Roy. [Getting wanded and frisked]] Who're you expecting to bomb you, Random House?
We're publishing Lang's memoirs. That's enough to make us a target, apparently.
Thank you. [In elevator] How many have you seen?
Five. You're the last. I must be honest. I don't think you're the right man for this assignment.
Then it's a good job it's not your decision, Roy.
John Maddox, chief executive of Rhinehart, New York.
Sir.
Sidney Kroll, Mr. Lang's Washington attorney.
Mr. Kroll.
And Nick Ricardelli I believe you know.
All right, Rick.
All right, I gather from Rick you're aware of the situation? Perhaps you can enlighten us and tell us what exactly you're gonna bring to this project.
Nothing. No, I'm not gonna pretend to be someone I'm not. You have my CV.
His last effort was the autobiography of a magician, I Came, I Sawed, I Conquered.
Yeah, and it went straight to number one, so...
After you turned it down, Roy. Look, I don't read political memoirs. Who does? And I gather you've spent $10 million on this book. How much of that are you gonna see back? Two? Three? It's bad news for your shareholders. And it's worse news for your client, Mr. Kroll. Adam Lang, he wants a place in history, not in the remainder tables.
Oh, please!
It's because I know nothing about politics that I'll ask the questions that get right to the heart of who Adam Lang is. And that is what sells autobiographies. Heart.
Wow! That's nicely done.
What utter balls!
You think so?
John, of course. Adam Lang's a world historical figure. His autobiography is gonna be a world-publishing event.
Yeah, well, I got warehouses filled with world-publishing events waiting to be pulped.
Sid?
Adam is obviously still very upset by what happened to Mike McAra. He was irreplaceable. Irreplaceable, and yet he has to be replaced. Adam can certainly appreciate the benefits of trying someone different. In the end, it's about chemistry. Do you work out, maybe?
Not really.
That's a pity. Adam likes to work out.
Actually, I know a good writer on the Guardian who uses a gym.
Okay, maybe we could just run over the publishing schedule, yeah?
We need to wrap this up in a month.
A month?
Yes.
You want the book in a month?
We already have a first draft.
Yeah, well, it needs a lot of work. That's why I like your résumé here. You're fast, and you deliver.
You name it, he ghosts it.
And you're a Brit. The ghost should be a Brit. [Mimics English accent] To get the jolly old tone right, right? [Rick chuckles]
Do you have any family commitments?
No, I have no family. Why?
Adam is locked into a US lecture tour, also a fundraising program for the Adam Lang Foundation.
It's a month in the States. That's okay.
Couldn't I bring the manuscript back here to work on?
I'm afraid not. It's in a secure environment in Marty Rhinehart's own house. Only a few people are allowed to handle it.
Sounds more like a bomb than a book. I will need to see it myself at some point. I am supposed to be editing it. Yeah, in theory.
Actually, we need to talk about that. How soon can you get over there?
As soon as you want.
He'll fly tonight.
Rick.
It's okay.
Okay, you're in.
Oh!
Congratulations.
Thank you. Thanks.
Rick.
Thank you.
Actually, I have something here you might want to look at.
Is that... Is that...
No, no, no, this isn't Adam's book. No, it's another client of mine. Yeah, perhaps you can let me know what you think.
Sure.
Okay, if you're gonna get that evening flight, we'd better talk contracts with Rick here. [To dazed Roy] Wanna show our friend to the door? [Raises voice] Would you?! Roy?! [Roy comes to]
Call you in an hour, buddy.
Hey! Remember... [Pats chest saying in English accent] Heart.


