Satan visits a film producer and offers her a deal: "I'll insure that your next film is a billion-dollar-grossing, sequel-spawning, blockbuster hit. All I require in return is that your husband's soul, your children's souls, and THEIR children's souls must rot in Hell for eternity."

The producer looks at Satan with amazement. "You can't mean that!" she gasps.

"Oh, but I do!", replies Satan smugly.

The producer thinks for a moment and says, "What's the catch?"