He Was A Quiet Man
[Man narrating]
It was easier in the past.
A man knew what it was
to be a man.
You stood up for things
that were wrong.
You had the right
to do so.
You were expected
to do so.
The way you lived,
the training you put
yourself through,
prepared you for the
inevitable confrontations,
ones that could end
in dismemberment
or even death.
Then something happened.
We passed laws of decency.
Lawyers became our shepherds.
And what was once a fairly
easy thing to understand
became muddled
in the bureaucracy
of what we call
being civilized.
A man could
to the wrongs
that were around him.
He had to go through
courts and lawyers
of red tape.
Women demanded equality,
and she got it.
Not by getting
everything the man had,
but by the man
being castrated
in the form
of order.
I don't care what you say.
That's not progress.
It's not evolution.
It's a disease,
and it needs someone
that understands
what's at stake.
Someone who can stand up
like a real man
and take action
against injustice
and unfairness
in this world.
Today.
Right now.
Before lunch.
Number one
for the office mascot.
Number two
for Miss Congeniality.
Number three
for "the early bird
gets the worm."
[chuckles]
Four for
the master brownnoser.
Number five for
the ungrateful backstabber.
And last but not least,
number six...
[exhales]
number six...
Just do it.
You can do it.
Just do it.
[Man whistling]
Maconel
Shelby wants this
by Friday, okay?
And make sure there's
nothing missing
this time.
Friday, Maconel.
[rapping on computer]
Make it happen.
[bullets clinking]
It's all about timing.
Nothing worthwhile
is done without it.
My time will come.
Bob?
Um, my husband's
brother's family's
coming into town
next weekend
and I was just kind of
wondering maybe
if there's any possibility
you could do your yard?
I'll see what I can do.
That'd be great.
Thanks.
[Male voice]
Chickened out again,
didn't you?
I didn't chicken out.
I just didn't think
the timing was right.
[Male voice]
Oh, right.
Yeah. Uh-huh.
The timing again.
Hey, buddy,
I think I've heard
that one before.
You should be happy
I didn't do it today.
'Cause if I did,
who'd be here
to feed you, huh?
Hey, who cares
about food,
as long as those goddamn
bastards die, right?
Huh? They die.
F*** 'em.
All right. Hey.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey. Hey, that's mine.
[chattering on TV]
[Man on radio]
Now, what exactly is
your fear
about these chickens?
[Man #2 on radio]
Well, the fear exactly
comes from the epidemic
of bird flu
and the diseases.
And then-- Pow! I mean,
we could all die.
Well, I think that's
just a bit extreme.
[bell dings]
[chattering]
[sighs]
"145100YT765."
"59871239HX."
[reading, overlapping]
Check.
[wind blowing]
Love the hula girl.
[beeping]
[gasps]
How's that recount coming?
You said Friday.
That's tomorrow.
Tomorrow morning.
I'd like to see it
before then.
Why? You won't be able
to tell if I missed
anything.
Look, I am not going
through this with you again.
Come on, Harper,
I wanna get a table
with a view.
Cool.
Hey, what's this?
Hey, that's mine.
Put it down.
Come on.
What's it do?
Give it back.
Put it down.
Maybe it turns on his brain.
Give it back.
Give it back.
That's mine!
What's the button do?
Blow up the entire world!
Give it back.
Give it back.
Let it go.
Fine, take
your stupid toy.
Hey.
[doll shatters]
I need that list done
by 5 P.M. sharp.
[beeping]
[explosion]
I'll let you have
the honors today.
[explosion rumbling]
[car alarm blaring]
Hey, hula man.
Hope you didn't break
her heart too.
Check.
[bell dings]
Were you looking
down my blouse?
Sorry.
Yeah, you're sorry.
Sorry you got caught.
I thought you were
somebody else.
Oh, so I'm not
the only one
you're harassing.
I'm not harass--
I have to deliver these.
like that again,
I'm taking it upstairs.
You know, they have rules
to protect women
from men like you!
Mr. Harper?
Maconel!
You are so lucky
you didn't go home.
I wasn't going home.
Then where were you?
I told you I wanted
that list by 5.
That's why I brought them
up to your office,
but you weren't there.
Of course
I wasn't there.
I was down here
looking for you.
to deliver them.
You thought.
You thought?
Give me this.
You didn't
staple it?
I used a paper clip.
Well, that was
really smart,
wasn't it?
Hey, Harp.
Shelby wants you in
on this conference call.
Okay.
Staple those together
and wait in your cube
until I get back.
We're not done
with this.
There comes a time
when the diseased
and the weak
must be sacrificed
in order to save the herd.
One for the office mascot.
Number two
for Miss Congeniality.
Number three for
"the early bird gets
the worm."
[chuckles]
Four for
the master brownnoser.
Number five for
the ungrateful backstabber.
And last but not least,
number six...
[exhales]
number six...
Just do it.
Just do it.
Just do it.
Oh, sh*t.
Maconel!
I told that drone
not to leave.
Hey, anybody seen Maconel?
[gunshots,
women screaming]
Coleman?
Maconel.
Ralf, look
at what you did.
Yeah.
How did it feel?
Satisfying.
Christ.
Coleman?
Sh*t.
Sh*t.
[siren wailing
in distance]
I think that's
your cue to leave.
[scoffs]
You don't kill
this many people
and simply walk away.
No trial.
[gun clicks]
No trial.
[loading gun]
Oh, my God,
it's Vanessa.
Vanessa?
I thought it was
that Paula b*tch.
It's a common mistake.
I liked Vanessa.
She has a good smile.
Great smile.
with that thing.
She's alive.
Vanessa's still alive.
Hey. Whoa.
What are you doing?
That's why I wanna put her
out of her misery.
How do you know
she's in misery?
Believe me,
it is better this way.
Wait. Don't you need
that last bullet
for yourself?
Don't be telling me
how to do this, Maconel.
It's only because
you're lamer than I am,
I haven't blown you away
at this point.
Excuse me,
but in as much
as we may have
the same feelings
about these people,
I'm not half as lame
as you are.
Oh, no?
Then you tell me
what you'd call a man
who's stupid enough
to piss off a maniac
with a f***ing
loaded gun.
I'd call him
a maniac...
with his own f***ing
loaded gun.
Ha.
That was six.
[Vanessa whimpering]
[sobbing]
Vanessa.
It's okay.
You're gonna make it.
[whimpering]
Let me see that smile.
Come on.
Come on,
you can do it.
There you go.
It really does
light up a room.
It's okay.
[whimpering]
They're coming.
They're coming.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
[whimpers]
[Woman on TV]
The five that were killed
were all employees
but it's not apparent
if they were targeted
specifically
or if they were just
at the wrong place
at the wrong time.
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