:18:04
The vault's over there.
:18:14
- Aw, fuck!
- Excuse me.
:18:16
- Mr Norman?
- Who the hell are you?
:18:19
Boyce. Supposed to start working here.
:18:22
Who says you're supposed
to start working here exactly?
:18:25
Well, I was briefed by Larry Rogers.
:18:28
He didn't tell you?
:18:32
You were supposed to show me
how to work the machines, I guess.
:18:41
Larry, this is Gene. I got this kid -
supposed to be working here?
:18:45
Don't get ex cited, Gene. I sent him over.
:18:48
uh-huh.
:18:50
Sure, but nobody tells me anything.
:18:53
- I'm telling you now.
- Yeah, OK. Yeah.
:18:58
- We're working together.
- Yeah.
:19:00
Well, you didn't tell me that, did you?
I thought maybe I was...
:19:07
- So, you want a margarita?
- Pardon me?
:19:10
You want a margarita?
:19:17
That'll be your desk over there...
What was your name?
:19:20
- Chris.
- Gene.
:19:23
- Gene.
- You're gonna love it here, Chris.
:19:27
Nobody can mess with you here.
:19:29
Nobody's got clearance to get in.
Not even Security.
:19:35
Can you turn that thing off for me?
Giving me a fuckin' headache!
:19:42
Thanks.
:19:46
Yeah! Just the three of us.
:19:50
You and me and Laurie.
:19:53
- Oh, hi, Laurie.
- Hi.
:19:54
- Want a margarita?
- No. Maybe later.
:19:57
Good. There's not enough anyway.
Ran out of salt. Cheers.