Russell Hammond: [Russell grabs phone away from William] Hey, mom! Its Russell Hammond. I play guitar in Stillwater. Hey, how does it feel to be the mother of the greatest rock journalist weve met? Hello? Hello...? Look, youve got a really great kid here. Theres nothing to worry about. Were taking good care of him, and you should come to the show sometime - join the circus... Elaine Miller: Hey, hey, listen to me, mister. Youre charm doent work on me - Im on to you. Of course you like him... Russell Hammond: Well, yeah... Elaine Miller: He worships you people. And thats fine by you as long as he helps make you rich. Russell Hammond: Rich? I dont think so... Elaine Miller: Listen to me. Hes a smart, good-hearted fifteen year old kid with infinite potential. Russell Hammond: [Russell is stunned] Elaine Miller: This is not some apron-wearing mother youre speaking with - I know all about your valhalla of decadence and I shouldnt have let him go. Hes not ready for your world of compromised values and diminished brain cells that you throw away like confetti. Am I speaking to you clearly? Russell Hammond: Yes - yes, maam... Elaine Miller: If you break his spirit, harm him in any way, keep him from his chosen profession which is law - something you may not value, but I do - you will meet the voice on the other end of this telephone and it will not be pretty. Do we understand each other? Russell Hammond: Uh, yes, maam... Elaine Miller: I didnt ask for this role, but Ill play it. Now go do your best. Be bold, and mighty forces will come to your aid. Goethe said that. Its not too late for you to become a person of substance, Russell. Please get my son home safely. You know, Im glad we spoke. [Elaine hangs up] Russell Hammond: [Russell stands holding phone in stunned silence]
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