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Doralee Rhodes (Character)
from 9 to 5 (1980)

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9 to 5 (1980)
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?

Doralee: So, you've been tellin' everybody I've been sleepin' with ya, huh? Well that explains it! That's why these people treat me like some dime-store floozy. They think I'm screwin' the boss! Oooh, and you just love it, don't you? It gives you some sort of cheap thrill like knockin' over pencils and pickin' up papers! Get your scummy hands offa me! Look I've been straight with you since the first day I got here, and I've put up with all of your pinchin' and starin' and chasin' me around the desk because I need this job. But this is the last straw! Look, I've got a gun out there in my purse. Up until now I've been forgivin' and forgettin' because of the way I was brought up, but I'll tell you one thing. If you ever say another word about me or make another indecent proposal, I'm gonna get that gun of mine, and I'm gonna change you from a rooster to a hen with one shot! And don't think I can't do it.

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!

Doralee: You know... I just don't get it, Dwayne.
Dwayne Rhodes: What's that, honey?
Doralee: I'm as nice as I know how to be to every single person in that office. Everyone treats ME like a... BASTARD at a family reunion.

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.

[in Doralee's fantasy, she's the boss making advances toward her secretary Hart]
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Mrs. Rhodes... I am a married man.
Doralee: Forget about your wife! I mean, you may be hers in the evening, but you're my boy from 9 to 5!

[Hart mistakenly believes Doralee, Violet and Judy have attempted to murder him]
Doralee: But it really was a mistake, Mr. Hart, Violet put the poison in strictly by ACCIDENT!
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Oh really? Well, she might be able to get a jury to believe that; then again, she might not. But I think the real question here is whether or not YOU want to take that chance.
Doralee: Just what are you driving at?
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: It's very simple. You come over to my house tonight and I forget the whole thing.
Doralee: You are DISGUSTING!
Franklin M. Hart Jr.: Is that a "no"? Too bad.

Doralee: Well, I say we hire a couple'a wranglers to go upstairs and beat the shit out of him.

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

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!

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.