Here's a glimpse of the script. Most of it is done but still making adjustments before we dub it over the movie.
OPENING SCENE
[ACE]
When you love Google..you've gotta trust them. There's no other way.
You've got to give them some information about every auto blog that is yours.
Otherwise, what's the point?
And, for a while, I believed that's the kind of Adsense website I had.
FIRST SCENE
Before I ever ran a website, or got myself deindexed...
My article directory was a hell of an auto blog, I can tell you that.
I was so good that whenever I set one up, I could change the rankings for every search engine on the Internet.
I'm serious, I had it down so cold... That I was given paradise online.
I was given one of the biggest spam blogs online to run, Ezine Artcles... by the only kind of guys that can actually get you that kind of website...
I don't know all the details.
[DIKSHIT]
Matter of fact, nobody knew all the details, but it should've been perfect.
I mean, he had me, Dikshit Santoro his best friend, approving his articles... and he had, Ginger, the woman he used in all his Facebook ads.
But in the end, we fucked it all up. It should've been so sweet too.
But it turned out to be the last time that wordpress guys like us... were ever given anything that fuckin' valuable again.
[ACE]
At that time, the Internet was a place where millions of suckers searched every day on their own laptopS and left behind about a billion searches.
But at night, you couldn't see the spam that surrounds it. But it's online where the Internets problems are solved.
[DIKSHIT]
I got a lot of spam blogs on the Internet...and a lot of them fly under the radar.
Except you gotta do it right. I mean, you gotta have hosting and a domain already setup before you login to add wp-robot.
Otherwise, you're talking about a half hour or minutes of setup.
And who knows who's gonna be setting up more auto blogs in that time?
Before you know it, you gotta set up a few more auto blogs. You could be sitting there all fuckin' night.
[ACE]
Who could resist? Anywhere else online, I was a spammer, a content farmer... always looking over my shoulder, hassled by Google, day and night.
But here, I'm Mr. Guru.
I'm not only legitimate, but running an article directory. And that's like selling people acai berry to fat people.
I hired a few Indian pals, Akash Sherbert, as my head article writer and I went to work.
For guys like me, Ezine Articles washes away your sins. It's like fresh proxies.
It does for us what Facebook does for pedos and teenagers.
And along with making us legit...comes cash, tons of it.
I mean, what do you think we're doing out here on the Internet?
It's all this money.
This is the end result of all the articles... and the backlinks, of all the comments... and free directory submissions, and all the c class ips and all the hosts.
It's all been arranged just for us to get your clicks.
That's the truth about Ezine Articles. We're the only winners. The visitors don't stand a chance.
And their clicks flow from the website...to our sponsors through adwords... and into the most sacred room at Google.
The place where they add up all the money... the holy of holies, the Adsense room.
Now, this place was off-limits. Even I couldn't get inside. But it was my job to keep it filled with clicks. That's for sure.
[DIKSHIT]
They had so much fuckin' money in there... you could build a website out of stacks of adsense checks.
And the best part was that upstairs... the board of directors at Google didn't know what the fuck was going on.
I mean, to them everything looked on the up and up.
Right? Wrong.
The guys inside the adsense room... were all slipped in there to skim the joint dry.
They'd outsource clicks, they'd setup new accounts. They'd even click their own ads right on their own auto blog.
And it was up to this guy right here...getting about two million impressions... to skim the clicks off the top without anybody gettin' wise...the advertisers or anybody.
Now, notice how in the Adsense room nobody ever seems to see anything. Somehow, somebody's always looking the other way or posting on hacker news.
Now, look at these guys. They look busy, right? They're counting impressions. Who wants to bother them?
I mean, God forbid they should make a mistake and click an ad. Meanwhile, you're in and you're out.
Past the jag-off click fraud team who gets an extra C class IP a week...just to watch the bids. It's routine. Business as usual: in, out, hello, good-bye.
And that's all there is to it. Just another fat nerd walking out of Google with an Adsense check.
SECOND SCENE
[DIKSHIT]
Now that Adsense check was going straight to one place: right to my parents house which was as close to Adsense I could go with getting myself banned.
That Adsense check was all we ever wanted and we wanted it every month.
Now this old Google fuck here... he had to mail out Adsense checks once a month, nice and easy.
The checks would go out to all manner of places.. Detroit, Cleveland, Milwaukee.. All over the Midwest and then get redirected back to EZA HQ. One of the EZA staff members even made his mother do all the cooking.
I mean, nobody even knew it was going on. Now, these old fat nerds might not look it but believe me, these are the guys who secretly control the auto blog software.
And because they control the programmers, that's where you had to go if you wanted to buy a copy of wp-robot.
Nobody got a copy of wp-robot unless the guys in this room we're gonna get their cut of the Adsense earnings.
