Hey, Sloan. Let me ask you something. For the sake of the story, how would you feel about me going on the internet and saying vicious things about you that might get an argument started about misogyny?
Please don’t transfer one of us. We don’t work together enough, but the little we do works. And if you ask Sloan to choose between me and her job, you wouldn’t be able to get that sentence out before she said her job. And I really like her and I’m trying to be good enough and this here is the best thing that I do.
‘Cause you wouldn’t make it in jail, Don. I’d survive, but you wouldn’t. In fact, I’d thrive. How do you figure? Shawshank. I’d do everybody’s taxes and invest the warden’s money. What are you gonna do? Produce their nightly news show?