"What...um...do I have idiot written on my forehead or something...this is my movie...not Dimension's movie...they picked me...remember me...and the paintings...i don't want to cast anyone else for the roles...i want my brother to be beerguy, my girlfriend to be hotstuff, my dad to be the dad, me to be the director and you to SHUT THE HELL UP...what the heck do you mean i don't know the direction the movie's going in...it's a monster movie with things coming out of doors and then they're afraid so they look behind them and maybe move a little to show that they're afraid...woody allen effed all his leading ladies...therefore i can cast my milkman as the bartender...i'm not very good at this talking thing...my brother's the best actor in the entire world."

I'm so freakin' happified Project Greenlight got Raymond Babbitt to direct. He is good at counting toothpicks. Why not.

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