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Elwood: Alright Jimmy. I need you to pick up some ingredients for the gala tonight. 
Jimmy: What do you need?
Elwood: We need 1000 pieces of salt.
Jimmy: El, I don't think that's how to get salt. You pick up bags of various poundage.
Elwood: I'll show you some damn poundage unless you get me my damn salt.

- Why do I have to get them?
	Elwood: Because I said so, dingus! I'm your boss. So get to it!
- Take that list and shove it where the sun don't shine!
	Elwood: That's it Jimmy! I'm writing you up!
	Jimmy: Not if I write you up first!
	Elwood: I'm going to write you up so hard!
	Jimmy: I'll write you up even harder!
	Elwood: You son of a!
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