MTL - American Fame and Fortune

Chapter 108 Orphan

 Facing Martin, Zomi talked like he was talking to his screenwriter friend David Johnson.

"She probably suffered from a pituitary disorder or something like that, which caused her to still look like a ten-year-old child when she was in her twenties." Zomi recalled: "An immigrant couple adopted her, but unfortunately something happened very quickly. A fire suddenly broke out in the immigrant’s house, and everyone except the girl died in the fire.”

 Martin felt a sense of familiarity. He listened and recalled it carefully.

Zomi's words continued: "After multiple investigations, the police found that this girl had been involved in the death of the adoptive family before. The local area spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find out her true age. She is a psychopathic adult!"

Martin has watched countless movies and TV shows, and some of them have been forgotten for a long time. After some reflection, he gradually came to the impression that it was a scary **** with twin tails.

It seems that the translated version is called "Orphan's Revenge", and I have long forgotten the character's name.

 Soon, Martin recalled more related memories, and he was basically sure that he had watched it after 2010.

 He asked: "Zomi, do you plan to adapt it into a movie?"

"I have this idea, a psychological horror film." Zomi smiled: "David and I discussed this topic last year. At that time, I was just a director who shot commercials and MVs, and David was just one of Darabont's One of the assistants is an inconspicuous one. He studied screenwriting, but he has never written a script independently. Even if we come up with a script, the result will not be optimistic. "

 Martin has been in Los Angeles for a few months and nodded: "The status of screenwriters is too low."

Zomi took a sip of beer: "So, I accepted the invitation of Joe Silver and Susan Levin to serve as the director of this film. With this qualification, David and I will work on a new script Come out, the producers will pay more attention to it.”

Martin agreed: "When "Horror House of Waxwork" is released, you will be a well-known director. When the time comes to recommend a script, not to mention Susan, even the top management of Warner Bros. will look at it carefully."

Zomi smiled and said, "I hope so. Hollywood has no idea how many scripts it will take and it will take more than ten years."

Martin also laughed: "I heard Susan mention that there are still scripts bought out in the early 1990s in the Warner Bros. warehouse. Maybe the author sold the script and forgot about it."

 Zomi knows more: “It is difficult for a newcomer’s script who is not a member of the Screenwriters Guild to sell for $10,000.”

 Martin held out the wine bottle: "Zomi, if your project comes to fruition and there are suitable roles, we will continue to cooperate."

Zomi clinked the wine bottles with him again: "This is what I want to say, Martin, except for those two days during the filming, your condition was very good. If the crew is all actors like you, the director can do a lot."

  Martin said: "The main thing is that you are professional enough, explain the play clearly, and let me know what to do."

"It's uncertain what the future of this project will be." Zomi, like Martin, is a newcomer to Hollywood and is not very confident: "The earliest I can't recommend it to Susan or Warner Bros. is until "Horror House of Wax" is completed. ”

  Martin asked: “Is the script finished?”

Zomi shook his head: "David and I just discussed the frame and direction of the story, and he is sorting out the information and outline."

Martin said: "If you can, once the script is completed, let me read it. To be honest, Zomi, I know a few investors."

Zomi has worked as a music video and advertising director, and has a good understanding of the industry's ecology. He also guessed that there is someone behind or under Martin, and said: "No problem, I will contact you as soon as the script is completed."

 The two clinked bottles again and drank the wine very happily.

 After a while, Mene ran over and said, "What are you doing here? There are so many hot girls dancing over there. I didn't even notice it during the day. Molly has a great figure!"

 Martin pointed to the other side of the crowd: "Man, hurry up and get there, you won't be able to pick up girls if you're too late."

But Mene said: "Boss, don't be joking. If you want Uncle Mene to serve, they have to pay!"

 In the next two days, the four of them tried some fun activities besides hunting.

Martin put on protective clothing, focusing on the crotch protector, and had a kangaroo boxing match. The big kangaroo did not follow martial ethics and always liked to use its lower limbs to kick people's vital parts.

Compared to Mene, Martin is physically stronger and more agile. His martial arts experience in his previous life, and his long-term fitness and training after coming here, he finally beat the 1.7-meter-high kangaroo and fled in panic.

This thing wants to run, but people can't catch it with their legs alone.

Three days later, Martin and the four of them returned to Los Angeles on the same plane, carrying souvenirs such as crocodile teeth and bison horns processed by the hunting club.

 Zomi was picked up by his screenwriter friend David Johnson.

Meine, who also lives in North Hollywood, shamelessly got into Martin’s car.

Bruce was driving the car and was still talking about Australia: "Next time someone offends me, I will make friends with him and then ask him to travel and hunt in Australia."

Mene's whole body felt cold: "Old Bu, are you talking about me?"

 Martin said casually: "Don't worry, Lao Bu and I are both civilized people."

Meine always felt that the civilized people in Martin's words had a special meaning.

