You owe me $15. Actually, you owe me about $30.
Let me splain.
First, you were born. And then you grew up and you went to school, you went through puberty, you kissed girls and all kinds of stuff. Then you decided you were going to be a director. And not just any director. A maverick. Someone who did it "his" way. And in doing it your way, you broke some rules. Like co-directing Sin City with Frank Miller. And in doing so, you let Frank Miller think he was a director. So he went on to direct The Spirit. And I bought two tickets to it. And some popcorn and a couple of sodas. And then 30 minutes in, I walked out of it. I ran, actually.
So you owe me. And when I see you, I'm collecting.