Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Look, why don't you work in here with me?
while she was making a chump out of you.
the ultimate decision is yours.
Leave your apron in the locker room.
Without fear of the whims of the stockholders or an impatient board.
Listen, Norville, you can't trust people here like you did in Muncie.
picking the grubs and burrs from one another's coats.
Hey.
where you would die like a miserable swine.
Waring Hudsucker, hereby bequeaths him...
I used to love Norville Barnes.
No, too risky. He's green but he's not slow.
Oh, yes, I loved a woman once, Sid, as you well know.
A man of great managerial potency.
It might interest you to know I studied Finnish in high school.
I'm earning my keep.
Get out of my office! Get up! Up!
- 44 floors... - Forty-five.
and our spin ain't over yet.
I call it the Buzz-Sucker. You get it, buddy?
- He didn't odder you money? - A sawbuck!
Sure, Norville, sure.
They're all trying to catch hold of one moment of time...
Hello, Niagara.
Put your feet up.
The Hula-Hoop!
- Maybe I was a little rough on him... - Forget it.
And money drives that old global economy...
I've seen Norville Barnes, the young man in a big hurry...
you know for Trust
Need an extra few minutes for a meeting, and they dock you!
You haven't talked to me for a week and now I'm going to say my piece.
- Muncie. - Whatever.
Easy, tough guy.
Norville?
Paul,
Take a look at this sweet baby!
Barnes is the name on every American lip.
Norville!
- She's looking for her mark. - She finds him.
Cutest little place near my apartment in Greenwich Village.
useful.
Sincerely, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
sure, sure...
Oh, it's not your fault, Amy.
and that, needless to say, is a new record.
Sure, sure. But your friends called you dope?
Shut up! Exactly.
In fact, why don't you fire him? Scratch that, I'll fire him.
Sure, sure
SANS COMPTER L'ENTRESOL
- Parcel-size, a maroon voucher! - This is for Morgatross! Chop-chop!
- I know I put up a big front, but... - I believe in you, Norville.
You don't believe me, ask Waring Hudsucker.
- Here comes the gargantuan Mr. Grier. - Buzz.
He didn't look unhappy.
A set-up. Oh, and say, did I tell you?
Now then, you're from the basement, aren't you?
Okay, Ms. Archer.
You see, I don't intend to be an elevator boy forever.
Anyway, for a few more minutes it is.
Norville, you don't know a thing about that woman!
You see, Buzz, it lacks the creative spark...
we're loaded.
...an exciting new beginning. I will retain fond...
Dear, Ms. Archer.
To mark this occasion of corporate loss...
Do you mean to say...
- What? - On Farm Route 17?
My God! You're animals!
Not that I'd trade a day, an hour, a moment of it for anything.
Norville, there's something I have to tell you.
regardless of race, creed or color.
Muncie, Indiana.
but armed with determination, work ethic...