 Martin's cell phone rang, and the call was from his agent Thomas: "I got off the plane and am going back."

Thomas said: "Let's rest for two days when we come back. I will contact you the day after tomorrow."

 Martin said: "I brought you a gift. I'll give it to you later."

 In the company partition, Thomas felt warm. The **** client went out to film and wanted to bring a gift to the agent. It was so rare.

In the car, Mene asked: "Boss, do you have a new job? If there is a suitable opportunity, don't forget your loyal Mene."

 Martin said frankly: “I don’t know where the next job will be yet.”

Mene sighed: "I don't want to sweeten the old woman anymore. I feel that if I continue to do so, my tongue and lips will rot." "It's better than blowing for an old man." Martin's words were fatal.

Meine was depressed: "So, I'm still lucky, at least I haven't been exposed." He recognized the reality: "Until the actor's income can support the expenses, I will continue to work as a high-end escort."

Bruce said: "Promising job."

He and Martin would not look down upon this job. Many of their friends in Atlanta, such as Hart and Carrington, were doing similar work.

 Arriving at the parking lot, Mene left alone carrying his bag.

Martin and Bruce took their luggage back to the apartment building. When they arrived at the apartment building, they saw a meat mountain sitting under a sun umbrella drinking ice Coke.

 Antonio waved to Martin: “I haven’t seen you for a long time.”

 Martin said vaguely: "I'm on a business trip."

Antonio asked in a low voice: "Are you really an actor? You haven't come back after being away for so long..."

Bruce suddenly tightened his face: "You know too much."

“I don’t know anything!” Antonio regretted not bringing the gun of friendship with him and quickly raised his hand: “Really, I don’t know anything.”

 Martin opened the bag, took out a "Zombie Gigolo" disc, and threw it to Antonio: "You think too much."

Antonio looked down at the disc and found that the leading actor on the package looked exactly like Martin, and asked, "Are you the leading actor?" He saw that the character on the cover was only wearing a pair of shorts that couldn't be any shorter, with his sensitive parts prominently highlighted: "I know, you went to the Sacred Valley!"

“This is a B-level movie.” Martin simply said, and took out a crocodile tooth pendant: “Lao Bu and I went to Australia to shoot a movie. It’s an Australian specialty. I gave it to you.”

Antonio took it: "Wolf fangs? I remember there are only wild dogs in Australia."

 Obviously, the landlord’s level of knowledge is several levels higher than Mene’s.

 Martin was quite exaggerated: “The teeth of a five-meter-long crocodile are very rare.”

Antonio put it away and remembered something: "On the second floor, the corridor on your side, the innermost room is empty."

Bruce answered: "Go up and have a look."

Antonio held on to the chair, struggled to stand up, and moved his fat body upstairs.

 Martin and Bruce put down their luggage, went to the end of the corridor, and entered the door that Antonio had just opened.

The layout of the apartment is almost the same. It comes with its own furniture and appliances, so Bruce can move in there.

 After signing the contract, Bruce paid for the rent out of his own pocket: "The crew's assistant fees have been paid, and I pay for the house I live in."

  Martin said: "You are my manager. When all the remuneration is received, I will settle the manager's fee for you."

Antonio said: "Remember, you are not allowed to have parties in the room." He reminded Martin: "The woman you brought last time screamed too loudly. Next time she comes, control it."

 Martin knew he was talking about Louise and replied casually: "The first time I come to a new environment is fresh and exciting, but it won't be the next time."

 Antonio picked up the disc and said, "I went upstairs to watch a movie. I hope it's a good movie."

 Bruce looked at his big belly: "You might have low self-esteem."

Antonio wandered away and went to the third floor to play the disc. He only watched the opening and turned it off decisively.

 It hurts your self-esteem so much!

It doesn't matter if you don't know the actors in it, but how can you bear the male protagonist hanging in front of your eyes all day long?

 See you feel inferior once?

 Martin helped Bruce clean up the room and went out to eat together. When he came back, he bought a express bag and sent the things he brought back from Australia back to Atlanta.

Most of the crocodile's teeth were divided between Martin and Zomi.

  The four Carter brothers and sisters, Martin put them in a bag and mailed two to each of them. Lily liked to do handicrafts and put all the bison horns in them.

 These have a full set of legal procedures.

 Robert and Jerome also had two each.

 Kelly cannot be pulled down.

 Benjamin’s thread cannot be broken either.

Bruce was not in a position to contact people in Atlanta, so Martin mailed a copy to the gigolo club owners in his own name.

Sofia and Vincent have been in constant contact. When competing for the lead role in key projects, he might be able to use this trick of bringing money into the group.

During the filming of "Horror House of Wax", Paris Hilton's acting was poor. From the director to the producer, no one on the crew said much.

Why?

 Because Paris Hilton is the representative of the third largest investor.

 After sending out express mail and resting for a whole day, Martin made an appointment with his agent Thomas to have dinner with him after overcoming the jet lag.

 (End of this chapter)