Office Space Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Office Space Script


 



OFFICE SPACE







Starring



Ron Livingston (Peter), Jennifer Aniston (Joanna), Ajay Naidu (Samir), 

David Herman (Michael), and Gary Cole (Bill



Written by:



Transcribed by



Jean Liew







[Scene: A highway. There's a huge traffic jam. Peter drives forward a 

bit at a time and he sees an old man with a walker on the sidewalk. The 

lane next to his is moving, so he switches lanes, only to have it stop 

and the lane he was on move. He switches back and then it happens 

again. The old man is now ahead of him.]



Cut to Michael, who's rapping along with the radio. A black guy selling 

papers walks by and he shuts the windows and turns down the volume. He 

passes and he turns it back up again.



Cut to Samir. He grabs the steering wheel and shakes it in frustration.



SAMIR

Motherf - shit - sonofa - ass!! I just -



He hits the steering wheel.



Cut to Milton at a bus stop. TN



He mumbles his coming lines, as he does with all his lines.



MILTON

It's late again. If I'm there late again, I will be dismissed.



[Scene: Initech parking lot. Bill drives into his special spot. 

(Reserved for Bill Lumbergh) He turns on the alarm for his Porsche 

(license plate: MY PRSHE) and walks in. Peter walks in too.]



Cut to inside. Peter pauses at the door and slowly reaches out to touch 

the metal handle. It gives him a shock and he enters.



Cut to the cubicles. Peter goes into his. He picks up papers, turns on 

the computer and sits down.



NINA

Corporate Counsels Payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment.



(repeats that over and over)



Bill comes up to Peter.



BILL

Hello, Peter. What's happening? Uh… we have sort of a problem here. 

Yeah. You apparently didn't put one of the new coversheets on your TPS 

reports.



PETER

Oh, yeah. I'm sorry about that. I, I forgot.



BILL

MMMM..YEAH. YOU SEE, WE'RE PUTTING THE COVERSHEETS ON ALL TPS REPORTS 

NOW BEFORE THEY GO OUT. DID YOU SEE THE MEMO ABOUT THIS?



PETER

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I've got the memo right here, but, uh, uh, I just 

forgot. But, uh, it's not shipping out until tomorrow, so there's no 

problem.



BILL

Yeah. If you could just go ahead and make sure you do that from now on, 

that will be great. And Uh, I'll go ahead and make sure you get another 

copy of that memo Mmmm, Ok?



He walks away.



PETER

Yeah, yeah, I've got the memo, I've got -



He picks it up but Bill's at another cubicle.



BILL

Hello, Phil. What's happening?



Peter tries to read his papers, but a loud radio (news) is bothering 

him. He stands up and sees it's Milton.



PETER

Milton? Uh, could you turn that down just a little bit?



MILTON

Uh, they said I could listen to the radio at a reasonable volume from 

nine to eleven while I'm collating….



PETER

But, no, no, no. I know you're allowed to, I was just thinking, like a 

personal favor, y'know?



MILTON

I, I told Bill that if Sandra's going to listen to her headphones while 

she' working, I can listen to the radio while I'm collating -



PETER

Ok.



MILTON

So I don't see why -



PETER

Ok.



MILTON

The radio, I can't -



PETER

Yeah! All right!



He sits down.



MILTON

I enjoy listening to the radio at a reasonable volume from nine to 

eleven.



Dom walks up.



DOM

Hello, Peter. What's happening?  (Big smile)We need to talk about your 

TPS reports.



PETER

Yeah. The coversheet. I know, I know. Uh, Bill talked to me about it.



DOM

Yeah. Uh, did you get that memo?



PETER

Yeah. (holds it up) I got the memo. And I understand the policy. The 

problem is, I just forgot this time. And I've already taken care of it 

so it's not a problem anymore.



Dom nods.



DOM

Yeah. It's just that we're putting new coversheets on all the TPS 

reports before now before they go out now. So I'd really appreciate it 

if you could just remember to do that. from now on. That'd be great.



He walks away. Peter's phone rings and he answers it.



PETER

Peter Gibbons. (listens) Yes. (listens) I have the memo.



[Scene Another part of the room. Paper jams in the printer.]



SAMIR

Oh no! Not again! Why does it say paper jam when there is no paper 

jam?!! I, I swear to God, one of these days, I, I, I just kick this 

piece of shit out the window!!!



MICHAEL

you and me both, man. The thing is lucky I'm not armed.



