"Before you think I'm crazy, let me explain: I have a friend named Carl Denham. He's a filmmaker. You might have seen his name attached to a musical rehersal taking place here." A grimace. "He found a map to an uncharted island named Skull Island and got it into his head that he'd shoot a picture there. He hired me to write the script, though he never paid me upfront. When he tried pitching the idea to the producers they weren't pleased. In fact, they scrapped the picture, stopped financing it. Carl managed to get away before they could catch him: with a boat he had rented with their money, a crew he had hired, an actress he had picked off the streets, and me."