Office Space Page #10

[Scene Initech. Morning. Milton is talking to an secretary. Lumbergh

hasn't gotten to work yet.]

MILTON:

...to Mr. Lumbergh and he told me to talk to Payroll and then Payroll,

they told me to talk to Mr. Lumbergh. And I still haven't gotten my

paycheck and they stole my stapler and they told me to move my desk to

Storage Room B and there was garbage all over it and I don't appreciate

that.

SECRETARY:

Um, why don't you go and sit at your desk. Mr. Lumbergh should be here

any minute.

MILTON:

Mr. Lumbergh -

SECRETARY:

Just go and sit at your desk.

MILTON:

But -

SECRETARY:

Oh?

MILTON:

Ok, I, I, I'm going to set the building on fire. I tell him, if I don't

get my stapler (the secretary leaves) I'm going to have to get my

stapler back because it is my stapler. (he goes into Mr. Lumbergh's

office) It's my stapler, the Swingline. It's been mine for a very long

time.

[Scene Peter's room. He's packing his clothes. He goes outside and

knocks on Lawrence's door.]

PETER:

Hey, Lawrence, are you there?

LAWRENCE:

Hey, Peter, man.

PETER:

Hey. So, I may be going away for awhile.

LAWRENCE:

Yeah, I know, man. It's a bummer, dude, what can I say?

PETER:

Yeah. Well, it's time to go face the music. You take care of yourself,

cause I don't wanna see ya.

They shake hands.

LAWRENCE:

You too, man. Take care. (Peter starts to leave) Hey Peter! Watch out

for the corn hole ok?

PETER:

Ok, Lawrence.

[Scene Peter's car. He's driving along when he sees something.]

Cut to Initech. It's on fire, big time. Peter joins the crowd of his

co-workers and watches. Milton walks away quickly. A structure falls

and Peter laughs.

Cut to inside, a burning cubicle.

[Scene The burned ruins of Initech. Peter is now a construction worker,

working alongside Lawrence. Lawrence digs up Milton's burnt Swingline.]

PETER:

Let me see this.

LAWRENCE:

Who would want that stapler, man? That's toasted, man.

PETER:

I know someone who might want this.

A car horn beeps. Michael and Samir step out of the car.

MICHAEL:

Hey man! Wanna go out to lunch?

PETER:

I brought mine in a pail. Plus, Joanna's supposed to come by later.

SAMIR:

So, how do you like your new job?

PETER:

It's not too bad. Not too bad. How's Penetrode?

MICHAEL:

Initrode.

PETER:

Initrode.

SAMIR:

It's work.

PETER:

Yeah. Yeah.

MICHAEL:

I could probably get you a job if you want.

PETER:

No, thanks. I'm doing good here.

MICHAEL:

So, uh, we're gonna be ok, right?

PETER:

Yeah. I think the fire pretty much took care of everything.

SAMIR:

But what if the money burned up? It's too be a scheme.

PETER:

Yeah...

SAMIR:

Are you sure you don't want us to get you a job?

PETER:

That's the one thing I'm definitely sure of.

MICHAEL:

All right, G.

PETER:

You guys take care!

SAMIR:

Ok.

MICHAEL:

Stay in touch, man!

PETER:

Ok, will do. (They get in the car and leave) This isn't so bad, huh?

Making bucks, getting exercise, working outside.

LAWRENCE:

F***in' A.

PETER:

F***in' A...

[Scene

A beach. Milton is relaxing and a waiter comes up to him.]

MILTON:

Excuse me. Excuse me, Senor. May I speak to you please? I asked for a

mai tai, a margarita, and a pina colada. I asked for no salt, no salt

in the margarita. But it had salt in it. (the waiter leaves) If you do

that again, I won't be leaving a tip. I won't be putting one down. Sir?

I could check into a competing resort...

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