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I'd like to buy you a ranch. Oh, it's not for sale. Everything's for sale, buddy. I mean, I... Name your price. Nine million? Now get out of my house. That's how you slam a door, Jamie. Say yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am. Good boy. Who the fuck are you? Who the fuck are you? I'm the bitch that stabbed you in the stomach. I'm sorry, I didn't know he was married. Put the knife down, honey. Dad, if you're gonna hire a hooker, would you please let me get you a good one? Beth. Hope you didn't pay full price for that boob job. Actually, God gave me these for free. Looks like he gave me yours, too. Calling an Uber. No, you're not. What's your name? Cal. Ooh there no smoking in the uh it probably fine How long you been blanking the receptionist Yeah You know how that gonna end don you Hmm So here the thing I need my assistants to put all their efforts into not being pussies. Okay? I do not need them chasing it. You want me to break up with her? I want you to find another job. I'm 0 for 3 with assistants anyway. Turns out working for me is pretty fucking dangerous. I'm not really sure what you're asking. I'm not asking you anything, Cal. I'm firing you. Get the fuck out of my office. I'll get my own coffee. Hey, Cal? Yeah? Shut my fucking door. Yep. May I help you? Excuse me. Ma'am? Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. I called security. That's fine. Close the door, please. Who do you want, Beth? That's my seat. Your seat. Your seat. That's right, Bobby. You're sitting in my seat. You bet on the wrong horse. You are fired. You're fired too, you nosy bitch. All this shit is moving to Montana.