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They trust you. I'm too honest for them. You're not that honest. Everyone thinks

I'm an a**hole. No, not everyone. Name one person who hasn't

called me an a**hole. Just one!

Stedman. Stedman?

That a**hole! Name someone with clout! Al, pull yourself

together. Mike, don't sh*t me. Don't sh*t a dead man. You're looking

at an insect husk, a whacked-up,

burned-out body shell-- a dead person! Al, it's only Monday. You're talking like

it's already Friday. [sniffing] [helicopter engine noise] Scott Dantley. Colonel Frank Tolliver. Apollo 6, Apollo 16-- and now national sales rep

for Daisy Fresh Toilet Tissue. You've always been a hero, sir. Colonel Tolliver's

going to speak to the prayer breakfast

on God and space. So, uh, what would you say

are the, uh--the, uh-- slap! What are the implications

of the tests, Dr. Hirsch? [buzzing] I only have--

slap! You mean I only have

eight months to live? [buzzing]

Well, are you absolutely-- Is that a certainty?

slap! Okay, thank you. [buzzing] [phone dropping hard] slap! clunk! [loud buzzing] [panting] What the hell are you doing? (Frank)

Put it back! Put it all back down! Down, down, down, down! Down, down! All I know is

what's on the work order. Why are you doing this? Who told you to do this to me? Someone said the guy

who was in here died. Died? Died? Do I look dead, huh? What the hell do you mean,

"died"? Do I? Uh, not to me, sir. This is Jack Issel, sir. Out of my friggin' way! Morning, Frank. thud Jack Issel. Max Landsberger. How you doing? Hi. There's been

a slight screw-up. You won't be starting

with Stedman this morning. I thought I caught him

at a bad time. No problem. Lesson number one:

beware of the furniture movers. When the ax falls, they're

always the first to know. People see them coming,

and they sh*t. I thought Mr. Stedman

didn't seem too happy. Hell, no,

he just got fired. (Max)

Listen, I got you set up

in P.R. with Howard Gross. Gross is the kind of guy

who really knows how to handle the pressure. This is Howard Gross! I'm 35 years old! I'm the head of this division! I'm not the head of this

division because I'm a moron! I got the head of this division

because I-I-I'm not a moron! Listen, my neck is

on the line here. I'm the one

who's going to determine what is brilliant

or not brilliant! And I'm telling you it's crap! Look, I'm telling-- Listen, listen

to me for a second! I'm not trying

to sell panty hose! It's on my head! I got to convince them

that killing 100,000 jobs and closing down a plant

and moving it to Latin America is not unpatriotic! I got to sell this as being

patriotic as goddamn apple pie! If anybody up there sees this,

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