Dead Like Me2003

Rube:
[to a hurried woman who sees an acquaintance in line at the post office and moves in line next to her] I have a question for you... is everyone in this line an a**hole?

Woman in Post Office:
Excuse me?

Rube:
Is everyone you just cut in front of an a**hole?

Woman in Post Office:
No.

Rube:
So it's just you then?

Woman in Post Office:
I have children in the car.

Rube:
I have a cake in the oven. [pointing] He's got three minutes left on the meter. And she's got a lunch meeting. We all have a finite amount of time. Now get in the back of the line. And don't use your children like that - it's shameful.