Capítulo 688: Chapter 688: A pair of mortal enemies
In a whirlwind of excitement, Netflix and Leonardo inked a groundbreaking deal, investing a staggering $3 million into the production of "Virunga," a documentary aimed at championing animal protection, in collaboration with Kailu Pictures.
Nestled within the heart of Africa, Virunga stood as a resilient testament to the continent's enduring beauty, even amidst the relentless turmoil of war.
Martin, the shrewd intermediary orchestrating this cinematic marriage, not only brokered the deal but also assumed the prestigious role of executive producer, ensuring his fingerprints were imprinted on every frame.
With the ink barely dry on the contract, the studio buzzed with activity as filming for "Argo" pressed on. Martin found himself amidst a lively debate within a meticulously crafted CIA conference room set.
As the discussion veered towards a hair-brained bicycle escape plan, Martin's character, portrayed by the man himself, emerged as the voice of reason amidst the cacophony of impractical suggestions. His solution, grounded in logic and guile, resonated, leaving the room in stunned silence.
Interrupting the tense atmosphere, David Fincher, the director, called for a scene transition, signaling a brief respite in the action-packed schedule.
Away from the hustle and bustle, Martin found himself in a rare moment of reprieve, accompanied by a young aspiring actress, Saoirse Ronan.
Greeting her with a warm smile, Martin motioned for her to take a seat, eager to catch up on her latest endeavors.
Saoirse beamed with excitement as she shared her upcoming project, a sci-fi adaptation of "The Host," set to unfold within the hallowed halls of Disney Studios.
Curious about the departure from her usual roles, Martin inquired about the thematic nuances of the film, drawing parallels to the iconic "Twilight Saga."
In a candid exchange, Saoirse confessed to the pressures of transitioning from child star to leading actress, navigating the murky waters of Hollywood's ever-changing landscape.
Empathizing with her plight, Martin offered words of encouragement, cementing their mentor-mentee bond.
As their conversation veered towards more personal matters, Saoirse unabashedly sought Martin's guidance, laying bare her vulnerabilities in the cutthroat world of showbiz.
Martin pondered for a moment, then turned to Saoirse with a mischievous glint in his eye. "How about it? Do you fancy showing off your singing and dancing skills?"
Saoirse's eyes lit up with excitement as she eagerly replied, "You want to see me sing and dance? Oh, but this isn't the right setting. How about we rendezvous after your shift? I'll give you a private performance."
As the crew wrapped up their transition, someone beckoned Martin to prepare for the upcoming shoot.
"Remember," Martin advised with a paternal tone, "sign up for some serious singing and dancing classes. It might come in handy down the road."
Saoirse nodded enthusiastically. "I'll take your advice, Teacher." With a quick farewell, she added, "By the way, 'The Host' crew's studio is nearby. You should swing by when you have a moment."
With a nod, Martin headed towards the set, leaving Saoirse to contemplate his suggestion.
As she strolled towards the neighboring studio, Saoirse couldn't shake Martin's words from her mind. "Serious singing and dancing," she mused. "Versatility is key for an actress."
Lost in thought, she nearly bumped into a figure emerging from the nearby studio.
Their eyes locked, and Saoirse's heart skipped a beat. It was Emma Watson, her former rival.
Instinctively drawn towards each other, they exchanged cautious greetings, their rivalry bubbling just beneath the surface.
The tension between them was palpable as they traded barbs, each trying to outdo the other with biting insults.
But Saoirse struck a nerve when she brought up Emma's embarrassing past, sending a ripple of discomfort through the air.
Just as the confrontation reached a boiling point, Daniel Radcliffe and Rupert Grint, the famous duo from the Harry Potter series, rushed to Emma's defense.
With tensions escalating, Saoirse made a quick escape, darting towards the safety of the nearby studio.
As she fled, she cried out for help, the echoes of her plea reverberating through the corridors.
The piercing cry echoed through the bustling studio lot, drawing curious glances from passersby.
Daniel Radcliffe and Rupert Grint halted in their tracks, concern etched on their faces as they approached Emma Watson.
"Bichi, if I ever see you again, I'll tear you apart!" Emma's voice cracked with emotion, her anger morphing into vulnerability.
Daniel's brow furrowed in confusion. "Emma, what's happened?"
Tears welled up in Emma's eyes as she recounted the humiliating encounter with Saoirse Ronan. "I was just about to enter the studio when Saoirse started mocking me about that incident in the toilet years ago, saying I wet my pants..."
Rupert's jaw clenched with indignation. "That Saoirse has always had it out for you!"
Emma's gaze hardened with resolve. "Yes, she's been bullying me for ages!"
Daniel wrapped an arm around Emma's shoulders, offering solace. "Don't worry, we've got your back. Next time you see her, just give us a call. We'll drop everything and come running."
Meanwhile, Saoirse, having evaded pursuit, paused to catch her breath, hands on hips as she surveyed her surroundings.
Determined to avoid further confrontation, she learned from a passing crew member that Emma was filming "Noah's Ark" nearby. It dawned on her that she might cross paths with her nemesis more often than she'd like.
While Emma had the support of the Gryffindor Golden Triangle, Saoirse found herself alone in her rivalry.
Feeling outnumbered and outmatched, Saoirse decided to enlist Martin's help. "Teacher, do you have any fireworks left? I don't want trouble, but I need to be prepared."
Martin, having delegated his pyrotechnics inventory to Nicholson, suggested she speak directly with the old rascal.
Contacting Nicholson, Saoirse made arrangements to acquire what she needed, then set off to meet him at the entrance of Disney Studios.
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Amidst the serene expanse of a private farm, Morgan Freeman and Lynch exchanged wary glances.
Handing over a stack of photos, Morgan cautioned, "Keep these under wraps. They could stir up trouble if they get out."
Lynch tucked the photos away, curiosity piqued. "What do you make of this island?"
A regular client of Global Travel Company, Morgan didn't mince words. "I've heard rumors about it. It's unique, and I'm intrigued."
Lynch nodded. "Michelle can arrange a visit, but spots are limited."
Morgan's interest piqued. "And the cost?"
"It's not about money," Lynch explained. "The island's owner isn't short on funds."
Morgan recalled Michelle's arrest in 2009, the lenient sentencing raising suspicions of powerful intervention.
As they delved into negotiations, Morgan couldn't shake the images from his mind, his curiosity overshadowing any reservations. "What are your terms?" he inquired, eager to uncover the secrets hidden within those photos.
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