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[Pacey has just asked Rich to borrow some money because Pacey lost all his in a foolhardy stock investment
] Rich Rinaldi
: Pacey, you are so good at your job that often I forget how young, naive, and stupid you are. Pacey Witter
: Rich, I really don't need the speech from you right now. Rich Rinaldi
: Oh, I think you do. And in response to your request, I'm going to tell you what you should have told your friend in the first place: no! Pacey Witter
: Wait, that's it? I come to you, I embarrass myself, and all you can tell me is just a big, plain "no"? Rich Rinaldi
: Pretty much, yeah. Pacey Witter
: You know Rich, you are so good at your job too that often I forget what an unfeeling prick you are!
: Rich, please. I'm just asking you for this one small favor, just one time. No one will know about this. It will only stay between you and me. After that, I'll never ask your for anything in this lifetime again or the... Rich Rinaldi
] Read my lips: I... don't... do... favors... Witter! Pacey Witter
: Why not? Because, God fobid, you'd have to drop the Gordon Gekko routine for a minute or two? This will be so easy for you just help me out here! Rich Rinaldi
: Help you out? I'm done helping you out! I gave you this job, Witter! I showed you how things worked around here. I gave you a chance to escape some bottom-feeding existence from that small town where you grew up. And every step of the way, you have been a soulful, moralistic, holier-than-thou pain in my ass! So you tell me, why should I help you out?
: Here, take this pen and write down today's date. Because from this day fourth, you will amount to nothing. You are failure and a loser! You deserve to get what's coming... Pacey Witter
: Stop calling me a loser! Don't you ever call me a loser! Rich Rinaldi
] Oh, what are you gonna do about it... loser? Loser! Loser...
[Pacey punches Rich, and attacks him, but stops seconds later looking disgusted at himself and realizing too late, that he fell into Rinaldi's ploy
] Rich Rinaldi
: Don't worry, it's over. You're through. You're fired. You're finished. You'll never work in this company, in this town... or in this state again! Why do you look so down? This is what you wanted all along, right? Loser!
[looking down at the floor, Pacey sorrowly walks out