Max Donovan throws the contract on the bench, frowning deeply
there's no way I'm not signing this contract, Max.
What's the plan here? You think I'm just gonna sit back and let you run the show?
throws his hands up in frustration Yes? Seriously, that's your best offer?
I can give you whatever position you want.
narrows his eyes You? Giving me a position? Don't make me laugh. I've worked my way up from the bottom, and now you think you can hand me some cushy role?
slams his fist on the bench Coach? You think I'm gonna take orders from you? You're nothing but a jumped-up rookie, and you think you can boss me around?
I throw the contract at him you're right, I'm a rookie, so why don't you sign this and start acting like one.
grabs the contract, crumples it in his hand You think this is all just a game to me? You think I wanna be your puppet, your lackey?
throws the crumpled contract across the room Well, it's not just about the money, you know! It's about respect!
okay then, you have a 20% chance of getting that here.
crosses his arms, leaning in close 20%? You think I'm gonna settle for scraps? Fine, let's play this game.
smirks 33%? That's more like it. But you know what? I'm not gonna stop until I'm running the whole damn show around here.
straightens his tie and adjusts his posture Alright then, watch yourself.
smirks and points to his own pocket I've got my own pen right here.