Samir grabs the paper out, tearing off the bottom part of it.



SAMIR

Piece of shit!!



Nina comes with papers.



NINA

Sam...ire...Na...Na...Naga...



Samir gets it.



NINA

Uh-huh!



SAMIR

Please.



He sits in his and Michael's cubicle.



NINA

Michael… - (Michael reaches for it) Bolton?



MICHAEL

That's me.



NINA

Wow! Is that your real name?



MICHAEL

Yeah.



NINA

So are you related to the singer guy?



MICHAEL

No, it's just a coincidence.



SAMIR

How come no one in this country can pronounce my name right? It's Na-

gee-een-ah-jah. Nagaenajar



MICHAEL

At least your name isn't Michael Bolton.



SAMIR

Michael, there's nothing wrong with that name.



MICHAEL

There was nothing wrong with it. Until I was about nine years old and 

that no-talent assclown became famous and started winning Grammys.



SAMIR

Well, why don't just go by Mike, instead of Michael?



MICHAEL

 WHY SHOULD I CHANGE IT? HE'S THE ONE WHO SUCKS.



Peter comes up to their cubicle.



PETER

 HEY GUYS.



MICHAEL

What's up G?



PETER

Wanna go to Chotchkie's, get some coffee?



SAMIR

It's a little early...



PETER

I gotta get out of here. I think I'm gonna lose it.



NINA

Uh oh. Sounds like somebody's got a case of the Mondays.



[Scene Chotchkie's. They're sitting at a booth thing.]



PETER

Boy. I tell ya, one of these days... One of these days it's gonna be 

like



He mimics a machine gun. Brian, a waiter, does it too, in Peter's face.



BRIAN

(LAUGHS) 

SO CAN I GET YOU GENTLEMEN SOMETHING MORE TO DRINK? OR MAYBE SOMETHING 

TO NIBBLE ON? SOME PIZZA SHOOTERS, SHRIMP POPPERS, OR EXTREME FAJITAS.



PETER

Just coffee.



BRIAN

Oh. Sounds like a case of the Mondays.



He goes to take some more orders.



PETER

What if we're still doing this when we're 50?



SAMIR

It could be nice to have that kind of job security.



PETER

Lumbergh's gonna have me work on Saturday, I, I can tell already. I'm 

doing it because, because, uh, I'm a big pussy. Which is why I work at 

Initech to begin with.



MICHAEL

Uh, I work at Initech and I don't consider myself a pussy, ok?



SAMIR

Yes, I am also not a pussy.



MICHAEL

I'm gonna find out the hard way that I'm not a pussy if they don't 

start treating us software people better.



SAMIR

That's right.



MICHAEL

They don't understand. I could come up with a program that could rip 

that place off big time…big time.



PETER

Yeah.



Cut to Joanna, a pretty waitress.



Cut back to the guys.



PETER

Oh, there she is.



SAMIR

Peter, you, you always talk about this girl. If you're so obsessed with 

her, why don't you just ask her out?



PETER

Because I'm just another asshole customer. You can't just walk up to a 

waitress and ask her out. 

(cut to Joanna, and back to them) 

Plus, I'm still trying to work it out with Anne. Oh, that reminds me. 

I'm not going to be able to play poker with you guys on Friday.



MICHAEL

Why not?



PETER

Uh, I have to see this occupational hypnotherapist with Anne.



MICHAEL

Dude! An occupational hypnotherapist?!



PETER

Anne wants me to go. She thinks it might help. Y'know, sometimes I just 

think, I keep thinking that she's cheating on me.



MICHAEL

Yeah. I know what you mean.



SAMIR

Yeah.



PETER

What is that supposed to mean?



MICHAEL

Nothing. Why don't you just tell Anne you're not into hypnosis and you 

want to play poker with us?



PETER

Ah, I can't do that. She might get all pissed off at me. Besides, I 

think the guy might be able to help. He did help Anne lose weight.



SAMIR

Peter, she's anorexic.



PETER

Yeah, I know. The guy's really good.



MICHAEL

An occupational hypnotherapist isn't going to help you solve any of 

your problems. And speaking of problems, what's this I hear about you 

having problems with your TPS reports?



SAMIR

Yeah. Didn't you get that memo?



Peter sighs.



[Scene Outside Initech. Tom, another employee, runs across the street, 

towards Samir, Peter and Michael.]



TOM

Hey! Hey, guys! Samir!!



