Eminem: Heyyy!

　　Steve: Hey, Em, what's up?

　　Eminem: Steve Berman. What's goin' on, man, how you doin?

　　Good to see you again. What's up?

　　Steve: Em, could you come here and have a seat, please?

　　Eminem: Umm, yeah, what's...

　　Steve: Vannessa, shut the door.

　　Secretary: Okay.

　　Eminem: So what's up? How's orders looking for the first week?

　　Steve: It would be better if you gave me nothing at all.

　　Eminem: Wh-

　　Steve: This album is less than nothing. I can't sell this ****ing record.

　　Eminem: Wha-

　　Steve: Do you know what's happening to me out there?

　　Eminem: Wh-wha-what's the problem?

　　Steve: Violent Ground told me to go **** myself!

　　Eminem: Who's Violent...?

　　Steve: Tower Records told me to shove this record up my ass!

　　Do you know what it feels like to be told to have a record shoved up your ass?

　　Eminem: But, I-

　　Steve: I'm gonna lose my ****in' job over this.

　　You know why Dre's record was so successful?

　　He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and *****es.

　　You're rappin' about homosexuals and Vicadin.

　　Eminem: I mean-

　　Steve: I can't sell this shit!

　　Eminem: What-

　　Steve: Either change the record or it's not coming out!

　　Eminem: What, I-

　　Steve: Now get the **** out of my office!

　　Eminem: What am I supposed-

　　Steve: NOW!

　　Eminem: Alright man, whatever.

　　Eminem: Alright man, whatever.