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we're trying to locate.

Shouldn't...

If a company...

If a literary agency...

makes a copy of every contract...

Of every single contract

it makes with a client...

and then puts it in a file...

in the appropriate file...

shouldn't the copy...

be in that file?

- Yes, I suppose it should.

- It should, right?

- Yes.

- Right?

Unless, of course,

it's somehow been misfiled.

- Misfiled?

- Yes, misfiled.

Sometimes somebody puts a document

in the wrong file, and then it's misfiled.

It makes it much harder to find.

What do you mean? Who?

I don't know who exactly.

- You don't?

- I don't.

Whoever filed

it in the first place, but...

For God's sakes, I am not telling you

one single thing you don't already know.

How could somebody misfile something?

What could be easier?

It's all alphabetical.

You just put it in the right file,

according to alphabetical order.

- You know, A, B, C, D, E, F, G.

- Peter.

H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P.

Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z.

That's all you have to do!

Very good. You know your alphabet.

I've never misfiled anything!

Not once! Not one time!

I'm sure that you didn't.

I want to know, really. Who did?

I cannot possibly tell you that.

- You can't?

- I can't.

And you call yourself a psychiatrist.

It's kinda bright in here, isn't it?

He is so eccentric.

Yes, Mr. Loew?

Actually, she's just leaving.

Sure. Alva,

Mr. Loew would like to see you.

Come in.

I hope you're not still angry at me

about the other day.

I apologized and I honestly meant it.

Pistachio?

That mescaline does strange stuff.

I'll never do that again. Jeez.

I know. I did it once.

- Did you?

- Just once, in high school.

High school.

Yes.

Those were the days.

So. Why do you have your coat on?

I'm leaving. It's 5:00.

But you know, you still haven't found

that contract yet, have you?

There are 15 Der Spiegel files.

It's all I do all day.

But you haven't found it yet.

Don't you think it would be

a good idea to stay late?

Maybe work a little overtime?

My eyes are killing me.

I was also thinking today...

that maybe you could put somebody else

on the job for a while.

Or another secretary to help me out.

To make the job easier.

There is no one else

in this entire office...

that I could possibly ask

to share such a horrible job.

You're the lowest

on the totem pole here. The lowest.

Do you realize that?

Every other secretary who's been here

has been here longer than you. Every one.

And even if there was someone here who

was here just one day longer than you...

I still wouldn't ask that person

to partake in such a miserable job...

as long as you were around.

That's right.

It's a horrible job.

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