SAMIR

Is that Tom Smykowski?



PETER

What's he doing?



MICHAEL

Oh, probably working on another heart attack.



TOM

Have you guys see this?



He hands them a piece of paper.



MICHAEL

What? It's the staff meeting. So what?



TOM

We're all screwed, that's what. They're gonna downsize Initech.



SAMIR

Oh, what are you talking about Tom? How do you know that?



TOM

They're bringing in a consultant - that's how I know. That's what this 

staff meeting is all about! That's what happened at Initrode last year. 

You have an interview with a consultant and they bring in efficiency 

experts. You're interviewing for your own job!



MICHAEL

Tom, every week you say you're losing your job and you're still here.



TOM

I'm going to be the first one they're gonna lay off. Just the thought 

of having to go to the State Unemployment Office and having to stand in 

line with those scumbags!!!



[Scene Michael and Samir's cubicle. They're sitting there worrying.]



MICHAEL

Shit. Shit.



TOM

You know there are people in this world who don't have to put up with 

all this shit? Like that guy that invented the pet rock. You see, 

that's what you have to do. You have to use your mind and come up with 

some really great idea like that and you never have to work again!



MICHAEL

I don't think the pet rock was really such a good idea.



TOM

The guy made a million dollars! Y'know… I had an idea like that once.



PETER

Really? What was it, Tom?



TOM

Well, all right. It was a Jump… to Conclusions-mat. You see, it would 

be this mat that you would put on the floor and it would have different 

conclusions written on it that you could…jump to.



MICHAEL

That is the worse idea I've ever heard in my life, Tom.



SAMIR

Yes, yes, it's horrible…this idea….



TOM

Ah, look. I, I gotta get outta here. I'll see you guys later, if I 

still have a job.



He goes to his cubicle.



PETER

Our high school guidance counselor used to ask us what you would do if 

we had a million dollars and didn't have to work. And invariably, 

whatever we would say, that was supposed to be our careers. If you 

wanted to build cars, then you're supposed to be an auto mechanic.



SAMIR

So what did you say?



PETER

I never had an answer. I guess that's why I'm working at Initech.



MICHAEL

No, you're working at Initech because that question is bullshit to 

begin with. 

(The printer is not working) 

If that quiz worked, there would be no janitors, because no one would 

clean shit up if they had a million dollars.



SAMIR

Well, I would invest half of it in ??? Mutual Funds and give the rest 

of it to my friend, Saheib, in Securities.



MICHAEL

Samir, the point of the exercise is that you could figure out what you 

want to do. And then…

(reads the printer's display) 

"PC load letter"?!! What the fuck does that mean?!!



He knocks off the paper tray.



[Scene Peter's apartment. He enters, tired, and sits down on the couch. 

He then turns on the TV.]



LAWRENCE

(V/O, FROM NEXT DOOR) 

HEY PETER-MAN! CHECK OUT CHANNEL NINE! IT'S THE BREAST EXAM! CHECK OUT 

THIS CHICK!



PETER

Lawrence, can't you just pretend like we can't hear each other through 

the wall?



LAWRENCE

Oh! I'm sorry man, is Anne over there or something?



PETER

No! But if you just want to talk to me, just come over.



Lawrence does so; it takes him like ten seconds.



LAWRENCE

Hey man. Check this out, dude.



He changes channels a bunch of times



Pepsi commercial, a soap opera and another show. He stops on breast 

exam.



PETER

Oh geez, Lawrence.



LAWRENCE

I'm sorry, man. I thought you'd wanna see this. Doesn't this chick look 

like Anne?



PETER

Yeah, a little bit.



LAWRENCE

Hey, she hasn't been over here in a while. You two still going out?



PETER

I guess, yeah. I, I don't know. Sometimes I get the feeling that she's 

cheating on me.



LAWRENCE

Yeah, I get that feeling too, man.



PETER

What do you mean by that?



LAWRENCE

I don't know , man, I just get that feeling looking at her, like - I'm 

sorry, man. Look, I, I, I, I, I, I'm talking out of my ass. I don't 

know.



He gets up.



PETER

It's ok. I just had a rough day.



LAWRENCE

Tell me about it, man. 

(sits on the couch)

 I gotta wake my ass up at six AM every day of this week and drag 

myself up to Vascalinas. Yeah, I'm doing the drywall up there at the 

new McDonalds.



PETER

Let me ask you something. When you come in on Mondays, and you're not 

feeling too well, does anybody ever come up to you and say "sounds like 

someone's got a case of the Mondays"?



