Become furious

"What kind of nonsense is that?!", you reply in anger. "You could have told me it was practice before we got started!"

The director shrugs his shoulders casually, angering you even more. "What did you expect? You're still new, and we need to teach you the ropes", he replies with a grumble.

"I expected to be paid more, for one", you reply angrily. You feel like you've been taken advantage of; and you have a mind to voice your frustrations.

You clench your teeth together tightly as you watch the director avoid your gaze only to wave you away with his hand. "You'll be paid well when we start making real movies, babe", he says dismissively.

You can tell he's getting fed up with the discussion, but then again: so are you. In fact, you're getting pretty furious. You snatch the laptop from his lap and smash him over the head with it before he can react. He crumples off the stool and onto the floor with a groan, lifting his arms to protect himself.

"Stop! Stop! Fine, I'll make it a hundred!", he shrieks as you lift the laptop again. You stop and look around. Some of the remaining technical crew are staring at you, but nobody seems to step in to support the director.

"Fine", you agree, placing the laptop open on the stool as the director gets back to his feet. You're surprised he is actually yielding. You expected to be escorted out by security at this point.

"Okay... Okay....", he says, rummaging around in his wallet and retrieving another 50 dollar bill. "Here. Now get out of here".

You snatch up the bill and quickly head out the door as the director checks the laptop for damage.