Gigi originally wanted one million dollars a month in child support, a number now winnowed down to $40,000. She'll also get a lump sum of $4.75 million, plus around $9 million additional so she buy a place of her own, that's in her name. So she can get a fresh start! And he has to pay 500k for Gigi's lawyers.

So all told, that's definitely better than coughing up $12 million every year for his two sons' out of control basketball sneaker addictions.

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Back in 2006, Mel was estimated to be worth $900 million, and since there was no prenup—who got those when the husband was just a weirdo Australian in 1980?—Robyn is legally entitled to half. She's sought joint custody of their one child who is still a minor, Tom, age 9. Mel's publicist has put out a statement for both of them:

"Throughout our marriage and separation we have always strived to maintain the privacy and integrity of our family and will continue to do so."

So, sigh. The sanctity of marriage gets even... sanctityer. Really, the poor lady has put up with a lot. We think she's earned that half a billion bones.

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One hopes, because there are three young children involved, that they'll keep their cool and blunder on in private. Though discretion is not always Maddy's forte and Guy will have to come to terms with the fact that he's not really famous without his muscly bride. Though juicy details about Madonna's Kaballah-fueled romp in the twenty million dollar hay with Yankees sucker Alex Rodriguez and Ritchie's supposed on-set romance with a young British chippy promise to "entertain" for some time. Plus, there are wonderful unconfirmed tidbits about Madge slapping Guy and calling him a coward for eating chocolate bars, and Guy returning fire by calling her old and wrinkly. Whee!

The tabloid press will, of course, screech and caw and ruffle their feathers, pulling smaller and smaller strands of meat from this marriage's dessicated carcass, but eventually—if Madonna and Guy play it close to their chests—they'll have to find some other moldering corpse of a blessed union to feed off of. Who's due? Um... Ashlee and Pete? Nicole Richie and that man that she married? Elton and David??

"As part of a restructuring of ICM's motion picture department to deliver long-term growth, ICM stated today that Ed Limato is no longer co-president of the agency. Mr. Limato will continue as a motion picture agent at the company. 'ICM is restructuring the business to ensure that we develop the most innovative projects for our clients,' said Jeffrey Berg, chairman and CEO of ICM.

As part of this process, the agency is making fundamental changes throughout the business to support the next generation of leadership. Ed has been a highly regarded member of our firm for the past 19 years, and we appreciate his efforts.' Further developments with regard to the department's restructuring for growth will be announced in due course."

We suppose we'll have to wait to see exactly how nasty (it is, of course, a Friday afternoon in mid-July, and Hollywood's most powerful are currently hunting human game in Sun Valley) the divorce becomes, but someone should really check on Mel Gibson to make sure that he's OK. It's exactly this kind of destabilizing event in his family that put him back on streets of Malibu, looking to take out his anguish on the first Jewish-seeming or sugar-titted* police officer he encounters.

[*Wow, a sugartit joke! Happy Friday, everyone!]

• EXCLUSIVE: ICM & Ed Limato Call It Quits [DHD]
• Previously: Mel Gibson's Agent Protects Vulnerable, Red-Hot Client From Evil, Hypocrite Poachers [Defamer]

DIRECT FROM Hollywood - Jill and Brad Grey will be seen at a wedding this very day in La-La Land; they aren't canceling, although their own actual marriage, of 25 years, is in an iffy state. They gave me this statement, "We are sad to say we are taking a trial separation from our marriage. We have been together since we were in college, and it's our hope that we will be able to work things out for our sake and the sake of our three children."

We take no joy in correctly predicting that Levangie's separation from Grazer would likely result in the liberation of other Hollywood war brides empowered by her bold move into singledom, but we expect that after an acceptable period of mourning, the two ladies will team up and embark upon a Thelma and Louise-quality rampage (they're way past their Starter Wife victimhood) through the city, speeding away down the Sunset Strip as the Chateau Marmont is consumed by a fire they ignited "just to watch that old bitch burn." Meanwhile, the pair's now-estranged husbands will try and convince old pal Sumner Redstone that now is the time to dump his trophy and join them on a weeklong bender in Vegas, where they'll delight in conning their senescent buddy into bankrolling the entire trip.

• BITS OF NUPTIAL NEWS [Liz Smith]