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Gerry Butler does not make it a habit of not knowing what to say. He memorizes scripts for a living, knows how to deliver a line, he can keep up a conversation while fucking his husband. Speechless is something that happens to other people.
The number on the paper his agent hands him is mocking him. Mocking him with its commas and zeros and arrows and plus signs.
"That much?" he manages on the fourth try.
"Yes," his agent says. "And it's going to keep going up."
There's only one thing Gerry can think to say to that. "Well, fuck."