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I'm having this baby here!
Cheyenne, this is unacceptable.
You're suspended with pay.
What you did back there was awesome.
- They let me go. - They fired Glenn.
So about that walkout?
I know you're scared,
but rest assured Cloud 9 will be fine without you.
Oh, and have a heavenly day.
That's what I think of her.
Yeah, she's a fart noise.
- Yeah! -
Yeah.
Listen, who cares about Dina?
We did it. - Yeah!
We did it!
So do we just go home now or...
- All the time, man. - Yeah? So you heard it too?
Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am, ma'am,
please, let me help you with that, okay?
- Oh, thanks. - You're welcome.
- Glenn! - What?
What are you doing, man? We're protesting.
Oh, right! Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am.
I'm... I'm... Good luck with that.
Oh, my God, what have I done?
Okay, I never meant to get involved in a strike.
I just got caught up in the drama.
- This is not a strike. - Yeah, it is.
What would you call it?
A... demonstration?
An expression of discontentedness?
I don't know, we're just here to get Glenn's job back.
Mm, "Noun. A refusal to work,
organized by a body of employees as a form of protest."
Okay, it doesn't matter what we call it.
Cool, then we'll just call it a strike.
- It's not a strike. - Guys, should we be concerned
that a Cloud 9 corporate car just pulled in?
We are screwed.
They just sent an enforcer to drop the hammer on us.
Dennis, did I put you on go-backs
or did I tell you to stand around crying
about your dead dog all day?
Get in the game. We're understaffed.
Hi.
Oh, who buys these?
Excuse me.
Hi, I'm Jeff Sutton. I'm the District Manager.
Could I see some ID?
Sure.
Just a second.
You photograph terribly. Never model.
Uh, who are you?
Dina Fox, Assistant Manager.
Well, I used to be Assistant Manager.
I had to resign my position in order to pursue
a sexual relationship with a subordinate.
Didn't work out. Not really your business.
Anyway, I've gone ahead and taken my old job back.
Okay, I'm gonna have to let Corporate know about that.
I get it. You want me to work for it.
Show you I got what it takes.
Here we go. - Okay.
How many you want, 50? Hundred?
I could for sure do seven.
No, thank you.
No push-ups are necessary today for this.
Maybe just run outside and grab whoever's in charge
and ask them to come in for a meeting?
Of course.
I mean, that's what an assistant manager does, right?
- Yes. - And for the record,
your body would photograph great.
It's just your face that's bad.
- Oh. - Jump on register one, Jeff.
Oh, hi.
Um...
Excuse me.
Your boos fuel me.
I'm here to talk to the heat.
I assume Amy and I are the heat?
District Manager Jeff Sutton wants a meeting.
Okay, yeah. We'll talk.
Yes! I knew I could get you.
All right, break room, ten minutes.
If you're not there by then...
well, we'll wait.
Okay, what are our demands?
No, we don't have demands.
We just want Glenn's job back.
- Hear, hear. - And if they say no,
we go back to work anyway!
Mateo.
Why not try to get more than Glenn's job back, right?
I mean, we're already on strike.
We're not on strike.
We're already on expression of discontentedness.
Why not ask for things like...
like, uh, better health insurance?
And we don't get paid for overtime,
even when we work overtime.
There you go, Sandra.
Yeah, they should let us vape in the store, right?
Well...
I want Cloud 9 to be closer to my house.
Guys, if we go in there asking for everything,
we're gonna get nothing, okay?
We need to get Glenn's job back.
Oh, so just like that
and the vaping thing, huh?
Yeah, good idea, madam.
Dougie, we all know that's you.
You're the only one who vapes.
I'm not making fun of you. It's just so pink.
It's all they had in my size.
And will you please take off that stupid fedora?
It completes the look.
You look like Carmen Sandiego.
We do not negotiate with terrorists.
Who's the terrorist in this scenario, Dina?
That suit you're wearing.
Eh, no one's a terrorist.
Again, you don't have to be here.
Oh, I'm not gonna leave you alone with these two monsters.
Okay, so why don't you guys just tell me what you want?
Well, Jeff, it's really quite...
I'm sorry, Jeff. I'm gonna need a minute.
I'm not saying anything.
I'm just doing this to intimidate him.
Nod your head.
That was way too big. Smaller nods.
Okay, now giggle like I said something charming.
Okay, Jeff, what we want
is for Glenn to be rehired as Store Manager.
I would sooner slit my throat and Jeff's throat
before I'd let that happen.
Dina, if... if you're gonna be here,
I just need you to observe.
Ah, Assistant Manager style.
I got it.
So I am authorized to rehire Glenn.
Really?
Well, that's... that's great.
Fantastic news, Jeff. Thanks.
Take that off.
Corporate is just asking
that you and the rest of the employees sign here.
Then everybody can get back to work,
and I can go home, which is a relief
'cause they've got me in a motel out by the airport.
It says, "continental breakfast,"
but it's, like, cereal and toast.
I'm like, "I can make that at home."
Not even a muffin?
I didn't look. I was running late.
I'm sorry, excuse me. This is an apology letter.
Are you asking us to apologize for walking out?
I know it's annoying,
but you're gonna have to give Corporate a little something.
Oh.
We're supposed to give Corporate a little something.
That's hilarious because you fired our boss for giving
Cheyenne maternity leave. You don't give us overtime.
You don't give us health insurance, and we're not allowed
to vape in the store. Myrtle's got a...
Maybe not as high up on the priority list.
Okay, can I offer some advice?
You guys walked out with no planning.
You have no experience.
I can see the tag on your sleeve.
My point is you're just in way over your heads.
So sign the letter. Say thank you.
And then don't do anything you're gonna regret.
We are on strike! - We are still on strike!
Why do you have to be like that?
So they wouldn't give Glenn's job back?
No, they offered it to us,
but we said, "That's not good enough."
- Yeah. - All right!
Turning down my job!
What an awesome idea!
Glenn, your job is still a priority,
and we can get that and more.
Sandra, you were saying
you weren't getting paid for overtime?
I didn't mean to complain.
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