[Dave Moss explodes at Ricky Roma and shouts]

Dave Moss:
You're fucked, Rick. Are you fucking nuts? You're hot, so you think you're the ruler of this place.
Shelley Levene:
Now wait a minute, Dave.
Dave Moss:
Shut up!
Shelley Levene:
Okay...
Dave Moss:
You want to decide who should be dealt with how, is that it? I come in the fucking office today, I get humiliated by some jag-off cop. I get accused of... I get the shit thrown in my face by you, you genuine shit, because you're top name on the board?
Ricky Roma:
Is that what I did, Dave? I humiliated you? Oh my God, I'm sorry.
Dave Moss:
Sitting on top of the world. Sitting on top of the world, everything's fuckin' peach fuzz.
Ricky Roma:
And I don't get a moment to spare for some bust-out humanitarian down on his luck lately?
Dave Moss:
Oh, fuck...
Ricky Roma:
[cutting him off]
Fuck you, Dave. You know, you got a big mouth. You make a close, this whole place stinks with your farts for a week - how much you just ingested. Oh, what a big man you are! "Hey, let me buy you a pack of gum. I'll show you how to chew it." Whoof! Your pal closes, and all that comes out of your mouth is bile. Ooh, how fucked-up you are!
Dave Moss:
Who's my pal, Ricky? Hmm? What are you? And what are you, Ricky? Huh? Bishop Sheen? What the fuck are you, Mr. Slick? Who - what the fuck are you, "Friend to the working man"? Big deal! FUCK YOU! You got the memory of a fuckin' fly! I never liked you, anyway.
Ricky Roma:
What is this, your farewell speech?
Dave Moss:
I'm going home.
Ricky Roma:
Your farewell to the troops?
Dave Moss:
I'm not going home. I'm going to Wisconsin.
Ricky Roma:
Have a good trip.
Dave Moss:
Aw, fuck you! Fuck the lot of you! Fuck you all!
[exits]

Ricky Roma:
[to Shelley]
You were saying?
Shelley Levene:
Huh?

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