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Oh, hey. Big Betty. Pleased to meet you.
- Nice to meet you.
- There used to be two Bettys.
- Big and Little. Little quit.
- Why?
Too little.
- I'm Peg.
- Hey, nice to meet you.
- Hey, you too.
- Hey.
- Guys.
- How you doing?
Hey! No getting off
in the lunchroom, ladies.
Well, it won't leave the toilet seat up.
It won't fart in bed. I might just marry it.
Right?
You don't mind, do you?
Okay, if there's nothing else,
I move to adjourn.
- There's one more thing.
- What's that?
- Porta-Johns.
- Here we go again.
I got one girl with a bladder infection
from holding it in all day.
Maybe Pete over there likes sitting
in his own pee, but I don't.
Like it or not, I represent members
of this union who happen to be female.
All right. Well, if we do get management
to give you girls Porta-Johns...
...what are you gonna do for us?
Didn't you hear, Pete?
Discount blowj*bs,
for everybody but you.
Down here.
Found your way back?
I'm not retarded.
Come on in.
Take a look at this.
See that?
It's a Hamilton. It's about 60 years old.
You mind if I go watch your TV?
No.
He's always in the basement with
his stupid watches. He's weird.
He's not weird. He's nice.
He used to work at Pearson
till he hurt his back or something.
- Good morning.
- Morning. Table for four, please.
Right this way.
No, Sammy,
I haven't talked to Wayne yet.
Maybe he'll call us tonight.
I don't think so, sweetheart.
Why not?
I think you're one of my girls, right?
Pardon me, I'm Donald Pearson.
I believe you work for me.
Yeah. Josey Aimes. Nice to meet you.
These are my kids, Sammy, Karen.
Hi. I was down to the plant this week
and I remembered your face.
Welcome aboard.
If you have any problems,
you make sure you come and see me.
Thank you.
Enjoy your meal.
Thanks.
Oh, jeez, that's my boss.
Okay, wait, wait, wait.
Before we eat, I wanna say something.
This is our first time in a nice restaurant.
And I just think...
- Are you gonna cry?
- Can you mind your mouth?
I know things have been hard.
But they're gonna get better, all right?
- They're gonna change.
- I knew you were gonna cry.
You know there's nothing
I wouldn't do for you two, right?
Nice. She can put her hands on the hose.
Come on, ladies!
Gotta appreciate the talent.
It's a pretty good likeness, I'd say.
Hi, I'm Earl. I don't think we've met yet.
How about a cigarette, then?
- Go f*** yourself.
- Oh, be nice now, darling.
Come on, how about the smoke?
No, it's okay. I'll get it myself.
- Come on, Earl.
- All right, fun's over.
Just trying to see if she's got
a full pack. She don't.
You're okay.
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