Начальник: Management wants you gone by the end of the day. Lester Burnham: Well, just what sort of severance package is management prepared to offer me? Considering the information I have about our Editorial Director buying pussy with company money - which, I think, would interest the I.R.S., since it technically constitutes fraud; and I'm sure that some of our advertisers and rival publications might like to know about it as well. Not to mention Lester Burnham: Craig's wife! Начальник: What do you want? Lester Burnham: One year's salary, with benefits. Начальник: That's not going to happen. Lester Burnham: Well, what do you say I throw in a little sexual harassment charge, to boot? Начальник:  Against who? Lester Burnham:  Against YOU. Can you prove that you didn't offer to save my job if I let you blow me? Начальник: Man, you are one twisted fuck. Lester Burnham: Nope; I'm just an ordinary guy with nothing to lose.