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Even if that was true, which it's not...

...they aren't accepting

any new trainees now.

That's bullshit. My boy Gary O'Hara

just made the cut.

Well, Gary went to St. John's University.

I went to school too.

Community college.

Not exactly the same thing.

This is bogus.

Why you illing like that?

Now, see? That is what

I am talking about.

"llling"?

What kind of word is that?

Look at the way you're dressed.

I work in the mailroom. What am I

supposed to wear, Armani suit?

No.

But you don't have to speak

and dress so...

So... How do I put this?

- Black?

- Well, yes, black.

You know what, G?

You are straight-up

whiter than the whitest white man.

I thought there was a bit of black

under that tired blue suit you got on.

I see what time it is with you now.

Thanks for nothing, Mr. Tinsdale.

Diedre on line one.

Hi.

Waymon, how could you

cancel lunch today?

I had something very important

to talk to you about.

Don't you love me?

Diedre, please. Of course I do.

I don't wanna fight with you now.

I had to take a very important client

to lunch.

More important than me, I suppose?

Well, yes. Today, I suppose he was.

All right.

I'll just forget you ever said that.

It's not important.

I know how obsessive you can be

about work.

All is forgiven.

We'll talk about it tomorrow

on the squash court.

Don't be late. Ciao, sweetie.

- Good night, Mr. Tinsdale.

- Oh, good night, Donna.

I don't know

where you know Natalie from...

...but you might as well keep

your miniature-ass dick in your pants...

...because the girl's too fly for you.

Wait. You know this girl? Bobby.

Pfft. Pencil dick.

Weenie roast.

Pig in a blanket. Mini-squirt.

Hey, look at Mitchell over there.

- Yeah.

- I hear he lost his job. His firm folded.

Oh, man. Another real-estate broker

bites the dust.

- That could be one of us.

- Not me.

I have Porsche payments to make.

- I told you not to buy that car now.

- I already have a mother.

Anyway, as soon as Drake hands me

that partnership, I'm set.

- You?

- Mm-hm.

Be serious. Tinsdale is the man.

Everybody knows that.

Yeah, everybody is wrong.

Our token black is not gonna use...

...affirmative action to get my job.

Whoa. I thought you and Waymon

were buddies.

What does that have to do

with anything?

I would just think

you'd be happy for him.

Not as happy as I'd be for me.

- Hey, guys.

- Waymon.

- We were just talking about you.

- How you doing?

- What took so long? You're late.

- Work. What else? I'm still not done.

I'm just here taking a quick break.

Uh, club soda with lime, please.

You shouldn't work so hard, Waymon.

You should find a nice little honey,

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