OPENING SCENE
[ACE]
When you love Google..you've gotta trust them. There's no other way.
You've got to give them some information about every auto blog that is yours.
Otherwise, what's the point?
And, for a while, I believed that's the kind of Adsense website I had.
FIRST SCENE
Before I ever ran a website, or got myself deindexed...
My article directory was a hell of an auto blog, I can tell you that.
I was so good that whenever I set one up, I could change the rankings for every search engine on the Internet.
I'm serious, I had it down so cold... That I was given paradise online.
I was given one of the biggest spam blogs online to run, Ezine Artcles... by the only kind of guys that can actually get you that kind of website...
I don't know all the details.
[DIKSHIT]
Matter of fact, nobody knew all the details, but it should've been perfect.
I mean, he had me, Dikshit Santoro his best friend, approving his articles... and he had, Ginger, the woman he used in all his Facebook ads.
But in the end, we fucked it all up. It should've been so sweet too.
But it turned out to be the last time that wordpress guys like us... were ever given anything that fuckin' valuable again.
[ACE]
At that time, the Internet was a place where millions of suckers searched every day on their own laptopS and left behind about a billion searches.
But at night, you couldn't see the spam that surrounds it. But it's online where the Internets problems are solved.
[DIKSHIT]
I got a lot of spam blogs on the Internet...and a lot of them fly under the radar.
Except you gotta do it right. I mean, you gotta have hosting and a domain already setup before you login to add wp-robot.
Otherwise, you're talking about a half hour or minutes of setup.
And who knows who's gonna be setting up more auto blogs in that time?
Before you know it, you gotta set up a few more auto blogs. You could be sitting there all fuckin' night.
[ACE]
Who could resist? Anywhere else online, I was a spammer, a content farmer... always looking over my shoulder, hassled by Google, day and night.
But here, I'm Mr. Guru.
I'm not only legitimate, but running an article directory. And that's like selling people acai berry to fat people.
I hired a few Indian pals, Akash Sherbert, as my head article writer and I went to work.
For guys like me, Ezine Articles washes away your sins. It's like fresh proxies.
It does for us what Facebook does for pedos and teenagers.
And along with making us legit...comes cash, tons of it.
I mean, what do you think we're doing out here on the Internet?
It's all this money.
This is the end result of all the articles... and the backlinks, of all the comments... and free directory submissions, and all the c class ips and all the hosts.
It's all been arranged just for us to get your clicks.
That's the truth about Ezine Articles. We're the only winners. The visitors don't stand a chance.
And their clicks flow from the website...to our sponsors through adwords... and into the most sacred room at Google.
The place where they add up all the money... the holy of holies, the Adsense room.
Now, this place was off-limits. Even I couldn't get inside. But it was my job to keep it filled with clicks. That's for sure.
[DIKSHIT]
They had so much fuckin' money in there... you could build a website out of stacks of adsense checks.
And the best part was that upstairs... the board of directors at Google didn't know what the fuck was going on.
I mean, to them everything looked on the up and up.
Right? Wrong.
The guys inside the adsense room... were all slipped in there to skim the joint dry.
They'd outsource clicks, they'd setup new accounts. They'd even click their own ads right on their own auto blog.
And it was up to this guy right here...getting about two million impressions... to skim the clicks off the top without anybody gettin' wise...the advertisers or anybody.
Now, notice how in the Adsense room nobody ever seems to see anything. Somehow, somebody's always looking the other way or posting on hacker news.
Now, look at these guys. They look busy, right? They're counting impressions. Who wants to bother them?
I mean, God forbid they should make a mistake and click an ad. Meanwhile, you're in and you're out.
Past the jag-off click fraud team who gets an extra C class IP a week...just to watch the bids. It's routine. Business as usual: in, out, hello, good-bye.
And that's all there is to it. Just another fat nerd walking out of Google with an Adsense check.
SECOND SCENE
[DIKSHIT]
Now that Adsense check was going straight to one place: right to my parents house which was as close to Adsense I could go with getting myself banned.
That Adsense check was all we ever wanted and we wanted it every month.
Now this old Google fuck here... he had to mail out Adsense checks once a month, nice and easy.
The checks would go out to all manner of places.. Detroit, Cleveland, Milwaukee.. All over the Midwest and then get redirected back to EZA HQ. One of the EZA staff members even made his mother do all the cooking.
I mean, nobody even knew it was going on. Now, these old fat nerds might not look it but believe me, these are the guys who secretly control the auto blog software.
And because they control the programmers, that's where you had to go if you wanted to buy a copy of wp-robot.
Nobody got a copy of wp-robot unless the guys in this room we're gonna get their cut of the Adsense earnings.
