Senseless Page #3

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- [Boy] Sir?

- Downsize the labor force.

- What?

- This increases profit,

and the resulting price cuts...

stimulate consumer spending.

- Yo, difference of opinion here.

- Uh, Mr. Witherspoon...

and we can do without the yo-ing...

What he's sayin' is

let's help people by firing them.

Now, this seems to me,

ebonically speaking, whack.

Perhaps Darryl does have

a special insight into the blue collar,

or, should I say,

hairnet mentality.

Oh!

[Laughs]

Look...

Wicks Morton Industrials, okay?

In 1988, their wages exceeded

their profit margins,

but instead of firing people,

what they did was they offered

employee contracts with wage givebacks.

And guess what. Their employees

spent 50 percent more

than they did the previous year.

Now, what that proves is what the

average Joe on the street already knows.

The more money they have,

the more money they can spend.

He's absolutely right. Wicks Morton did

do the right thing by their employees.

But then again, instead of

laying off workers, they took

out a $20 million loan...

from a certain bank here in Manhattan,

and from what I hear,

- From your dad?

- They're on the verge of defaulting.

So what happens to your average

workin' Joe when Wicks Morton goes down?

I don't think they're gonna end up

in the checkout line.

I think it's gonna be

the unemployment line.

And the president of the company

is gonna be right there with them.

Ebonically speaking,

you don't know sh*t.

Dare I say,

you're out of your league.

Darryl, although carrying water

is technically an aerobic activity,

- it does not qualify you

to play college-level hockey.

- [Sticks Clattering]

Coach, please. Look, I need this time.

Please, Coach.

Look, I'm just a brother from the hood

with a simple dream to play hockey.

Don't make me turn

to drugs or gangs...

- [Grunting]

- LaFlour!

- He's on your team.

- Just following through, Coach!

- Yeah. Sure, Tim.

- [Grunts]

- Hey, Tim.

When was the last time

you had sex?

- Why?

- You're just a little jumpy,

that's all.

- [Neck Cracking]

- Hey, can you do me a favor?

Can you please talk to the coach and try

and get me some time on the ice?

I need a sport, or I'm not gonna get

the Smythe-Bates job.

Please. I need it

for my family, man.

Right, yeah,

I'll talk to Coach for ya, eh?

Thanks, Tim.

Uh, these things

are too tight!

[Grunts]

[Player #1] Nice shot!

[Player #2] The outside!

[Buzzer Rings]

- Come on. Come on.

- [Blows Whistle]

[High-Pitched Scream, Grunts]

Wait. Wait.

[Continues Screaming, Grunting]

- [Blows Whistle]

- [Darryl Screaming]

- [Blows Whistle]

- [Darryl] Uh, wait!

Uh, oh... Oh, my ass!

[Grunts]

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