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Violet Newstead (Character)
from Nine to Five (1980)

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Nine to Five (1980)
[a candy-striper, with a 'Buffy' nametag, approaches Violet who's hauling a dead corpse on a gurny under a sheet]
Buffy: Excuse me. Could you tell me where the coffee shop is?
Violet: [nervous tone] The what?
Buffy: The coffee shop.
Violet: The coffee shop? No, I'm new here, I don't drink coffee.
Buffy: I'm new here too. Where do you work?
Violet: Uh... downstairs.
Buffy: In the morgue?
Violet: [nervous tone] Yes, that's right!
Buffy: [looks at the body on the gurny] How did he... ?
Violet: Coffee... too much coffee. I'm just taking him out for some air. Uh, I mean fresh air for me, he's just coming along for the ride.
[Buffy gasps]
Violet: WHAT?
Buffy: Oh, you're a doctor! I'm sorry, I didn't see your badge.
[Violet looks at the badge and finally realizes that the white lab coat she's stolen is a doctor's]
Violet: Oh yeah... I'm a doctor. So why the hell am I talking to you? Piss off!

Violet: Okay, okay, I'm gonna leave, but I'm gonna tell you one thing before I go: don't you ever refer to me as 'your girl' again.
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: What in God's name are you talking about?
[Doralee enters]
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Doralee, now what are we gonna do about this chair?
Violet: I'll tell you what I'm talking about; I'm no girl, I'm a woman. Do you hear me? I'm not your wife or your mother...
[gesturing toward Doralee]
Violet: or even your mistress.
Doralee: What?
Violet: I am your employee and as such I expect to be treated equally with a little dignity and a little respect!

Doralee: What do you mean "mistress?"
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Never mind. She's just a little upset.
Violet: Doralee, just come off it for God's sake! The whole company knows you two are having an affair.
Doralee: Who's been saying we're having an affair?
Violet: Who's been saying it?
[points at Hart]
Violet: He has.
Doralee: [turns to Hart, wide-eyed] What?

Violet: Oh, God. They know about the rat poison. I might as well just turn myself in.
Doralee: Violet, it was an accident.
Violet: I'm a murderer.
Judy: No, you're not.
Violet: I'm a murderess. I'm gonna go to the pen. My poor kids. I'm gonna lose my job.
Judy: Violet, stop this.
Violet: I'm no fool. I've killed the boss, you think they're not gonna fire me for a thing like that?

Violet: He wants to prosecute.
Doralee: Well why wouldn't he? He's got you for poisoning him, and me for roping him, and *YOU* for acting like he was first prize at a turkey shoot!

[Violet's fantasy - she's Snow White and Hart is the villain]
Violet: Your coffee, Mr. Hart.
[Hart drinks the coffee, steam comes from his ears, he screams and his head spins around on his neck]
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: I think there was something in that coffee.
Violet: I think you're right.
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: I think it was poison.
Violet: Right again.
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: I think you did it.
Violet: [singing] Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
[sticks tongue out]
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Why?
Violet: Why do you think?
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Because I'm a sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot?
Violet: Bingo.

Violet: [about Judy] But Norman, she has never worked a day in her life before.
Norman Lane: I thought you'd be sympathetic.
Violet: I am sympathetic, Norman, but please, why do I have to train her? Let her go work in somebody else's section.
Norman Lane: She's very willing and she needs the job, she's recently divorced.
Violet: So, and I'm a widow with 4 kids; Jerry should have never died, I could - I'd have been better off, I could have divorced him. Is that her?
Norman Lane: Yes.
Violet: We're gonna need a special locker for the hat.

Violet: One thing you should know about dear old Roz... She's the eyes, ears, nose, and throat of Mr. Hart. Anything she hears, he hears.
Judy: You mean she's a... a company spy?
Violet: I wouldn't exactly say that, I'd just say that if you want to gossip in the ladies' room, I'd check under the stalls, first, for her shoes.

Roz Keith: Here, Violet, you can put this up on the bulletin board.
Violet: Thanks, Roz, I know just where to *stick* it.

Violet: What could we use to keep Hart quiet?
Judy: Blackmail?
Violet: Blackmail, oh that sounds good! What could we get on him...?
Judy: A sex scandal! Take a picture of him in bed with a prositute.
Doralee: No, who'd care?
Violet: Yeah, Hart would just buy up all the copies and then distribute them as Christmas cards.

Violet: What are you, a man or a mouse? I mean, a woman or a wouse?

Violet: I have to go shopping. We're running out of everything: cat food, fish food, ant spray, rat poison.

Roz Keith: Did you get my memo?
Violet: [ambiguously] I did, Roz. I tore right through it.

Doralee: Is that one of those marijuana cigarettes?
Violet: [Under her breath] We don't have enough for everyone, cool it!

Judy: What did you say it was called?
[Passes joint to Violet]
Violet: Maui Wowee!
Judy: Well, I love it!
Violet: It's *primo!*

Judy: [the girls have stolen the wrong body from the hospital] Oh, this is terrible. It's so improper. It's so disrespectful!
Violet: He's dead! He doesn't mind!

Doralee: That's just great! We just waltz into the hospital and say, "We're sorry, we made a mistake." Well, maybe they'll give us Hart's body in exchange!
Violet: There is no need to get sarcastic!

Violet: [sees Roz approaching] Uh oh... here comes General Patton.

Violet: [getting high with the other two women and discussing Hart] I don't think I could ever shoot a gun, I don't care... I can't understand guys like Hart, who go out and shoot things, like Bambi and Thumper... and that cute little skunk?

Doralee: [stepping out from behind the car after seeing that the wrong corpse is in the trunk of the car] Uh, Judy? Would you come back here for a second?
Judy: What?
Doralee: Look.
Judy: Who's that?
Doralee: I don't know.
Judy: Where's Hart?
Doralee: I don't know.
Judy: Oh, my God, you mean she... OH MY GOD!
Doralee: [stepping out from beind the car] Violet, honey, would you come over here for a second?
Violet: What is the matter with you two? We have got to get the - who is that?

[Violet, planning to get rid of a dead corpse from the hospital that she thinks is Hart's body, drives crazily and speeds along the highway with Doralee and Judy in the car with her]
Judy Bernly: Where's the body?
Violet Newstead: In the trunk! Look, all we have to do is get some cement blocks, chain them to his feet and pitch him off the end of the pier, and no one will ever know.
Doralee Rhodes: You are crazy! They'll find it, they always find it!
Violet Newstead: Oh-hoh, crazy am I? They never found Jimmy Hoffa!

[the captive Franklin Hart, tied down to his bed, has just been informed by the ladies about finding a company owned warehouse empty]
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: An empty warehouse? What's wrong with that?
Violet: That's what Billy Sol Estes said, and they gave him 15 years for embezzlement.
Judy: That warehouse is supposed to be filled with inventory from Consolidated.
Doralee: But you sold all of it, and you pocketed the money.
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: You'll never be able to prove that.
Violet: Well, I am going to order the inventory invoices from the head office in New York on Monday. When they arrive by the end of the week, I think you'll see the light.
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: [getting angry] Start tangling with me and you'd better be prepared to play very rough. If you think I am going to be intimidated or stopped by you three dim-witted broads you're mistaken! No woman takes me on and gets away with it! I'm gonna get loose. I'm gonna get loose even if I have to kill one of you to do it! I will not hesitate to kill a woman!

Violet: I guess I must've made a mistake.
Doralee: You steal the wrong body from the hospital and all you can say is I must have made a mistake!
Violet: It could happen to anyone.