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I know you're listening. Come on out.

Vi? You, too, young lady.

Come on. Come on out.

It's okay, kids.

We're just having a discussion.

Pretty loud discussion.

But that's okay. What's important

is that Mommy and I are a team.

- We're united, uh,

against forces of...

- Pigheadedness?

- I was gonna say evil.

- We're sorry we woke you.

Everything's okay.

Go back to bed. It's late.

- Good night, Mom. Night, Dad.

- Good night.

In fact, we should all be in bed.

Request claim

on claim numbers 158183...

Haven't you got him yet?

Where is he?

Mr. Huph would like to talk

to you in his office.

- Now?

- Now.

Sit down, Bob.

I'm not happy, Bob. Not happy.

- Ask me why.

- Okay. Why?

Why what? Be specific, Bob.

Why are you unhappy?

Your customers make me unhappy.

What, you've gotten complaints?

Complaints I can handle.

What I can't handle is your customers'

inexplicable knowledge

of Insuricare's inner workings!

They're experts. Experts, Bob!

Exploiting every loophole,

dodging every obstacle!

They're penetrating the bureaucracy!

- Did I do something illegal?

- No.

- We shouldn't help our customers?

- The law requires that I answer no.

- We're supposed to help people.

- Help our people!

Starting with our stockholders.

Who's helping them out, huh?

You know, Bob, a company...

Is like an enormous clock.

...is like an enormous...

Yes. Precisely.

It only works if all

the little cogs mesh together.

Now, a clock needs to be cleaned,

well-lubricated and wound tight.

The best clocks have jewel movements,

cogs that fit, that cooperate by design.

I'm being metaphorical, Bob.

Know what I mean by cooperative cogs?

Bob?

Bob? Look at me

when I'm talking to you, Parr.

- That man out there, he needs help.

- Don't change the subject.

- We're discussing your attitude.

- He is getting mugged!

- Well, let's hope we don't cover him.

- I'll be right back.

Stop right now or you're fired!

Close the door.

Get over here, now.

I'm not happy, Bob. Not happy.

- He got away.

- Good thing, too.

You were this close to losing your...

Uh-oh.

Please report to

operating room 722 immediately.

- How is he?

- He'll live.

- I'm fired, aren't I?

- You think?

- What can I say, Rick?

- Nothing you haven't said before.

- Someone was in trouble.

- Always.

- I had to do something.

- Every time you say that,

it's a month and a half

of trouble for me.

Hundreds of thousands

of taxpayer's dollars.

- I know.

- We pay to keep the company quiet.

We pay damages, erase memories,

relocate your family.

Every time it gets harder.

Money, money, money.

We can't keep doing this. We appreciate

what you did in the old days,

but those days are over.

From now on, you're on your own.

Listen, Bob. Maybe I could relocate you,