The film Casino would be produced by Universal Pictures and then distributed by them in conjunction with Syalis DA and Légende Entreprises.
The signed agreement stipulated that Igor could not enter the set, and only if he didn't interfere with Scorsese's work.
Ronald Meyer was equally impressed with the script written by Igor, but surprised by the salary he later demanded, arguing that they would be very successful.
He didn't deny that Igor could be like King Midas, turning everything he touched to gold, but for now, the title wasn't his.
There were several directors revolutionizing cinema, and one of them was Quentin Tarantino, showcasing extreme violence in his films, some of which were like puzzles that viewers had to piece together.
Igor wasn't stupid; after investigating, he realized that the best thing was to belong to that guild of writers who protected his script and who... It granted him the validation that he was the one who wrote it.
While doing pull-ups, he thought about his next projects.
He knew that after the premiere, everyone would want to know who wrote the script, and that would benefit him.
"I have no money."
Checking his wallet, he found barely $500, enough for several months of rent and a little food.
He could write a script and sell it, but that would mean handing a powerful card into someone else's hands.
But his head was spinning like a boomerang.
He stopped doing pull-ups and opened the window, which creaked like a potato chip because of the old wood it was made of.
He had never been able to have children because of his failed relationships.
Infidelity, heartbreak, but the worst part was that he had never had anyone to listen to his problems.
So he got used to battling them internally... but he didn't win.
The cast was gathered; Universal wanted to film and release it. so that it could compete for the Oscar next year.
"So this was written by a young kid?"
De Niro looked at Scorsese, wanting an answer.
"Yes, it was impressive, but he's not much of a talker. I don't know much about him, but he seems like a good man."
Igor had been invited by Scorsese to watch the filming. He was a little ways away, leaning his back against a silver trailer as he observed everything.
He was wearing black pants and a gray polo shirt.
He watched the audiovisual and prop crew move around while the makeup team put the finishing touches on the actors.
"Lights, camera, action!"