They replaced him with Don Cheadle and here is how I think that business meeting probably went2 big-shot movie executives sit in a large office talking. Mr. Smith and Bob are their names. The phone on the desk makes a beep and a voice is heard. It's his secretary.
-Secretary: Uh, Mr. Smith.
Mr. Smith presses a button on the phone
-Mr. Smith: Yeah, what is it? (he releases the button) ya dumb broad.
The two men giggle
-Secretary: I just got off the phone with Terrance Howard's agent. He says he won't do Iron Man 2.
The two men quickly sit forward in their chairs and look at each other.
-Mr. Smith: What the fuck! That's fucking bullshit. Goddamn it! Fuck!
-Bob: Holy Shit! We're fucked. What the fuck are we going to do!?
-Mr. Smith: Well we might as well suck each other off and then blow our fucking brains out, because we. are. fucked!
-Bob: No! NO! We're not going down for that asshole. You know what we need to do?
The men make eye contact and smile ear to ear. The men simultaneously say, "Find a new black actor!". They high-five.
-Mr. Smith: Of course! It's so easy!
-Bob: Well, who can we get?
-Mr. Smith: Hmm, let me think... (he presses the button on his phone) Mary, see what... uh... what's Denzel Washington doing?
The men wait... the phone beeps
-Mary: He's filming Deja Vu 2. It's supposedly a huge piece of shit.
-Mr. Smith: Fuck! goddamn it.... uh.... what about Sameul L. Jackson?
-Bob: No way. That guy's like a hundred years old. He's old as fuck.
-Mr. Smith: He's not that o-
-Bob: As fuck, dude
-Mr. Smith: Christ... What about the guy from Blood Diamond? Digimon or something like that.
-Bob: Yeah.... Wait... does he speak English?
-Mr. Smith: I think so.... Actually, I'm not sure.... Lets try him anyway..(He presses the button again). Mary, call.... uuuuuuuuuhhhhh... I guess call the Congo. Yeah, can you call the Congo or one of those other countries and see if the guy from Blood Diamond is hanging out somewhere around there
Mary: Leonardo Dicaprio?
Mr. Smith: No! Not Leonardo Difuckingcaprio. The black guy, you dipshit.
Mary: Oh, he's busy filming the new Spike Lee movie.
Both men spend around 2o seconds yelling words like "fuck" and "shit" while occassionally making sexist comments about Mary and her tits. They calm down and grow quiet. The phone beeps.
-Mary: Sir, may I suggest Don Cheadle.
-Bob: ...Who is Don Cheadle?
-Mr. Smith: He's the guy from that Hotel movie
-Mary: Hotel Rwanda
-Mr. Smith: No! Hotel for fucking Dogs! You best get your fucking shit straight before I polish my knuckles with your fucking incisors.
-Bob: I still don't know who you're talking about. Who's Don Cheadle?
Mr. Smith sighs and begins typing on his computer's keyboard for a few seconds. He pulls up a picture of Don Cheadle and turns the monitor towards Bob. Bob looks confused.
-Bob: Hmmph. I thought that was Terrance Howard...
