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: You know, for kids.
[Norville is putting mail into boxes
: What do you do if the envelope is too big for the slot? Ancient Sorter
: Well, if you fold 'em, they fire you. I usually throw 'em out.
: Look who's here. Amy Archer, Prize-itzer Pule winner.
: You're a MUNCIE girl?
[singing the Muncie school fight song
, Amy Archer
: Fight on, fight on, dear old Muncie/Fight on, hoist the gold and blue/You'll be tattered, torn, and hurtin'/Once the Munce is done with you/Go... Eagles!
: I just got hired today. Ancient Sorter
: Hmm-mmm. Norville
: You know, entry level. Ancient Sorter
: Tell me about it. Norville
: But I got big ideas.
: [to Sidney
] Sir, my leg is on fire!
: Cigarette? Amy Archer
: No, thank you.
: Yes siree... This is my ticket up upstairs.
: [to Amy
] Now let me ask you a question: Would an imbecile come up with this?
[shows Amy a picture of a circle
: [to Amy
] Say Amy, how about you and I grab a little dinner and a show after work. i was thinking maybe 'The King And I'.
[Amy slaps him
: How about 'Oklahoma'?
: It's fun, it's healthy, it's good exercise. The kids will just love it. and we put a little sand inside to make the experience more pleasant.
: Did you have any idea it would be such a huge response? Norville
: Well frankly, I don't think anybody expected this much hoopla.
: Did they consider you an idea man when they promoted you from the mailroom? Norville
: Well I guess so. I don't think they promoted me because i'm a shmo.
: I've been watching you Norville Barnes, even though you're trying to avoid me. Norville
: Amy, you don't... Amy Archer
: Shut up! And don't think I hadn't noticed how you'd changed.
: A smooth talking heel.
: What's your pleasure, buddy? Norville
: Forty-four. Buzz
: Forty-four! Top brass floor... Say, buddy, what takes fifty years to get up to the top floor, and thirty seconds to get down? Waring Hudsucker! Ya get it, buddy? Say, buddy...
[elevator doors open, people enter
: Mr. Klein up to nine, Mrs. Dell, Personnel, Mr. Levin, thirty-seven. Mr. Levin
: [correcting him
] Thirty-six. Buzz
: WALK DOWN! Buzz
: [a heavyset man approaches the elevator
] Ladies and gentlemen, please step to the rear. Here comes the gargantuan Mr. Grier. Mr. Grier
: Buzz. Buzz
: Say, buddy! Who is the most liquid businessman on the street? Waring Hudsucker! Say, buddy, when is the sidewalk fully dressed? When it's Waring Hudsucker!
[laughs, but no one else does
: Ya get it, buddy? It's a pun, it's knee slapper, it's a play on Jesus, Joseph and Mary... is that a blue letter? Cripes-amighty, why didn't ya tell a guy? Hold on, folks, we're express to the top floor!