Dick: Lucy, please, sit down. I summoned you here because there seems to have been a little misunderstanding. Somehow you got the impression that I fired you. [chuckles]
Lucy: Oh, you mean like when you said, "Pack your bags, princess, the free ride is over"?
Dick: Well, I'm not saying the misunderstanding is entirely your fault. Let's try another approach.
Lucy: Cut the bull, Doc. You want me to drop my grievance so you can get your sorry butt off the chopping block.
Dick: Ah, poor thing. I see the mashed potato fumes have gone to your brain.
Lucy: What?
Dick: Look, things happened that maybe shouldn't have happened. I'm not here to place blame. But I'm sure we can reach an agreement just as soon as you substantially change your attitude.
Lucy: [chuckles] I don't have to change my attitude for you.
Dick: Okay, I tried to give you a second chance, but you blew it! Out you go! You're fired!
Lucy: You can't fire me. You don't have the power.
Dick: Oh, I don't, do I not?
Lucy: No, you don't! And you never did. Now, isn't that right?
Dick: Please, let there be an earthquake. Let there be an earthquake.
Lucy: Pardon me. I gotta make a call to my lawyer.
Dick: Oh! Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho! So you're gonna cut me out of your will, are you? Well, I can do the same! You're out! [to himself] I am so screwed.