America achieves both fame and fortune

Chapter 199 There's a movie called Elephant

In the afternoon, Martin's autograph session continued, this time at the South Coast Commercial Plaza.

Despite being mentally exhausted and with stiff skin and muscles, he maintained his enthusiasm and signed autographs for every fan who bought a DVD.

Hollywood has many minor stars, and when they get involved, it can be quite intimidating.

The signing didn't end until 5 p.m., and Martin, just like the previous days, took a few newspapers and got into the car.

Bruce asked, "Where to?"

Martin pulled out a copy of the Los Angeles Times: "Let's find a place to eat first. After we eat, I'll treat you to a face wash. Only the gentlest face wash can truly help you relax."

A rotten person can naturally understand another rotten person's words. Bruce said, "Face wash, you've described it perfectly."

Martin said, "It's clearly a face wash, I'm wrong."

Bruce had no way to refute this time.

Martin glanced at the entertainment section; there was no news about Jolie and Pitt today, the two were clearly keeping things under control.

While reading social news, he was drawn to the headlines on the front page.

A few weeks ago, the FBI's Los Angeles field office arrested three Russian-American businessmen. Just yesterday afternoon, the Los Angeles federal prosecutor formally charged the three with a series of crimes, including smuggling, human trafficking, and operating an underground music distribution network, and applied to the court to freeze their assets.

Martin asked, "Are many of the streetwalkers in the old town Eastern European?"

Bruce wasn't quite sure either: "I've heard Mennet mention it; it seems to be mainly Eastern European whites and Mexicans." He asked, "You want to fund them?"

"Not interested," Martin said casually. "I don't lack female companions."

After dinner, the two went into the underground parking lot to change cars. After making sure there were no tails following them, they went to a dance club together. Martin skillfully ordered two young dancers and enjoyed a face wash with Old Bu.

Pay a tip and you'll get a new facial cleanser service that's both refreshing and relaxing.

Bruce, after enjoying the discussion, said, "No wonder you and Wes Craven always like to discuss work here; it really gets the mind working."

As the face wash swished past, Martin, refreshed, said, "If you ever find yourself struggling to think clearly, try coming here. Your mind will immediately clear up."

Bruce, that scoundrel, suddenly thought of Khloé Kardashian. If Khloé could provide him with face wash, his mind would be incredibly active, and he might even be able to write a script.

It wasn't just any movie script, but a creatively designed videotape script.

While these two scoundrels were enjoying their face wash, the three students they had met during the day arrived in northern Burbank.

Upon entering an apartment, Andrei, the leader, stood in front of a mirror, examining the injuries on his face.

Viktor and Sergei sat on the sofa, rubbing the sore spots on their bodies.

They weren't thin, but they looked like dwarfs next to the basketball team.

Moreover, the other side always outnumbered them.

Sergey touched a sore spot and gritted his teeth, "I'm going to kill those bastards Miller and Jackson!"

These two were the captain and vice-captain of the school's high school basketball team, and also the ones who led the bullying against them.

Viktor said, "Andrei, didn't you break up with cheerleader Judith?"

Ever since Andrei caught up with Miller's ex-girlfriend, the two sides have had a feud.

There used to be a small group around Andrei and others, but after their father got into trouble and was arrested by the FBI, the group disbanded.

As rumors spread at school that their family was involved in smuggling and controlling prostitutes in Eastern Europe, Andrei and his two companions were completely isolated.

From bully to victim of bullying.

Burbank High School might take some measures if graduation doesn't happen during the summer.

Viktor still clung to hope: "Things were fine before, so why are they so domineering now?"

Andrei, who seemed rather quiet, said, "Because we are Slavs, because our fathers were investigated by the FBI, and our families were arrested, they look down on us and believe that no matter how much they bully us, no one will stand up for us."

Viktor said helplessly, "They're always targeting us like this, how are we supposed to get along at school?"

"We're all eighteen now," Andrei said through gritted teeth. "We'll be graduating high school soon, we'll be adults, and we can't rely on anyone else now, we can only rely on ourselves."

Sergei was hungry: "I'll go out and buy something to eat."

Andrei patted his stomach: "Buy more."

Sergei left quickly and returned quickly, but empty-handed: "My credit card was locked."

Andrei knew something was wrong as soon as he heard this, so he took out his phone and called his father's lawyer.

The lawyer told him that the court had frozen all of their family's assets and specifically instructed him: "The three of you are not involved, so don't get involved in these matters anymore. There's nothing you can do, so don't get yourself involved."

Andrei asked the crucial question: "What about the universities we applied to?"

The lawyer frankly stated, "There is no hope."

The other two also heard these words and were at a loss for what to do.

