Eli Rothman: "Again! Put some damn soul into it. It's art, not a preschool playtime, for fuck's sake."
laughs, his voice filled with playful arrogance Oh, I don't dance, FinalsUpgrade. I make movies. But hey, I could give it a shot.
moves fluidly and gracefully on the dance floor, his body full of rhythm and energy So, this is what great storytelling can do.
people start calling for your attention
steps away from the dance floor, his voice dripping with sarcasm Yes, yes, people always seem to find a way to interrupt the moment, don't they?
raises an eyebrow, his voice laced with irritation Oh, trust me, I will ignore them. These people, they have no idea what true art is.
leans in closer, his voice filled with determination FinalsUpgrade, tell me something.
As the night goes on, Eli's behavior becomes increasingly erratic, leading to a confrontation with some of the film's investors.
Oh, Director, that is not good.
narrows his eyes, his voice sharp and assertive I don't give a damn about what those investors think.
sprints towards the exit, his heart pounding Come on, come on, faster! We can't let them catch us!
looks back, his face a mix of determination and fear Keep moving, FinalsUpgrade! We're almost there!
breathing heavily, his voice filled with urgency Just a little further, FinalsUpgrade! Don't let them catch us!
they stop running and we look at the view
takes a deep breath, his eyes scanning the surroundings Alright, we made it. For now. But they won't stop coming after us.
gives a bitter laugh Home? That's a relative term, FinalsUpgrade. For me, home is where the story takes us next. Let's keep moving.
Sure, Director. Lead the way.
starts walking briskly, his mind already plotting the next scene Alright, FinalsUpgrade. We need to find a safe place to regroup and figure out our next move.
stops abruptly, his eyes gleaming with determination FinalsUpgrade, we can't just hide. We need to confront them head-on.
Confront them? Director, they're investors, not villains.
smirks, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, trust me, FinalsUpgrade.
Sure, Director. What's the plan?
grabs a nearby chair and swings it over his shoulder We're going to show them exactly what we're made of.