It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Season 3

(Cut to the restaurant.)

Dennis:
Guess what? I just topped myself for most phone numbers in one day--nine.

Dee (high-fiving him):
Nine? Come on. Six strawberry margaritas, please. (Charlie and the Waitress come up. Charlie is clearly gloating about something.)

Charlie:
Uh, don't make 'em, 'cause you won't have your jobs much longer. Corporate's on their way down here right now to fire your asses!

Dee:
What?! You told on us?

Dennis (hurt):
Babe, don't do that to me! I feel like we were getting so close, sweet baby--

Charlie:
He doesn't even know your name!

Dennis:
Yes, I do!

Waitress:
What's my name, what is it? (There is a pause while Dennis tries to figure out a way to bullshit his way out of this one.)

Dennis:
Beautiful. (It didn't work.)

Waitress (disgusted):
Oh, my God! You're a dick!

Dennis:
That's what I call you all the time. Would you not want to be called "beautiful"? (Corporate Guy enters.)

Corporate Guy:
Are one of you guys the one that called me? (Charlie turns to face him.)

Charlie (raising his hand):
Uh, right here. These two (points to Dennis and Dee) are the ones who were stealing.

Corporate Guy:
Hey, I know you...(points at Dennis)...and you. You're the ones who run that dive bar down the street!

Charlie:
Yeah, and you're the corporate dude with the helicopter.

Corporate Guy:
Right. Here's the thing--I had a really strange night last night. Your friends and their doo-wop group, they showed up at my house and tried to attack me. One of them died on my doorstep, and it sorta put me in a funk. So I'm gonna clean house, and you're all fired. (The Gang is taken aback, but the Waitress is incredibly smug.)

Waitress (gloating):
You guys are all fired. I'm not fired. I'm not fired, right?

Corporate Guy:
Did you hire these people? (Various affirmations from the Gang.)

Charlie:
She hired me.

Corporate Guy:
Well, then, clearly you're an idiot, because these people are psychopaths. (sarcastic) But no, you're not fired. (beat) I'm just kidding, you are. Get the hell out of my restaurant. (He walks out.)

Waitress (turning on Charlie):
Goddammit, Charlie! Really?! Now how am I gonna pay for my rent next month, huh?

Charlie:
Don't worry about it, you can come and live with me, all right? (He reaches out to her, but she rejects him.)

Waitress:
GO TO HELL!!! (She storms off.)