JS: It's over, Mike!
MB: Yeah, I know. We lost.
JS: I wasn't talking about the game...you're fired!
MB: What!
JS: You heard me!
MB: What about the 10 year deal, the lifetime package?
JS: I really blew that. I should have learned from that idiot Kevin White who gave Fatso the same deal.
MB: You're a dumb shyster lawyer!
JS: Don't give me a hard time or I'll call security!
MB: Go ahead!
JS: I'll have them put you in a straight jacket and then shave you, and put a suit and tie on you.
MB: Nooo...please!
JS: All right, then shut up and listen. You probably want to hear about your golden parachute, right?
MB: Yeah, and I better get every unearned penny coming to me!
JS: Don't worry. Fr. Jenkins put a lien on my salary, and your buyout will come from my pocket. What an outrage!
MB: It just breaks my heart, Jack!
JS: Now get out of here and don't ever come back, loser!
MB: Parting is such sweet sorrow, Jackson!