Darryl: Would you just fire me, man?
Andy: Why? Because you didn't win the lottery? How am I supposed to make you happy?
Darryl: You wanna make me happy? Huh?
Andy: Yeah.
Darryl: Give me your job.
Andy: Haha, what?
Darryl: I'll do it better than you. I earned it. I deserve it. I got passed over, God knows why. Reasons I cannot and will not understand. The job was mine Andy. Everyone said it was mine. Make me manager or fire me.
Andy: I'm not gonna give you my job. It's my job! I earned it! And here's the thing, you weren't even next in line. I asked about you, I saw your file. You have a history of being short with people and you hired Glenn, your buddy, to replace you in the warehouse. He was under qualified. They saw that.
Nate: Also, Darryl, FYI, I already told this to Andy, but uh, you should probably know I technically don't have a hearing problem, it's just when there's a lot of noises...
Andy: Nate! Please....thank you. [to Darryl] You have no business education, you were gonna take classes under Deangelo, what happened to that?
Darryl: He died.
Andy: He didn't die, his brain died. And my brain is still very much alive and I'd be happy to give you business classes. How come you haven't asked me about it?