Sorry to Bother You

So, it says here that you were manager

of the Rusty Scupper Restaurant for five years.

Hmm? Then, a bank teller

at Bank of Oakland between 2014 to 2016?

Oh! And you were employee of the month.

What's that trophy in the bag there?

Oh! Oakland High Moot Court Champion.

I'm a salesman at heart.

That is intriguing.

Mainly... because I was the branch manager

at the Bank of Oakland between 2014 and 2016.

And you, Mr. Green, you never fucking worked there.

And the number that you gave to The Rusty Scupper Restaurant?

Is that your friend Salvador's number?

The same Salvador who applied for this job?

I didn't know he applied here, too.

Might have been helpful if his outgoing message

didn't say, "It's Sal, bitches."

This trophy and that plaque, did you steal 'em?

No, uh, I... made them.

Well, I had them... made.

Listen, I just really, really need a job.

Okay, Cassius Green, listen up, okay?

This is telemarketing.

We're not mappin' the fuckin' human genome here.

I don't care if you have experience for this.

I'll hire damn near anyone.

You know what this bootleg trophy tells me?

Tells me the only thing I need to know.

You have initiative and you can read.

You will call as many contacts as you can during your shift,

you will read the script that we give you,

and you will show up tomorrow happy.

Hmm?

Thank you. Uh, thank you so much, Mr. Anderson.

Ah, one more thing, Cassius... "Stuss."

"Stuss"?

S.T.T.S.

Stick to the Script.

Stick to the script. Stick to the script. You got it.

Thank you so much.

Troit!

Troit!

Troit!

You ever think about dying?

Yeah, I'm alive. Sometimes.

No, I don't mean like right now,

in a freak accident or something.

I mean... when we're old, like 90.

I think about it all the time.

Like, what will I have done that matters?

I just want to make sure that when I die

I'll be surrounded by people who love me

and who I love back.

But what about when they die?

What do you mean?

I mean, like at some point we're gonna die.

Our kids are gonna die. Our kids' kids are gonna die.

And at some point, no one on Earth will have existed.

And at... at some point...

the sun will explode and everyone will have died.

And no one will know what I'm doing,

and what I'm doing right now won't even matter.

Baby, baby it will always matter, okay?

Because it matters now. This moment, these moments.

When I kiss you... it's not for posterity's sake.

Yeah, but... okay, you got your calling.

Your art means something, right?

But I'm just out here surviving;

spinning around on the endless circle.

- Ah, you missed your cue. - That's disgusting.

I said, "When I kiss you, it's not for posterity's sake."

- Yeah, but... - Mmm!

Oh, God!

- Get a room! - I got a room, muthafucka!

I thought you said you fixed that!

My landlord was supposed to fix it.

I gotta move.

- Mmm! - I like that.

I have to go to work anyway.

- Don't you start work today? - Yeah.

They said they hire anybody if you're looking for a second job.

You could try part-time.

Everyone is talking about the Worryfree solution!

Worryfree is a revolutionary new business

and lifestyle model taking the world by storm!

Baby, how much are they paying you?

When you sign a Worryfree contract,

you're guaranteed employment and housing for life!

Stop worrying and get Worryfree!

The Worryfree living quarters are state of the art,

the Worryfree food is to die for,

and Worryfree careers are fulfilling and satisfying!

Cash, baby, what are they paying you?

Uh, I think it's just commission.

Hey, baby...

you ever think about this Worryfree shit?

Are you crazy?

What, working on commission?

Nice earrings.

Hey, Cash!

I got overdue house notes, dude.

How much longer I got to wait for my money?

Look, Serge, I just got a new job

and I'll have some money for you soon.

Damn it, you four months late now.

It's like "soon" is the only fuckin' word I hear from you.

Okay, I'm four months late, but...

Check this out. Damn.

God made this land for all of us,

and greedy people like you want to hog it to yourself and your family

and charge all the rest of us for the right to live.

- Me and my family? - Yeah.

Cassius, I'm your fucking uncle.

The bank might take my fucking house.

Four fucking months.

I gave you that car you're driving.

- That's a damn bucket. - Oh yeah?

Give it back then! No?

That's what I thought.

I need my money in two weeks, asshole.

Hey.

Forty on two.

What's up, man!

Millions of dollars went into these walls

just to... make sure that thousands of calls

can go out and in at the same time

without jamming the lines.

Log in here. Grab a seat.

Come on.

You studied the script?

- Yeah. - Look, clock in,

don't be lazy,

and I won't have to be an asshole.

Make a sale, this light goes on.

You do real good,

eventually you might even be able to be a Power Caller.

- A Power Caller? - Where the callers are ballers.

Where they make the real money.

They even have their own elevator.

Oh yeah, I saw that.

Stick to the script.

What the fuck?

- Hello. - Hey, Mr. Davidson.

Cassius Green here. Sorry to bo...

Another one!

Hello?

Uh, this is Cassius Green. Sorry to bother you.

I just wanted to mention something else about

an encyc... inside an encyclopedia.

Hello?

- Hi, Mrs. Costello. - Yes.

This is Cassius Green.

I know that you've enjoyed our, uh, series on birdwatching,

so I wanted to call and... and help you out.

I'm sorry, young man, we don't have any money.

My husband's in the hospital.

He's 73. He's got stage 4 cancer.

Umm...

it's...

Oh, it's interesting that you say that, Mrs. Costello,

because book number five in the Insight series

is all about wellness, how to stay healthy... on your own

without even going to the doctor, so... so...

Damn it.

Really? You gonna stuff all those French fries in your mouth?

I feel incompetent and like an asshole doing this job.

I don't feel any different.

Hey.

That's that the dude from that show.

- Hey! Hey! - Oh shit!

That's fucking cool. I hate that show.

But I never noticed that, uh, room.

What... what is that?

The VIP room.

What the hell is a place like this doing with a VIP room?

I used to be in there all the time.

Well, what qualifies a person to be VIP?

Well, you need the password.

And this week it's "upscale elegance."

Actually, every week is "upscale elegance."

- I'm goin'. - Where the fuck you going?

Yeah!

Fuck!

Ah!

That's some baller shit.

Hey! Mr., uh, D. Imits, Cassius Green here.

Sorry to bother you. I just...

Hey, youngblood.

- What up? - Lemme give you a tip.

Use your white voice.

- My white voice? - Yeah.

Man, I ain't got no white voice.

Oh, come on, you know what I mean, youngblood.

You have a white voice in there, you can use it.

It's like when you get pulled over by the police.

Oh, no. I just use my regular voice when that happens.

I just say, "Back the fuck up off the car and don't nobody get hurt!"