"I've had enough, Ed!" Gluum's face turned crimson as he waved his fists furiously in the office, shouting, "I've given so many suggestions, yet you don't listen to a single word. Do you ever respect me?"
"Of course I respect you, Winston," Adrian said from behind his desk, spreading his hands as if he hadn't seen the other's fiery demeanor, "I've been trying to find ways to resolve our differences."
"Trying to resolve differences?" The elderly man's eyes widened and his lips trembled slightly, showing his extreme anger, "Ignoring my opinions as if they were air and always altering the plot your way, is this your way of resolving differences?"
"The problem is that your opinions and the tone of the script don't match, Winston," Adrian replied leisurely, "As I've told you many times, you're always trying to steer the screenplay towards political satire, always wanting to highlight the dual sides of the protagonist, whereas I want nothing to do with politics."