We have problems!

Bruno, my friend! You have to help me! That son of bitch, that shithead Redgrave! I saw an internal memo he wrote about me! Now I’ve calmed down a bit, so I'm writing to you. I can't call you - I smashed the phone against the wall. That prick has pissed me off! We need to do something about him. Otherwise, he'll pull the plug and we'll have no more music, champagne, caviar or pineapples. No more parties. I don't know about you, Bruno, but I can't live without sweet, easy, slutty girls! So, use your connections - let's find some dirt on this worthless moralist!