Judith: Dick, we still haven't gotten your release form for the staff retreat.
Dick: Oh, that.
Strudwick: We need an accurate head count to get 10% off on parking. You're holding us back, Dick.
Dick: Why should I go? So the sunset can bore me? So a marmot can lick my oblivious face? So I can be so lost in my ennui that I fall off a cliff and- and- and nearly plummet to my... I'm in!
Strudwick: What are you so damn excited about?
Dick: I'm in! I'm going on that camping trip, and I am going to have a near-death experience if it kills me!