Frankie: Anyway, um... I found a paycheck for $146.32, but it's expired. So, if you'll just issue me a new one, I'll be on my way.
Mr. Ehlert: Frances, you haven't worked here in two years, and now you're coming to me begging for cash?
Frankie: Look, I just want what's owed me. You can make it a nice round number... $146. I'll forget the 32 cents.
Mr. Ehlert: You know what else is a nice round number? Zero.
Frankie: Mr. Ehlert...
Mr. Ehlert: Frances, I give my charity at home. Well, actually, I don't give it there either. But if I were gonna give charity, and I won't, I would certainly not give it at work. Now if you want your money, you gotta come in and earn it.
Frankie: But I already did! I-I mean, I know I didn't sell a lot of cars, but I made the coffee, I stacked the brochures, I came to work on time. A-almost on time.
Mr. Ehlert: Look, you're lucky you got me in a good mood. I'll tell you what, you come in this Saturday and work for me, and I'll give you the money. Now skedaddle. I've got a sitz bath in the men's room singing a siren song to my keister.