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.
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 fucking 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 fuck 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 fuckin' job over this.
You know why Dre's record was so successful?
He's rappin' about big-screen tv's, blunts, 40's and bitches.
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 fuck out of my office!
Eminem: What am I supposed- Steve: NOW! Eminem: Alright man...