Barry Del Sherman credited as playing...
Brad
- Brad Dupree: 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
- [grins]
- Lester Burnham: Craig's wife!
- Brad Dupree: [crosses his arms] What do you want?
- Lester Burnham: One year's salary, with benefits.
- Brad Dupree: That's not going to happen.
- Lester Burnham: Well, what do you say I throw in a little sexual harassment charge, to boot?
- Brad Dupree: [chuckles in disbelief] Against who?
- Lester Burnham: [he chuckles right back] Against YOU. Can you prove that you didn't offer to save my job if I let you blow me?
- Brad Dupree: Man, you are one twisted fuck.
- Lester Burnham: Nope; I'm just an ordinary guy with nothing to lose.
- Brad Dupree: [reading Lester's job description] "My job consists of basically masking my contempt for the assholes in charge, and, at least once a day, retiring to the men's room so I can jerk off while I fantasize about a life that doesn't so closely resemble Hell." Well, you have absolutely no interest in saving yourself.
- Lester Burnham: Brad, for 14 years I've been a whore for the advertising industry. The only way I could save myself now is if I start firebombing.
- Brad Dupree: Got a minute?
- Lester Burnham: [Phony, overly polite voice] For you, Brad, I've got five!
- Brad Dupree: ...so I'm sure you can understand the need to cut corners around here.
- Lester Burnham: Sure. Times are tight, and you need to free up cash. Gotta spend money to make money.
- Brad Dupree: Exactly.
- Lester Burnham: Like when our editorial director used the company MasterCard to pay for a hooker, and then she used the card number to stay at the St. Regis for, what was it, three months?
- Brad Dupree: That's unsubstantiated gossip.
- Lester Burnham: That's fifty thousand dollars. That's somebody's salary. Somebody who's probably gonna get fired because Craig has to pay women to fuck him!
- Brad Dupree: Jesus. Calm down. Nobody's getting fired yet. That's why we're having everyone write a job description, mapping out in detail how they contribute. That way, management can assess who's valuable and who's...
- Lester Burnham: Expendable.
- Brad Dupree: It's just business.
