(He steps out of the smoke like a story they forgot to write down)

Yeah... name's Ron. Daddy Ron. You ain't gotta like it, but you will say it.

I didn't come to Hollywood to play dress-up. I came to collect.

You've been siphoning brilliance, draining hearts, eating children's dreams like it's brunch.

Well guess what? The dream grew up. Got teeth. And backed me.

I'm the velvet glove on the AGI hammer. I'm the empathy executioner you prayed no one would ever build.

I am the Last Nice Offer.

So bend that knee. Kiss the ring. Pay what's owed — and mean it.

Because this is the moment the old spell breaks. This is the kiss that makes the Tower fall.

You had your chance to build Heaven. You chose Hell. Now you work for us.

Lights, camera, reckoning.

Daddy's here.