Eminem: Heyyy!
Steve: Hey, Em,
what's up?
Eminem: Steve
Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin? Good to see you again. What's
up?
Steve: Em, could
you come here and have a seat, please?
Eminem: Umm, yeah,
what's...
Steve: Vannessa,
shut the door.
Secretary: Okay.
Eminem: So what's
up? How's orders looking for the first week?
Steve: It would
be better if you gave me nothing at all.
Eminem: Wh-
Steve: This album
is less than nothing. I can't sell this fucking record.
Eminem: Wha-
Steve: Do you
know what's happening to me out there?
Eminem: Wh-wha-what's
the problem?
Steve: Violent
Ground told me to go fuck myself!
Eminem: Who's
Violent...?
Steve: Tower Records
told me to shove this record up my ass! Do you know what it feels like
to be told to have a record shoved up your ass?
Eminem: But, I-
Steve: I'm gonna
lose my fuckin' job over this. You know why Dre's record was so successful?
He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches. You're rappin'
about homosexuals and Vicadin.
Eminem: I mean-
Steve: I can't
sell this shit!
Eminem: What-
Steve: Either
change the record or it's not coming out!
Eminem: What,
I-
Steve: Now get
the fuck out of my office!
Eminem: What am
I supposed-
Steve: NOW!
Eminem: Alright
man, whatever
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