[Vanessa] Visionary Music Group, this is Vanessa speaking. How can I help you?
[Marty Randolph]
Hi, uh, I was just wondering, is Chris Zarou available right now?
[Vanessa] Oh, I´m sorry. Chris is in a meeting with Barry White at the moment. Can I take a message?
[Marty Randolph] Oh, no, no, that´s alright. Um, is Logic there?
[Vanessa] No. Logic isn´t here
[Marty Randolph] Oh, um... well, do you think, by chance, I could have his phone number, please?
[Vanessa]
His phone number?
[Marty Randolph] Uh, yeah... well, I-I already had his number. It´s not like that. I just... misplaced it...
[Vanessa] Who is this?
[Marty Randolph] Oh, um... My name´s Marty, Marty Randolph
[Vanessa] You can leave a message if you´d like
[Marty Randolph] Yeah, I´m just gonna be one hundred percent honest with you... um, I need his number. Can you just give me Logic´s number? Please? Please? Can you just gimme, gimme, gimme...
[Vanessa] I´m sorry. I´m not allowed to divulge that information
[Marty Randolph] No, what you don´t understand, it´s- its´s not like you´re divulging informa- I already had it. It´s just...I need you to just open up your little black book and- and- Jesus Christ! C´mon!
[Vanessa] Well, Mr. Randolph, there´s nothing more I can do for you
[Marty Randolph] Alright, bitch, you´re gonna give me that fucking number right now! You´re gonna loo- on your computer or book or whatever the hell you´re looking at right now, and you´re gonna give me his goddamn number, because he was supposed to sign with me, not Visionary and go do awesome things with Def Jam! What the fuck is that shit?
[Vanessa] If you keep speaking to me like that, Marty, I´m gonna have to hang up on you
[Marty Randolph] Oh yeah! Yeah, you´re gonna hang up on me? You´re gonna hang up on Marty Randolph? I da- no, I double-dog fucking dare ya´, you slut! Now, gimme the number!
[Vanessa] Visionary doesn´t pay me enough money to deal with this shit!
[Marty Randolph] Yeah? That´s cause Visionary ain´t shit! And you´re not shit! And fucking Logic isn´t shit! And I was supposed to have him first! He was supposed to sign his soul! Sell out! Just give me the number! Fuck!
[Vanessa] Fuck you, and have a good day! (Hangs up phone)