Категория: Работа

A mug of ale in my hand, putting my feet up on a settle after a hard day's work.

Only, you've never done a hard day's work.

That's, uh, $27.50.

I... I never carry a wallet when I'm working. Ruins the lines of my suit.

Oh.

But, uh, how about a crisp high five?

Do pass my compliments on to your master.

I shall. A craftsman is always proud to hear his work is appreciated.

I know the first thing your Uncle Ben would say.

Yeah, I know too. 'You better hurry up, party's over. You gotta get a job.'

Alright, the second thing he would say: 'Don't just follow the path, make your own trail.'

Ralph Waldo Emerson.

No.

What do you mean, no?

Ben told me he made it up!

These shots are so good.

I'd love to shoot you sometime.

Peter Parker... Peter...

Parker! Miss Brant, that's not the position I hired you for!

Look, I'm begging you. If you do this, I will lose everything. There's not a paper in town that will hire me.

You should've thought of that earlier.

What are you doing, Peter?

Show this to your editor. Tell him to check his source next time.

So are you starting your day or did you just get off?

Oh, I don't know if I ever get off. They call, I go, you know?

So what is it you do?

I'm a driver.

Oh, like a chauffeur? You drive around important people?

I guess I do.

Anyone I'd know?

I hope not.

What do you want me to do John? You want me to let you run out of here, see how far you can get?

Why would you do such a foolish thing?

On the day of my judgment, when I stand before God, and He asks me why did I kill one of his true miracles, what am I gonna say? That it was my job?

Since when do you have a job?

Since last week. It's part-time at this little vintage thrift store. My boss is this really smart, eccentric old man that treats me nice and values me.

Can't wait to meet this fascinating character.

Dad, I need a ride to work.

Maybe Rick can give you a ride. I'm helping Morty with science.

I'm busy.

Doing what?

Uh, anything else.

Who are you talking to right now? Who is it you think you see? Do you know how much I make a year? I mean, even if I told you, you wouldn't believe it. You know what would happen if I decided to stop going in to work? A business big enough that it could be listed on the NASDAQ goes belly up. Disappears. It ceases to exist without me.

Well, you always said this place could be bugged. Now we know.

Yeah, well. I don't like it. It's a violation of the work space.

Gale, for our purposes 96 percent will do just fine. Please... don't let this trouble you.

Yeah. It's just I'd love to know who synthesized it, is all.

A man who wants to work with me. A trained chemist, like yourself. But it won't happen. I don't consider him a professional.

If he's not, I don't know what that makes me.

I need 200 pounds per week to make this economically viable. You would choose your own hours, of course come and go as you please so long as the quota is met.

Sorry. The answer is still no.

You want a job?

A job? Who's got a job for me?

I do.