Mr. Ripley and l have had a long discussion about your role in the company,

and it was his feeling you'd be happiest working down here in Miami.

- How's that sound to you ? - Sounds great.

Good. You're about a 42 long, right ?

l uh, l'm about a 42--

like, 42 regular.

- Okay, let's see how she fits. - What is that ?

Your uniform.

My uniform.

Mr. Foley. Mr. Foley !

Sir, sir. Excuse me, sir.

Sir ! Sir, excuse me !

- You can't go in there ! - Are you fucking kidding me ? A security guard ?

- What are you, stoned ? - Hey, hey ! Take it easy !

lt's all right, Peggy. It's under control.

[ Sighs ] You know something ?

l wasn't sure that you'd show up here, but l was very sure if you did,

you'd throw this iob in my face.

Let me tell you something.

Every single thing you've done with your life up until this point...

in the real world means nothing.

Less than nothing.

You're a bank robber.

That's not a very marketable skill.

We don't see a lot of old bank robbers walking around...

with a pension plan, now do we ?

l think you know this. That's why you're here.

[ Sighs ] Today, l've offered you...

a lousy iob with a lousy wage.

You want something better ? Why don't you show me you can change ?

Then l'll offer you something better, a lot better.

But until then, my friend, you'll have to earn it.

How, Dick ? The way you earn it ?

Married some rich broad owns the company,

selling it off a piece at a time then divorcing her ?

What's this Knute Rockne ''pull yourself up by the bootstraps'' bullshit ?

Back in prison, a guy like you in a place like that ?

You were ice cream for freaks. A goddamned dumpling.

Maurice and a dozen other guys would have bled you till you had nothing.

Until you were nothing. l saved your ass !

So you'll pardon me if l don't want to sit on a fucking stool all day,

and say, ''Sign in here, please,'' or ''Hey, pal, you can't park here.''

All right, Dick ? l can't fuckin' do it, Dick !

- l'm disappointed in you. - You wanna--

Oh, here we go. What job did he promise you boys ?

- There's two ways we can do this. - Yeah, what are they ?