LAWRENCE

No. No, man, shit, no, man. I believe you get your ass kicked for 

sayin' something like that, man.



PETER

Huh.



LAWRENCE

We still going fishing this weekend?



PETER

Nah. Lumbergh's gonna make me come in this Saturday. I know it.



LAWRENCE

Well, you can get out of that easily.



PETER

Yeah, how?



LAWRENCE

(Gets up) 

Well, when you work on an Saturday, he generally asks you at the end of 

the day, right? 

(gets a beer) 

So all you have to do is avoid him – 

(peter offers him a bottle cap remover) 

That's all right, i got one – 

(he gets on from his pocket) 

The last few hours of the day. And turn off your answering machine, you 

should be home free then.



PETER

That's a really good idea. (sits on the couch) Lawrence, what would you 

do if you had a million dollars?



He sits down.



LAWRENCE

I'll tell you what I'll do, man--Two chicks at the same time.



Peter laughs.



PETER

That's it? If you had a million dollars, that's what you'd do, two 

chicks at the same time?



LAWRENCE

Damn straight, man. I've always wanted to do that. I figure if I were a 

millionaire, I could hook that up. Chicks dig guys with money.



PETER

Well not all chicks….



LAWRENCE

Well, the type that double up on a guy like me do.



PETER

Good point.



LAWRENCE

NOW, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?



PETER

Besides two chicks at the same time?



LAWRENCE

Oh yeah.



PETER

Nothing.



LAWRENCE

Nothing, huh?



PETER

I would relax, I would sit on my ass all day, I would do nothing.



LAWRENCE

You don't need a million dollars to do nothing, man. Take a look at my 

cousin. He's broke and don't do shit.



[Scene Peter's room. He's in bed and he keeps hearing voices.]



NINA

Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a moment. Corporate payroll, 

Nina speaking. Just a moment. Corporate payroll, Nina speaking. Just a 

moment.



Peter buries his head in his pillow.



[Scene The staff meeting. Peter's watch reads Friday 12, 10:37. 

Everyone's standing outside their cubicles. There's a banner that says 

"Is This Good for the COMPANY?"]



BILL

So you should ask yourself, with every decision that you make (points 

to the banner) Is this good for the company? Am I helping the best way 

that I can for the company...



PETER

Is that the guy?



TOM

Yeah...



BILL

Good. Well, uh, I'd like to, uh, welcome a new member to our team. Uh, 

Bob Slydell. Yeah. Uh, he is, uh, a consultant. Yeah. He is a 

consultant. (Tom shakes his head) He'll be helping us out a little 

here, asking some questions, making sure things go a little more 

smoothly. Yeah. Oh and remember, next Friday is Hawaiian shirt day! So, 

y'know, if you want to, go ahead and uh, wear a Hawaiian shirt and 

jeans.



[Scene Milton's cubicle, under the banner. He's on the phone with 

Peter.]



MILTON

I, I don't care if they, if they lay me off either, because I, I told 

Bill that if he moves my desk one more time, then, then I'm quitting. 

I'm going to quit. And I told Dom too because they've moved my desk 

four times. I used to be by the window, where I could see the squirrels 

and they were merry. But then they switched from the Swingline to the 

Boston stapler, but I kept my Swingline. (he's holding his red 

Swingline) (Camera pans to Peter) They have my staples for the Boston 

and I kept the staples from the Swingline stapler.



PETER

Ok, Milton.



MILTON

And if, if they take my stapler, I will, I will set this building on 

fire.



PETER

Oh, that's great. I will talk to you later.



He hangs up and looks at his watch



4:45. Peter looks around and sees Bill. He ducks and peeks to see Bill 

talking with some workers. He quickly tries to save his files, but the 

computer is slower than he'd like. Bill is talking to other guys.



PETER

Oh, come on! (it finished saving, but starts to save another file) Oh, 

for crying out -!



He peeks over the wall again. The computer finally finished saving and 

he turns it off. He peeks over the wall but Bill's not there. He gets 

ready to leave and almost runs into Bill.



BILL

Hello Peter. What's happening? Um, I'm gonna need you go ahead and come 

in tomorrow. So if you could be here around nine, that would be great. 

(starts to walk away) Oh, oh, yea…I forgot. I'm gonna also need you to 

come in Sunday too. We, uh, lost some people this week and we need to 

sorta catch up. Thanks.



