Ecclestone and Briatore marched up to Luca's office. Luca re-did his hair and waited. In Milton Keynes, Helmut Marko, Christian Horner and Adrian Newey sat down in their cinema, connected to their "Ferrari Spy Camera" HM: Popcorn, Christian? CH: Yeah, no, yeah. HM: Whatever. Stefano didn't want to see this... BE: What the is happening here? LdM: Ah, Bernie, welcome to Ferrari? BE: Did I say it was time for pleasantries. We're here with an announcement. FB: I have-a the announcement. BE: Go ahead, please Poodle. Just then something fell onto the floor. BE: What the was that? LdM: Its McLaren's spy camera. Doesn't work properly. By the way, have we still not found Red Bull's? CH: Yeah, no, you won't find it. AN: No, it is quite an excellent design, if I do say so myself. HM: Gooood, more Winfinger for them to watch. [All-three heartily laugh] BE: Carry on, Poodle. FB: You a-promised me to be-a the team principal. SD: What? FB: You a-not give-a me the job. I sue you. SD: Hold on, you were going to give him my job! LdM: Well, Stefano, I wasn't, you see. He just keeps badgering me about how much Fernando needs him, and sometimes you just... erm... say something to get a moron out of your office. That's how Felipe got his contract for next year. BE: So, ready to fight in the courts, Mr. Montezemelo? LdM: The Ferrari lawyers team are ready to fight anything unfair... BE: Yeah, Ferrari would be completely against things like one team getting a distinct advantage in negotiations, more prize money and so on, wouldn't they? LdM: We're more important to F1 than you, you old git. BE: F1's more important to Ferrari than whatever it was you said, you not-exactly-young prat. Anyway, enough talking. Ready Charlie? CW (shouting from outside): Ready boss. BE: Say goodbye to your electrical supply. Whiting pulled the lever plunging the Ferrari factory, and of course Red Bull's cinema screen, into darkness. Bernie and Flavio returned to the FOMMobile. BE: Nice acting, Poodle. FB: I no act, I wanna sue-a Montezemelo. BE: Oh, for sake. You've got no case. FB: I gotta the good case, Bernie, I gotta the chance. BE: Ferrari are slightly important to my income, which is why I've switched their lights off rather than do what I did to Dennis. They should fix it in a couple of days. FB: But I can winna the case. BE: Not if I pay the judge... AN: Remember when Bernie tried to unplug our power? CH: Yeah, no. Good job your engine blown back-up generator was working! Which of course we don't have.