The Hudsucker Proxy1994

Waring Hudsucker:
[after singing She'll Be Comin' Around the Mountain] Love that tune. How ya doin', kid?

Norville Barnes:
Mr. Hudsucker?

Waring Hudsucker:
[points to his halo] Hey, how do you like that thing? They're all wearin' up stairs. It's a fad. Anyway, I hear your having some, uh, problems with the board. I guess Sidney's been puttin' the screws to ya, huh, Norman?

Norville Barnes:
Norville.

Waring Hudsucker:
Yeah, yeah. Well, say what you like about the man's ethics, he's a balls-to-the-wall businessman. Beat ya any way he can. Straight for the jugular. Very effective. Any particular reason you didn't give him my Blue Letter? Jesus, Norman, just a dying man's last words and wishes, no big deal.

Norville Barnes:
Mr. Hudsucker, I must of mislaid it --

Waring Hudsucker:
It's sittin' in your apron pocket, right where you left it. Imbecile. Failure to deliver a Blue Letter is grounds for dismissal.

Norville Barnes:
Oh geez sir...

Waring Hudsucker:
Ah, it's New Year's, I'm not gonna add to your woes. I'm just saying. Anyway, you wanna read it? You might learn something. Might keep ya from jumpin' outta anymore windows.