Chapter 680: Comedy Becomes Biography

Just a few days after wrapping up filming, Ridley Scott gathered the post-production crew at Disney Studios to kickstart work on "The Martian." As they settled into the editing room, tension lingered in the air, but Ridley's energy was unwavering.

Martin, one of the investors, couldn't help but voice his concern, "You should take a break, Ridley. You've been pushing yourself non-stop."

Ridley's resolve only seemed to strengthen, "No time for rest. I'm diving into a new project with 20th Century Fox next year. An Alien movie."

Martin, a fan of the franchise, eagerly chimed in, "I've been waiting for your take on Alien!"

Ridley lamented, "Unfortunately, this one lacks a standout male lead. The focus isn't on human characters, or I'd have you onboard."

Collaborating with Martin always eased Ridley's filmmaking journey, devoid of the usual chaos.

Martin graciously responded, "Opportunities will arise, Ridley."

The conversation pivoted unexpectedly as Ridley proposed, "Once Alien wraps, I'm eyeing a grand epic. How about another venture together, Martin?"

Internally, Martin hesitated, hoping not to be roped into another unpredictable project. Yet, he couldn't dismiss Ridley's passion for epic tales.

Curious, Martin inquired, "What period are you exploring this time?"

Ridley's eyes gleamed with anticipation, "The magnificent life of Napoleon Bonaparte."

Martin, self-conscious about his height, demurred, "I might not fit the bill."

Ridley reassured, "We'll figure it out."

Eager to change the subject, Martin excused himself, allowing Ridley to dive into his work.

As Martin departed, he vowed to limit encounters with Ridley, except when necessary. His escape led him to the set of "Napoleon's Beauty," where the team was deep in post-production.

While Marius and Alexandrovich edited feverishly, Martin caught up with Olina, discussing their next venture, "Servant of the People."

Impressed by the script's comedic and satirical elements, Martin expressed his anticipation for the project.

Olina, buoyed by his enthusiasm, assured, "We'll handle any broadcasting issues. And with your support, we'll thrive."

Martin smiled, acknowledging her talent, just as Alexandrovich entered, ready to discuss their upcoming TV series set in Ukraine.

With Martin overseeing finances and the team focusing on production, their collaboration promised yet another successful endeavor.

Alexandrovich's ambitious plan to register their series' studio in Los Angeles and shoot in Kiev under American capital intrigued Martin. "I'll arrange assistance for you," he assured.

Feeling Martin's pivotal role in his future, Alexandrovich eagerly proposed, "Boss, remember your interest in Ukrainian investment? Let's develop this studio together, step by step."

Martin, touched by the warm invitation, reluctantly agreed, "Yes, I'll send someone for inspection when the time comes."

Alexandrovich, beaming, delved into details about Ukraine, almost painting a picture of selling the country to Martin someday.

As they discussed "The People's Servant," Martin found joy in turning a comedy into a biopic, while making some profit along the way. He couldn't help but wonder if Alexandrovich would become the first actor to play a president and later become one in reality. Imagining Alexandrovich as a world hero, Martin's excitement grew.

With a contract signed, Davis Studio now held the show's copyright. If the first season succeeded, a second was assured.

Returning to the studio, Martin found an invitation from NASA's investor exhibition. Meanwhile, "Napoleon's Beauty" was set for release in late January or early February, promising a breakthrough in the North American market for the trio.

The success of "John Wick 2" had laid a solid foundation for Martin's collaboration with Disney Pictures. Excited about future prospects, Martin sifted through scripts and novel manuscripts, hoping to discover the next big hit.

Despite the influx of submissions, the quality remained disappointing. Aware that finding a gem was rare, Martin understood the industry's harsh reality.

As he prepared to pick up Elizabeth Olsen and Lily from the airport, Martin reflected on the fleeting nature of success and the importance of relationships amidst the glamour of Hollywood.

Lily whipped out her phone, adjusting the lens with precision. "Keep going," she urged, capturing the moment.

Martin, never one for pleasantries, cut to the chase. "It's been a while. Miss my punches already?" he teased, a smirk playing on his lips.

Elizabeth intervened, tugging at his hand. "We've just returned, and you're already starting trouble," she scolded gently.

Curious, Lily prodded, "So, Martin, another shootout?"

Bruce, their stoic chauffeur, remained tight-lipped, opting to focus on driving rather than engaging in their banter.

Martin turned to Lily, eyebrows raised in curiosity. "What's gotten into you today? Did you eat dynamite for breakfast?"

Lily shrugged nonchalantly. "Met a real piece of work on the plane," she explained.

Martin's interest piqued. "What happened?" he pressed.

Elizabeth chimed in, offering a summary. "Politics. Lily got schooled by some magic-wielding woman," she teased.

Martin shot Lily a bemused look. "Since when do you dabble in politics?"

"It started innocently enough," Lily began, launching into the tale of her mid-air debate. "We were discussing ancient history and then suddenly, she claimed the entire east coast of the Mediterranean belongs to Israel, citing the Bible as her evidence."

Martin's lips quirked into a grin. "And then?"

Lily continued, "I brought up the UN's division plans and the two state solution, but she dismissed it as illegitimate."

Elizabeth burst into laughter at the absurdity of it all.

Lily shrugged in resignation. "Couldn't reason with her. Some people just think they're always right," she concluded.

Martin's tone was casual. "Next time, save yourself the headache and steer clear of debates," he advised.

Lily nodded in agreement. "She's always got an answer for everything," she sighed.

Martin chuckled. "Isn't that the truth? Especially when it comes to politics and cannons," he quipped.

Back at Davis Manor, as Martin lugged Elizabeth's luggage inside, she seized the opportunity, pulling him upstairs eagerly. Their laughter echoed through the halls as they disappeared into the master bedroom.

Meanwhile, Lily descended the stairs, dragging her suitcases behind her. Spotting the empty hallway above, she couldn't resist raising a middle finger in jest. She muttered under her breath, cursing Elizabeth for not including her in the fun.