The Millionaire1955

Michael Anthony:
[Anthony enters the Tipton study, to find Tipton seated in a high backed chair at his desk] You sent for me, sir?

John Beresford Tipton:
Mike, tell me. What do you think of me as an employer?

Michael Anthony:
[Surprised] Why, I've always admired you greatly, sir.

John Beresford Tipton:
But don't you sometimes have the desire to turn the tables, Mike? To sit in my chair?

Michael Anthony:
[Taken aback] Why, Mr. Tipton...

John Beresford Tipton:
To tell me off? [Anthony is obviously uncomfortable] Come, come, Mike. Confess it.

Michael Anthony:
Well, I can't say that it has never occurred to me.

John Beresford Tipton:
Try it, Mike.

Michael Anthony:
[Painfully] Mr. Tipton, I'd rather not. I don't think I could.

John Beresford Tipton:
[Tipton chuckles and hands over an envelope to Anthony] Our next millionaire. [Anthony bows and departs]