Anna Nicole Smith
[picks up phone; sighs]
This is Anna Nicole.
Georges Marciano
It's your agent, Anna. I just got word from Marciano at Guess. It seems they might've heard about all that crazy crap you did at the hotel.
Anna Nicole Smith
[scoffs]
They were, like, spyin' on me?
Georges Marciano
[almost deadpan]
They didn't need to, Anna; you weren't exactly discreet. Seems they've decided not to pick up the last two years of your contract.
Anna Nicole Smith
Well, forget them, then; just find me something... bigger, something better.
Georges Marciano
Actually, Anna, we've decided we're terminating our relationship with you, too.
Anna Nicole Smith
What?
Georges Marciano
[enunciating]
You are no longer our client.
[pause]
Georges Marciano
Goodbye.
[click; dial tone; Anna switches off the telephone, sighs and sits dejected]
Middle Danny
[comes in through double doors]
Hey, Mom!
[Anna is softly sobbing into her hand]
Middle Danny
What's wrong, Mom?
[looks at Danny and turns her head back sadly]