The Ex Page #3
he was satisfied
with the president's budget,
even though it represented
a 6% decrease
from last year."
So...
- You are one lucky man.
- Thanks.
- Do you love her, Tom?
- Oh, yeah.
Do you earn her love
every single day?
I believe I do, Chip.
That's all I need to hear.
So, listen, I want you to know
that I don't care
Whether you got this job
through family connections
or had to earn it
like the rest of us.
What's important is that you're here,
and that's awesome.
Okay, well, I'm just
excited to jump in.
Whatever you got for me,
just let me know.
Hang on there, killer. We're gonna
walk before we run, okay?
- Did you see "Karate Kid"?
- Yeah.
Miyagi. Macchio.
Okay?
And right now we're in the
"Wax on, wax off" period.
Advertising here.
Advertising never here.
She and my mom got in a heated argument
and my mom took her to the ground
while my dad stood
over top, laughing.
Man #2:
Did you later find outthat that wasn't true?
- Hearsay.
- Man #3:
Your honor, hearsay.- Man #2:
Did you ever hear your sister say- ( popping )
- that she hated your mother? .
- Man:
Constantly.- Hi.
- Hi.
- What are you doing?
- Nothing.
- Are those snaps?
- Yeah.
- That's pretty cool.
- It's pretty stupid.
My dad won't let me
watch TV anymore.
- That's bullshit, dude.
- Yeah.
This is all I can do.
Want to trade?
- Just kidding.
- ( silence )
Like, that one was a dud.
It happens.
I live with my mom in New Jersey.
And I spend the summer
here with my dad.
But he's at work
all the time,
and all my friends
live back in Parsippany,
so it's pretty gay.
Hey, think fast.
I'm just messing with you.
- I'm Carol, by the way.
- Tom.
- Hey, Tom, can I give you some advice?
- Yeah.
Get out of here. Run.
Run as fast as you can.
Walk out that door
and don't look back.
I'm just kidding.
But not really.
This is gonna be awesome.
Somebody's eating Chip's yogurt.
Watch your legs.
No brakes! Thank you.
How we doing, gang, huh?
Uh-oh. Either one
of you two guys seen--
- Is this your yogurt?
- Uh-huh.
Oh, because Bob had said
something about, like,
free snacks
in the kitchen.
Muffins.
Muffins are for everyone.
Yogurt's mine.
Everyone knows that.
Listen, my fault.
- You're new.
- I'll just go buy you another one.
No, no, I'm your mentor.
I should have told you.
I'll go hungry today.
That'll be my punishment.
No, no, please.
At least finish the rest of this.
No, you've already done about two-thirds
of that. Why don't you finish it off?
Okay, enjoy. It's peach.
My favorite.
I give you one week.
Sofia:
Who is that? Who is that?
Hi, Dad!
Dad, I pooped today.
What did you do?
Hey, please change
my diaper, Dad.
My dad loves Chip.
He's like the son he never had.
- What about me?
- It's completely different.
You're his son-in-law.
Chip's a great guy, babe.
He just--
I don't know. He seems a little
angry or something.
Well, maybe you'd be
if you'd lost
the use of your legs.
It's not that.
I don't know.
He just-- he's nice.
I just-- I think he might
have a dark side.
Tom, this is your
first week on the job.
I really hope you're
not picking a fight.
I'm not saying anything
bad about him.
Everybody has a dark side.
I have a dark side.
I'm very dangerous.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
- Come here.
What's up?
- Who is that person?
- That's Wesley.
His dad doesn't let
him watch TV.
I don't see the wisdom
I don't see the wisdom
of selling directly
to consumers.
Do you remember we spoke about
Smith & Hawken, sir? 2,000% sales growth?
We've got
a three-pronged strategy--
web advertising,
product partnerships and print ads.
Actually, it's a four-pronged strategy.
You forgot about direct mailing.
Direct mailing
is not part of this strategy.
- Actually, it is.
- No, it's not.
It is, Chip. If you took the time
to read the report like I did,
pages 23 through 29,
direct mailing.
I specifically said,
"No junk mail."
Now "no junk mail" means
"no direct mailing."
Did my son say
you could do this?
This meeting is over.
Goodbye.
( sighs )
I'm really sorry.
I guess I shouldn't
have said that.
That report was for internal
distribution only.
That's what "for internal
distribution only" means.
Mr. Nordhaus' son asked us
not to tell his father
about the direct mailing.
Because in five years,
when direct mailing takes effect,
- Mr. Nordhaus'll be dead.
- I can still hear you.
- I guess we can kiss that account goodbye.
Bob, I'm really sorry.
I mean, moushiwake.
I'll write
a moushiwake, Bob.
writing a moushiwake, it's me.
- Tom is my responsibility.
- Bob:
Chip, please.He's the one
who screwed up.
Wollebin gets back
from Nepal tomorrow.
I don't want to tell him you blew
a major account on your second day.
I'm gonna say it was me.
Oh, no, no, I can't let you
take the rap for that.
- Let me do it.
- Absolutely not, Chipper.
It's my family.
I'll clean up the mess.
Well, thank you, Bob.
I appreciate that.
Let's go back to work.
Hey, Tom, it's probably
none of my business,
but I doubt I'd ever
let my father-in-law
take a bullet
for me like that.
- Chip, it is none of your business.
- Sofia.
We are the Tigers!
And we're not cocky.
But we'll run you over...
Both:
Like a Kawasaki.
Vroom-vroom!
- Hey, baby.
- Sofia, hey! Let me see the baby.
- This is him.
- Oh my gosh,
look what you've made!
Who's the father?
Have you found him?
Sofia, ready, okay!
Remember this?
Both:
Let me tell you what we are:
W-i-n-n-e-r!
That's it!
Second half, second half.
Let me tell you
what you are:
L-o-s-e-r!
- That's great.
- Chip:
And...Riverside Tigers,
out of sight!
Riverside Tigers,
dyn-o-mite!
- I want to show you my--
- Hang on. Hang on.
- Explode.
- Explode!
- Explode!
- ( laughs )
Explode?
Come on, you remember
- Come on, I got you. Ready? Ha!
- Okay.
Explode!
Oh, yeah.
I can't believe he remembered
all the moves.
Oh, yeah,
he's a real champ.
I bet he had a huge crush
on you in high school, didn't he?
Well...
we did sort of
have sex once.
What?
I thought you said he was
paralyzed from the waist down.
Well, not completely.
So you just, like,
forgot to tell me about it?
It was a long time ago.
I didn't want you thinking
about that when you met the guy.
It's gross. I think you showed
really bad judgment.
- Why?
- Because, no offense to Chip...
but he's a dick.
You're not really jealous,
are you?
Don't you know I'm saving
- You have a special cheer?
- Yeah.
Can I see it?
Show me upstairs.
- Hi.
- Hello, Wesley.
Can I get you anything?
No, I'm all right.
Got my Twizzler.
- You got it?
- Yeah, I got it.
So you spend any time at your
own house there, Wesley?
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