hi.
respectfully. we all have our roots. i believe in bands holding onto their roots. but those roots need to be augmented. i'm gonna tell you the truth - i may enrage some and enthrall others. i don't really give a fuck. your manager here needs a manager. example. if you hadn't run out on the contract in phoenix, you could have sued over russell's hand.  but you left, negating the contract, forfeiting the deposit, and you effectively traveled a long way to pay that promoter.  to electrocute you.
yes, of course. clearly. respectfully. but on the distasteful subject of money. just know. you're making it -- right now -- and it's all --
do you know how to keep from getting charged for the ice below the floorboards of chicago stadium? do you know how to do a headlining tour, do you claire rothman at the l.a. forum? do you know bobbi cowan, lisa robinson, jim ladd, frank barcelona? this is cleveland. where's kid leo?? do you know how you get a record not pressed but played? do you know? i didn't invent the rainy day, man. i just own the best umbrella.
no no. you don't understand. i'll think about it. i'm not auditioning. i came here to decide whether i want to represent you. so i'll stand outside for a moment, and think about whether i want to stay.
do you mind?
sorry the plane isn't bigger.
he's okay, he's with us -
a field?
i once hit a man in dearborn, michigan. a hit-and-run. i hit him and kept on going. i don't know if he's alive or dead, but i'm sorry.
how about the plane flight?
well, they haven't talked to russell - he can always deny the key stuff to the fact checker. then they can't print it.
it's war, my friend. if you'd met me earlier, he would have never been on the around.