Backstage, we join a new figure, sitting at a desk surrounded by OCW officials. It's a hastily assembled boardroom situation, with the man sitting at the head of the table, clutching a beautifully appointed fountain pen and perusing sheets of paper before him. As the camera gets in closer, the conversation becomes audible

Lawyer: As you can probably see, it's all in order. A year, we see how you do, then we think about an extension...

The man sitting at the table looks up and smiles

Werner Vonte: There will be no "think"

He stares a hole into the lawyer

Vonte: Do you think there is question? Do you think Werner no good?

He balls up his fist and slams it onto the table. The various OCW officials all look startled as Werner Vonte leaps to his feet and furiously gets in the face of the lawyer, who lets out an involuntary gulp from deep in his throat

Vonte: There is no question. You sign Werner because he best yes?

His expression is sullen, staring deep into the lawyer's eyes - inches from his face.

Vonte: YES?!

The lawyer lets out a tiny, broken gulp of a sentence

Lawyer: YES, OF COURSE MR VONTE!

Suddenly, Werner's expression cracks into a smile and he pops a hand on the lawyer's shoulder. He lets out a chuckle

Vonte: Ha! Werner had you scaredy babycat. OK, ready to sign!

He reaches over the table, takes the pen and scribbles across the OCW contract before him

Vonte: Soon Ambition, but first PICTURE YES?

He gestures towards one of the officials as he puts his arm around the previously terrified lawyer. A camera soon emerges and Vonte grins ear to ear as a few publicity pictures are taken for social media. The scene fades as Ambition rumbles on

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