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No? Look, you're just... You're at a tricky stage right now with her, okay? And if you don't learn to connect, it's gonna stay broken for... What the fuck are you smiling at? Huh? Why are you smiling? I'm not. You are. Okay. Olivia, I'm up for a very exciting movie. And I think it's gonna happen. Oh, my god. Look, will you do me a favor? Yes. Turn up for her birthday party. Of course. Of course. Gosh! Hey, fink, let's meet up. I have some questions. I don't know. I just really want this. I mean, this is the role of a lifetime, and as my agent... Nick, I've got a good feeling, okay? Okay. Now, come on. I know how tense you get. This is going to help you relax. Fuck! Oh, my! Fuck, I love this so much.
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Yeah, fink, can you hold on? Excuse me, it's Los Angeles calling. I need to take this. Just two minutes. Of course. Can you hold one second? I'm getting on a boat. Thank you. Yeah. I mean, what do we know about this guy anyway? Is he a Spanish Dr. No? Is he into something strange? Allan did some research. Hold on. Allan, what does this guy do? He owns olive groves apparently. Also, he wrote this screenplay, and he wants Nick to star in it. Throw that in the fucking trash. Nick, you're fine. It's not like he's gonna want you to suck his dick or fuck his wife, or watch you watch him fuck his wife. I wouldn't think so. Relax. Have fun and give me a call when it's done. You can tell me all about it.
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Fink, you still there? I can hear you now. Did you talk to him? I talked to David. Oh, you're here. Great. Hold on. Right, we're doing cake. Uh... oh, my god, you're doing... I have to finish this call. Oh, my god! Jesus Christ! Come on! Fink, did you talk to him? Nick, can you hear me? Yes, I can hear you. What did he say? He said he loves you, but he ultimately went in a different direction for the role. Sorry, dude.
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
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Hi, Lewis. You're all grown up now. What, are you... What, are you 15? Dad, don't talk to Lewis. Okay. When she was nine years old, my daughter and I took our first trip together. We drove overnight, across the desert, to the Grand Canyon. You remember that, sweetheart? I do remember that. And when the sun came up, I pulled over to the side of the road as she rested her little head on my shoulder and we just watched...
The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent