I know I am being ripped off . . .

Last night at the BadTV studios we filmed an executive saying: "I know I'm being ripped off. I can feel the teeth on my neck. But that's okay. You're the artist. All I'm bringing to the table is cash. If I have to get scratched while I support your art, so be it. You can call me Theo, if you wish, and I'll make sure FedEx brings you paint or viagra or a new hard drive to Borneo or Barcelona or wherever your art takes you. No problem. Because . . . because, I believe in you."

We get it in one take. The exec wants to do another take, is insistent, and reveals his only reason for doing another is because he enjoyed doing it. Movies. Like sex except not as messy for people over 40. And you can't get it at the 7-Eleven.