He Was a Quiet Man

It was easier in the past.

A man knew what it was to be a man.

You stood up for things that were wrong.

You had the right to do so.

You were expected to do so.

The way you lived,

the training you put yourself through,

prepared you for the inevitable confrontations,

ones that could end in dismemberment

or even death.

Then something happened.

We passed laws of decency.

Lawyers became our shepherds.

And what was once a fairly easy thing to understand

became muddled in the bureaucracy

of what we call being civilized.

A man could no longer stand up

to the wrongs that were around him.

He had to go through courts and lawyers

and trudge through miles of red tape.

Women demanded equality, and she got it.

Not by getting everything the man had,

but by the man being castrated

in the form of order.

I don't care what you say.

That's not progress.

It's not evolution.

It's a disease, and it needs someone

that understands what's at stake.

Someone who can stand up like a real man

and take action against injustice

and unfairness in this world.

Today.

Right now.

Before lunch.

Number one for the office mascot.

Number two for Miss Congeniality.

Number three for "the early bird gets the worm. "

Four for the master brownnoser.

Number five for the ungrateful backstabber.

And last but not least,

number six...

number six...

Just do it.

You can do it.

Just do it.

Shelby wants this by Friday, okay?

And make sure there's nothing missing this time.

Friday, Maconel.

Make it happen.

It's all about timing.

Nothing worthwhile is done without it.

My time will come.

Bob?

Um, my husband's brother's family's

coming into town next weekend

and I was just kind of wondering maybe

if there's any possibility you could do your yard?

I'll see what I can do.

That'd be great. Thanks.

Chickened out again, didn't you?

I didn't chicken out.

I just didn't think the timing was right.

Oh, right. Yeah. Uh-huh.

The timing again.

Hey, buddy, I think I've heard that one before.

You should be happy I didn't do it today.

'Cause if I did, who'd be here to feed you, huh?

Hey, who cares about food,

as long as those goddamn bastards die, right?

Huh? They die.

Fuck 'em.

All right. Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey. Hey, that's mine.

Now, what exactly is

your fear about these chickens?

comes from the epidemic

of bird flu and the diseases.

And then...Pow! I mean, we could all die.

Well, I think that's just a bit extreme.

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"59871239HX. "

Check.

Love the hula girl.

How's that recount coming?

You said Friday. That's tomorrow.

Tomorrow morning. I'd like to see it before then.

Why? You won't be able to tell if I missed anything.

Look, I am not going through this with you again.

Come on, Harper, I wanna get a table with a view.

I already reserved one.

Cool. Hey, what's this?

Hey, that's mine. Put it down.

Come on. What's it do?

Give it back. Put it down.

Maybe it turns on his brain. Give it back.

Give it back. That's mine!

What's the button do? Blow up the entire world!

Give it back. Give it back.

Let it go.

Fine, take your stupid toy. Hey.

I need that list done by 5 P. M. sharp.

I'll let you have the honors today.

Hey, hula man.

Hope you didn't break her heart too.

09871239847.

Check.

Were you looking down my blouse? Sorry.

Yeah, you're sorry. Sorry you got caught.

I thought you were somebody else.

Oh, so I'm not the only one you're harassing.

I'm not harass...

I have to deliver these.

I catch you looking at me like that again,

I'm taking it upstairs.

You know, they have rules to protect women

from men like you!

Mr. Harper?

Maconel!

You are so lucky you didn't go home.

I wasn't going home.

Then where were you?

I told you I wanted that list by 5.

That's why I brought them up to your office,

but you weren't there.

Of course I wasn't there.

I was down here looking for you.

I thought you wanted me to deliver them.

You thought.

You thought?

Give me this.

You didn't staple it?

I used a paper clip.

Well, that was really smart, wasn't it?

Hey, Harp. Shelby wants you in on this conference call.

Okay.

Staple those together

and wait in your cube until I get back.

We're not done with this.

There comes a time

when the diseased and the weak

must be sacrificed

in order to save the herd.

One for the office mascot.

Number two for Miss Congeniality.

Number three for "the early bird gets the worm. "

Four for the master brownnoser.

Number five for the ungrateful backstabber.

And last but not least,

number six...

number six...

Just do it.

Oh, shit.

Maconel!

I told that drone not to leave.

Hey, anybody seen Maconel?

Coleman?

Maconel.

Ralf, look at what you did.

Yeah.

How did it feel?

Satisfying.

Christ. Coleman?

Shit. Shit.

I think that's your cue to leave.

You don't kill this many people

and simply walk away.

No trial.

No trial.

Oh, my God, it's Vanessa.

Vanessa?

I thought it was that Paula bitch.

It's a common mistake.

I liked Vanessa.

She has a good smile.

Great smile.

She could light up a room with that thing.

She's alive. Vanessa's still alive.

Hey. Whoa. What are you doing?

I thought you liked her. That's why I wanna put her out of her misery.

How do you know she's in misery?

Believe me, it is better this way.

Wait. Don't you need that last bullet for yourself?

Don't be telling me how to do this, Maconel.

It's only because you're lamer than I am,

I haven't blown you away at this point.

Excuse me, but in as much as we may have

the same feelings about these people,

I'm not half as lame as you are.

Oh, no?

Then you tell me what you'd call a man

who's stupid enough to piss off a maniac

with a fucking loaded gun.

I'd call him a maniac...

with his own fucking loaded gun.

Ha.

That was six.

Vanessa.

It's okay.

You're gonna make it.