Formica Mike: Well, well, well. What do we got here? A whole lot of crappy furniture with no one to buy it.
Murray: So, you're working for this putz now?
Formica Mike: That's right. I just snaked your top salesman. Must be killin' ya.
Murray: No, I'm good.
Formica Mike: No, but he's your brother, and now he's working for me the enemy.
Murray: Yeah, well, things happen.
Formica Mike: Wow. That's, uh, that's not the reaction I was expecting.
Marvin: [chuckles] Look at him. It's eating him up inside.
Formica Mike: I don't know. He doesn't seem so put out by the whole thing.
Marvin: Nah, nah, nah, nah. You don't know him like I do. He is dying to take me back. Okay. I'll come back.
Murray: Bup bup! Nope, you see the sign. Says "no refunds on damaged goods." Hoo-hoo!