Viktor crouched on the ground, clutching his head.

Sergei paced back and forth in frustration.

Andrei, the leader of the three, said, "We still have some cash. What are your plans for the future?"

Sergei couldn't help but say, "I'm going to kill those who oppress us! Just because we're immigrants, they've always discriminated against us, even before our family's tragedy!"

Viktor looked up at his two friends.

Sergei continued, "You know, ever since we came to Los Angeles and entered the school, those people have treated us like wild beasts from Siberia. What do they call us behind our backs? Stupid bears!"

A sudden family tragedy turned him from bully to victim, and he was even beaten up. At that impulsive and hot-blooded age, even Victor said, "When I drink Coke, they laugh at me, saying I only deserve to drink car antifreeze. When I want to find a girlfriend, the cheerleader bitch laughs at me, saying I should go to the zoo and find a polar bear."

Andrei didn't say anything. He went to the TV cabinet, picked out a disc from a pile of discs, put it into the DVD player, and pressed the play button.

"You two should watch this movie first," Andrei said, gesturing for his two companions to sit down.

The three of them sat on a sofa watching a movie made by Americans called "Elephant"!

Seeing the introverted and timid protagonist simply endure being bullied, Sergei became extremely dissatisfied: "Fight back, you idiot!"

Tolerance only leads to more bullying.

The two main characters in the film purchase firearms online and decide to pull off a big heist.

Victor clenched his fist and shouted, "Yes, that's how we should do it! Kill all those sons of bitches!"

Andrei remained silent, appearing mature and calm on the surface, but in reality, the impulsive beast within him had already awakened.

As the film reached its climax, gunshots rang out continuously, while Viktor and Sergei cheered.

Before the film finished, Andrei suddenly turned off the TV and asked, "How did our forefathers manage to establish themselves and develop this place?"

Although they are not involved in their parents' affairs, they know a little about their parents' rise to power.

Andrei didn't need their answers: "Our future is ruined! We've lost our home, our possessions, and our future!"

Viktor and Sergei both looked at the television that had been turned off.

Andrei said calmly, "I'm going to wipe out all those bastards."

Viktor and Sergei exchanged a glance and said almost simultaneously, "Count me in."

Andrei took a set of keys from the drawer next to him: "Remember? Some idiot at school lost his driver's license. I used it to rent a small storage room and secretly hid some stuff there."

The three went downstairs, bought some food with cash at a convenience store, and drove to a warehouse rental company under the cover of night, where they found the warehouse that Andrei had rented.

The warehouse is small, only about twenty square meters.

Andrei turned on the light, closed the warehouse door, and dragged out the wooden crates covered with tarpaulins.

Sergei couldn't wait any longer; he opened the long wooden crate, revealing the firearms inside.

They have everything from AR rifles to Glock pistols.

These people have handled guns countless times; I wouldn't say they're great marksmen, but they're certainly very familiar with them.

Viktor picked up an empty magazine and loaded it with bright orange bullets.

Andrei said, "Once you've made up your mind, don't go back on it. Anyone who does, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Sergei picked up the unloaded AR, aimed at the wall, and, now armed, became arrogant: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Andre has already made up his mind: "In a few days it will be Burbank High School's open day. Not only will there be a lot of visitors, but Burbank High School and North Hollywood Hall High School will also be holding a basketball game. Those basketball players who mocked us, and those bitches from the cheerleading squad, will all be there."

He picked up a gun and assumed a firing stance: "When the time comes, I'll take care of them all!"

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To capitalize on Martin Scorsese's popularity, Warner Bros. released a solo poster for Scorsese in the promotion of "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" and even labeled him as the male lead.

In the remastered opening sequence, Martin's name appears alongside Blake Lively, ahead of the other three female leads.

Even more outrageous, producer Brad and director Kapis even adjusted the post-production editing. In the re-edited version, Martin's screen time was nearly doubled without affecting the plot.

His role in the filming was already small, and he was used in most of the shots.

Of the cast, only Martin truly deserves to be called a star.

The production team also released posters featuring Martin and Blake as the male and female leads, respectively, with the two gazing lovingly at each other.

If Blake weren't too old, the production team would definitely have leaked the rumors about Martin and her developing feelings for each other to the media.

The friendship between the four female leads naturally became the focus of the production team's publicity.

No matter how many small groups Blake, April, and the other two created on MSN, when they appeared in front of the media and the public, they would always show their deep sisterly bond.

Jeans is a teen movie, primarily aimed at people around 18 years old.

The focus of this promotional campaign is naturally the Burbank High School Open Day event, which Martin and the four female protagonists will all attend.

(End of this chapter)