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They were as cool as cucumbers, gents.

They choreographed it down to the second.

Like a dance.

Yeah, a conga line right into prison.

Are we going to play or what?

Ask the man in charge.

Milton?

Milton!

Who're we rolling with on two?

Oh! Oh, yeah.

G-52.

If I ever get that bad, shoot me.

Oh.

Did you get one of these?

It came certified mail.

Yes, Sir.

You ever get good news

that needed a signature?

You contact anybody down at the plant?

Oh, not yet. But we'll

find out what's going on.

I need my pension money.

Oh. Yeah, tell me about it.

I have something very important to say.

G-52.

Let's go and help the elderly.

Now, at the time of our merger,

Semtech had no intentions of

shuttering U.S. operations.

However, with the demand for

specialty parts way down,

and the cost of operations in

this country rising steadily,

they have made the decision

to move all manufacturing to Vietnam.

Wechsler's stateside operations

will be phased out over the next 30 days.

30 days? What, are you kidding me?

Guys, I understand this is harsh news.

I can only address you

in an orderly fashion.

Excuse me, Mr. Lewis.

Hi, Joe.

What is this about?

What's going on with our pensions?

Semtech Steel has frozen

all pension payments during

this transitional period.

What does that mean? Frozen?

Wechsler maintained a fund

to honor all pre-merger pension plans,

which was eventually to be married

with the new pension fund

under the new labor contract.

For God's sake, can you

say that in English?

No U.S. operations, no fiscal

responsibility for Semtech.

The pension fund is being dissolved.

With all due respect, Donald,

thirty years of hard work

means sh*t to you people!

Without my pension money, I

can't even pay rent this month.

We'll get a lawyer and sue

the piss out of them.

Sh*t. We'd be dead by the

time the settlement comes in.

Which would suit them just fine.

When did coffee go to two dollars?

A decade ago.

God forbid you get extra foam on the

top, you have to make payments.

Let's leave her 20%.

Okay, good. Now she can take a cruise.

Okay, boys. I got a half a rhubarb left.

We got the blueberry crumble,

which is a little stale.

And I got the mud pie.

So, what's it gonna be?

Uh, not today. Thank you.

No pie?

We're watching our waistlines.

Plus we're sh*t broke.

Okay. Well, don't tie up my table all day.

I gotta make a living here.

Did I tell you those guys in

the bank had machine guns?

You told us six times already!

Yeah, well, it keeps going in my head.

Over and over, you know?

Maybe you're having a stroke.

Here you go, boys. Always have your pie.

Life is short.

Well, thanks for the reminder.

She's right, you know.

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