This is a true story. Yesterday, as I was leaving work for the day, I saw a clear “Washington Mutual” bag lying on the ground. I opened it up, and there were several envelopes, stuffed with hundred dollar bills. A lot of them. Not a split second later, a girl runs by, looking intensely relieved from being intensely distraught. “Oh-my-god-there-it-is-thank-you-thank-you-thank-you.” Before I knew what happened, she had grabbed it, hopped in her car, and peeled out.
For a brief moment, I was literally holding the budget of the film in my hands.