to the end of Sunset Avenue and turns to California Highway 1, which is the Malibu area.
This side has obviously missed the Montana district where Simon lives.
Simon shook his head and said, "no, don't you live in Malibu? I'll take you back. "
Janet curled her lips and said contemptuously, "coward, you're afraid I'll stay at your house."
Simon smiles and says, "you're drinking."
Jeanette was stunned, but a little unconvinced, and said, "did you drink, too?"
Simon only drank a very light cocktail at the beginning of the reception, which was not as strong as beer. Janet asked the waiter to mix a high concentration vodka after he talked with Mike medova. Simon naturally didn't trust the woman to drive back like this.
Seeing that Janet was still looking at herself, Simon shrugged and said, "so I'm a man. Even if I'm caught by the police, I'll go to jail."
When Janet heard Simon's words, her long eyelashes flashed a few times, and suddenly she seemed to soften down, leaning sideways against the seat, her eyes full of water.
Simon felt that the woman beside him suddenly did not move. He turned his head and took a look. He immediately pretended to be scared and had a cold war. He said, "don't look like this. People are not delicious at all."
Janet blinked a few more times, suddenly reached over and pinched Simon's waist mercilessly. She said bitterly, "asshole, you are really a little asshole."
With all this noise, Ford had already come to a mansion near malibudume park.
Simon stopped and looked at Janet, who was still on the co pilot's seat, gasping like a little girl. After a pause, he leaned over and gave Janet a kiss on her cheek and said, "OK, good night, go back to bed early. Also, lend me the car and give it back to you tomorrow. "
Jeanette found that when Simon came up, she raised her cheek and let him kiss her. She immediately felt that she was too disheartened. But, hearing Simon's advice, she nodded and reluctantly pushed the door to get off.
Looking at the black sliding iron door on the opposite side of the road, which opened and closed slowly, Simon turned the front of the car and drove towards the road.Inside the mansion, Janet felt that her drinking might not wake up, or even a bit more intense.
Turn on all the lights in the living room, the whole person fell on the sofa, feeling a little floating, so he rolled left and right.
And then it fell on the carpet.
Rubbed to rub a head, some ache, very naturally exasperate a certain guy body.
Then I thought of what happened tonight.
After pondering for a moment, he soon made up his mind.
Don't want to get up, so like a lazy cat, rubbed to the side of the sofa, stretched out his hand to pull down the phone, held in his arms, slowly dialed a series of numbers.
After a few beeps, the phone is connected.
"Hi, iceberg, have you missed me recently?"
The quality of long-distance calls across the ocean is very poor, not only with obvious waiting time, but also with current tone.
A moment later, there was a reply, very impolite.
She was not angry, but giggled.
"Of course, I have something to do with you. No matter who wants to talk to you, I'm afraid of freezing Well, well, here it is. Lend me one million. By the way, it's US dollars I don't want to talk to the old man. Also, tell him that if he dares to send some messy men over to have a blind date with me, I will marry a woman openly Please, if you don't want to borrow it, I'll have to sell stocks Woo, you are a cold-blooded woman. You even think about my stock. Are we still relatives? Be careful that I break up with you How much can you lend me Half a million? How can you only have half a million OK, OK, it's still daytime in Melbourne. You call me now, I'll use it tomorrow That's it. Goodbye. I'll freeze to death if I talk to you for a while
Wake up the next day and get breakfast ready.
There is no dining table in the dining room. You can only sit by the bar in the kitchen and eat slowly.
There are some worries about how to talk to Sandra Bullock about last night. During this time, Sandra also spent a lot of energy on the film. They originally agreed to go through all the scenic spots that they had explored today.
Mike medova said he could think about it for a few days, but Simon didn't intend to delay.
It seems that there is only a chance to make compensation later.
So, after breakfast, Simon was about to call Sandra Bullock for a chat when the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, Janet, who has changed into a casual dress today, appears outside again.
Simon looked around again and asked, "how did you get here?"
Janet looked up her limited edition Hermes satchel with disdain. "You don't think I have only one car, do you?"
"Well," Simon said, letting Janet in. "So, what's going on today?"
Janet didn't say much. She took out a check from her satchel and handed it to Simon: "well, you can shoot" Lola Run "according to your own mind. If it's not enough, I can get some more next month."
Simon looked at the check. It was $680000. According to the budget of the production assistant he hired, it would be enough.
It's just that.
Simon hesitated for a moment and then said, "Jennie, I'm very confident in my film. However, you should also know that the film should be regarded as the most risky investment in the world. No one can predict whether a film will succeed or not. "
Before Simon could finish, Janet rolled her eyes impatiently. "That's a long story, little boy. Do you want it or not?"
"Yes," Simon nodded at once, but said quickly, "but if you lose, don't cry, especially not as you did in the hospital that day."