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Dunleavy: Mike, come in and have a seat.

Dunleavy: (sits at Mike Dunleavy’s desk)

Dunleavy: Now first of all, I’d like to thank you for your seven years of service. Your hard work has not gone unnoticed.

Dunleavy: Thanks, me.

Dunleavy: That just makes it all the harder for me to fire you.

Dunleavy: A raise? Well, I–wait, what?

Dunleavy: Yeah, you’re getting shitcanned, Mike.

Dunleavy: You can’t fire me! I’m you!

Dunleavy: No, you’re me. And yes, I can fire you. I’m the general manager; you’re the coach.

Dunleavy: But I’m the general manager, too! I’m both!

Dunleavy: Well, now you’re neither. You’re fired.

Dunleavy: But I’m still the general manager!

Dunleavy: No, I’m the general manager. You’re nothing.

Dunleavy: But I’m you!

Dunleavy: I’m getting confused.

Dunleavy: No wonder we were so terrible at this job.

Dunleavy: Yeah. You wanna go make fun of Kim Hughes’ name?

Dunleavy: Yeah!  (high-fives himself)