Becker, Season 3

Becker:
What's the matter with you people? I didn't kill that guy!

Bob:
[coming out of phone booth] Hey, Becker, you know that guy you killed? I just got his job.

Becker:
I didn't kill anybody, Bob! What'd you just say?

Bob:
I'm your new super!

Becker:
But Alexei just died this morning. How could you even know about the job?

Bob:
I owe it all to Linda.

Becker:
Linda helped you? My Linda?

Bob:
If, by "help", you mean left your office as soon as she heard the old super croaked, ran to your building, gave them my resume—which, by the way, she wrote—acted as a reference, and wouldn't leave until they agreed to hire me, then, yeah, she helped!

Becker:
But you don't know anything about being a super!

Bob:
What's to know? Jake can do it, for crying out loud!

Jake:
Hey!

Bob:
Not to mention it's the deal of a lifetime—good salary, free apartment, and I get to sit on my ass all day and pretend I don't speak English. It's what I was born to do!

Becker:
This can't be happening.

Bob:
Don't worry. Whatever you need, day or night, my door is always open, and thanks to my new passkey, so is yours.

Reggie:
Jake, do you realize what this means?

Jake:
Yeah, Bob has someplace else to go!