Sam: Hey, Henri, what can I do for you?
Henri: Uh, I need a favor, Sam. I need you to tell the Unemployment Office that I applied for a job, and you turned me down. [Sam laughs]
Carla: Sammy, come here.
Sam: What?
Carla: Listen, why don't we hire the guy? That would help me out a lot.
Sam: Oh, I- I don't know about that.
Carla: Henri, did you ever tend bar?
Henri: Well, yes, but...
Carla: You're hired.
Henri: No, no, but you are missing the point. You are to turn me down and send me on my way so that I might spend my afternoon watching television.
Sam: I'm sorry, man, but I need the help. Thanks.
Henri: Zut alors. Okay, give me an apron. Oh, mon dieu. I am filling Woody's shoes. Oh, the pressure.