Andy: I can't go back to London. I'm totally in over my head on this project. Every day, someone comes up to me and says, "I need your approval on this, Mr. Dwyer." "I need your signature, Mr. Dwyer." "That's not a toilet, Mr. Dwyer."
April: But you said everything was going awesome. You said you were like Chuck Norris.
Andy: I am, but I'm like Chuck Norris now. Some old guy with a beard who used to be good at karate but became a dumb has-been and is scared and confused about his big London job.
April: Okay.
Andy: The parallels between he and I are very eerie.