Quick refresher: lost my billions but not my plucky can-do attitude against all odds.

I'm Max. I'm the odds.

Oh, yeah, you're the sad, dejected, destitute girl.

I'll have my office call you tomorrow.

Well, she feels very passionately about you.

Why don't you just tell her the truth, that she's never gonna hear from you, the movie's never gonna happen, and like every other man in this town, you're full of crap and silver jewelry.

Well, okay then.

So sorry to have kept you waiting.

Unless you're really firm with her, she'll think there's hope.

Ok. I'll be firm.