I was in the parking lot. I wanted to save him. They cannot cut a piece of his body, please! They were bad men. He just would have me. I have to do anything to save him from the claws of those men. But what would I do?
Suddenly, I heard voices
crying out from there.
Yeah! They will cut him. I
have to enter immediately.
I have to do it quickly. I
don't have a gun, but
I have my sense of justice
and this hammer, it
isn't from Thor, but
it must do some damage.
And with that, I will
shatter the door and do
what I would have done
some weeks ago. I
won't let them hurt my
movie.
So, Robert Carlot, a
filmmaker full of rage,
entered the editing room
of the studio, and without
shame, he began to hammer
the movie editing
equipment, much to the
despair of the editor and
his assistant.
EDITOR– What the fuck are you doing?
BOB– Saving my movie! This movie belongs to my mind!
EDITOR– The final cut doesn't belong to you!
BOB– The images you chose will never appear on the screen.
At that moment, two
security guards entered
the room and arrested Bob
Carlot, while the editor
lamented the broken
equipment. Bob still cried
out to the editor,
"The audience will
never watch this rotten
movie made by
yourselves!" Then,
the editor replied,
"You idiot! The whole
movie is in the cloud.
It's just a
download."
BREAKING NEWS: A hacker broke into the studio's cloud and released all scenes from the hammer-wielding filmmaker to the web. Now, everyone is editing their own version of the movie. Welcome to Hollywood!
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