Michael Eisner’s office. He is speaking to his personal assistant.
Eisner: Last night. I was taking off my shirt — and I noticed in my belly button — this fuzzy stuff.
Eisner: Yeah. Spontaneous fuzz. I think there might be a story in it.
Assistant: What direction were you thinking of going in with the… fuzz. Horror? Sci-fi?
Eisner: More along the lines of an environmental cautionary tale. Every man, woman, and child in America wakes up one morning to discover that their belly button has become a toxic dump site for…
Eisner: Sends a shudder down your spine, doesn’t it.
The assistant looks confused.
Eisner: Maybe Julia Roberts could star in it.
Assistant: Erin Brockovich 2?
Eisner: Why not?
Long silence from Eisner.
Eisner: Christ. I hope she doesn’t have an outtie.