Mr. Berman? What? We have Eminem here to see you. About *** time. Send him in. Steve. Good to see you, man. Um, hey, I just- Well, look who decided to show his face. I hope you've had fun in the last four 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. It was a terrible mis- Are you wearing a bulletproof vest? And then you go and do what? Hide out? Stay in Detroit for almost five years while the music industry melts the *** down? Do you know how many people lost their jobs because of your *** 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 it has 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 onto something here? Come on, man. It's not like that. Just hand the *** thing over. I'm done talking to you. 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? Hey, hey, hey. Just lay the *** down on my desk and get the *** out. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Jesus Christ, man. All right, all right. Here. Fine. What's this ***? Two CDs? That's what I've been trying to tell you, man. It's two albums. Just get out. All right. Get the *** out. All right, man.