Norm: Diane! It's- It's gone!
Diane: What's gone?
Norm: Well, my proposal and my career. The pastry!
Diane: Oh, no.
Thompkins: [o.s.] f my plan is implemented immediately, we'll enjoy a 58% growth in cash flow. And we'll achieve it no later than the third quarter of the next fiscal year.
Norm: Thompkins. The thief.
Diane: Get in there and defend yourself.
Norm: Damn right I will.
Man: [o.s.] Thompkins, you idiot! You've completely ignored the obvious. Our resulting tax liability would cost us a fortune.
Thompkins: Uh, actually, sir, it's not my plan. It's the new guy, Peterson's, you see...
Man: [o.s.] Don't try blaming another man for this garbage. Now stop wasting our time and get back to work.
Thompkins: Just my luck. I had to share the office with a moron.
Norm: Hey, sorry.
Man: I'll give him this, though. The man knows his pastry.