[Receptionist]
Mr. Berman?
[Steve Berman]
What?
[Receptionist]
We have Eminem here to see you
[Steve Berman (Eminem)]
About f**in' time!
Send him in
(Steve! Good to see ya man. Um, Hey, I just w..)
Well, look who decided to show his face
I hope you've had fun in the last 4 years
(Look man, I apologize again for-)
For shooting me?! Do you know I lost the use of my right arm?
(Again, it was a mistake, a terrible mist-)
(Are you wearing a bulletproof vest?)
And then you go and do what? Hide out?
Stay in Detroit for almost 5 years
While the music industry melts the f** down?
Do you know how many people lost their jobs
Because of your f**in vacation?
(Well that's actually why I'm here)
(I was gonna put out some new music)
(And I wanted to play it for you and get your opinion)
Do I really need to hear it?
Let me guess; another album about: "Poor me!
I'm so famous that it's ruined my rich little life
And I'm such a tortured artist, let me make music about it
And my tragic love life!"
Am I on to something here?
(Come on man it's not like that)
You know what? Just hand the f**in thing over!
I'm done talkin to you!
Think you can just come and go as you please, big selfish superstar?
(Steve, I had a drug problem!)
"Oh, poor me! I had a drug problem!"
Who hasn't had a drug problem in this town?
You know what?
(*guns*)
(Hey! hey!)
Just lay the sh** down on my desk and get the f** out!
(Whoa, whoa, whoa. Jesus Christ man)
(Alright alright here, fine)
What's this sh**? Two CD's?
(That's what I've been tryin to tell you man, there's 2 albums)
Just get out! (Alright!)
Get the f** out! (Alright man, see you later)
(*bottle smashes*)