[Scene Outside the clinic. A sign says



Hypnotherapist; Dr. Swanson, CCS; Anxiety, Depression, Marriage, Weight 

Loss, Smoking, Insurance



Cut to inside. Anne is with Peter. Opposite them are Dr. Swanson and 

two other patients.



PETER

So I'm sitting in my cubicle today and I realized that ever since I 

started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the 

day before it. So it means that every single day you see me, that's on 

the worse day of my life.



DR. SWANSON

What about today? Is today the worse day of your life?



PETER

Yeah.



DR. SWANSON

Oh, that's bad stuff.



PETER

I'm sorry.



DR. SWANSON

Ok.



PETER

But is there any way that you, you could just sock me out so there's no 

way that I'll know I'm at work? Right here? (points to his head) Can I 

just come home and think I've been fishing all day or something?



DR. SWANSON

That's really not what I do, Peter. However, the good news is, I think 

I can help you. I want you to do something for me, Peter. (dims the 

lights) I want you to try and relax. I want you to relax every muscle 

in your body, from your toes to your fingertips. Now I want you to 

relax your legs. You're going to begin to feel your eyelids getting 

heavy as you slip deeper and deeper into a state of complete 

relaxation. the air of concerns to you is disappearing. Deeper, way 

down, your concerns about your job melts away. Way, way down. Now when 

I count backwards from three, you'll be in a state of complete 

relaxation. your worries, cares and ambitions will be gone. And you 

will remain in that state until I snap my fingers. Three. Deeper and 

deeper. Way down, way down. Two. Way down. One.



He faints out of the chair and everyone rushes to his aid.



ANNE

Oh my God, Dr. Swanson! Ooh! Ooh! Is he dead? Oh!



She runs to get help. Peter just sits there and smiles. The hypnosis 

thing apparently worked...



[Scene Peter's bedroom. Saturday morning, 8:00. His alarm clock beeps 

and he sits up. He looks at the clock and decides to go back to sleep.]



Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings and the answering 

machine picks up.



BILL

Yah, hi. It's Bill Lundbergh. It's about ten o' clock, uh, wondering 

where you are.



Cut to later. Peter's still asleep. The phone rings again.



BILL

ON MACHINE) YEAH, HI, IT'S BILL LUMBERGH AGAIN. I JUST WANTED TO MAKE 

SURE YOU KNEW THAT WE, UH, DID START AT THE, UH, USUAL TIME THIS 

MORNING. (PETER ROLLS OVER...) YEAH, IT ISN'T A HALF DAY OR ANYTHING 

LIKE THAT. SO IF YOU COULD GET HERE AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, THAT WOULD BE 

TERRIFIC.



Cut to later. Peter finally gets up. The answering machine has 

seventeen messages. He listens to them.



BILL

Yeah, hi, it's Bill Lum -



Next message



BILL

Yeah, it's -



Next message



BILL

Yeah, hi, it's Bill Lumbergh -



Next message



BILL

Yeah, it's me again. Uh, I was away from my desk for a minute. Just 

checking in case you called while I was gone.



The phone rings. Peter answers it.



PETER

Hello?



ANNE

Peter, what's going on?!



PETER

Huh?



ANNE

It's 3:30. Why aren't you at work?!



PETER

Because I didn't feel like it.



ANNE

Peter, what is wrong with you?! First, you sit there while Dr. Swanson 

dies and you just walk out of the car and embarrass me in front of my 

friends. Don't blame this on hypnosis either. That's total bull!



Peter hangs up but Anne calls back.



ANNE

ANSWERING MACHINE) LISTEN, ASSHOLE. NO ONE HANGS UP ON ME. WE'RE 

THROUGH!!! AND –HA- ONE MORE THING. I'VE BEEN CHEATING ON YOU!!!! (BEEP



Peter gets back into bed.



[Scene Initech. Another staff meeting.]



BILL

From now on, you use the time sheets if you work on two or more job 

codes and you need the extra columns to fit it all in. Otherwise, use 

the old time sheets...



TOM

Where's Peter? How come he didn't show up this weekend?



MICHAEL

I, I don't know.



BILL

...it would really, really help us out.



MICHAEL

POINTS) WHO'S THAT GUY?



BILL

So, uh, any questions?



[Scene Chotchkie's. Peter enters and goes up to Joanna at the counter.]



PETER

Hi, I'm Peter.



JOANNA

Hi. How can I help you?



PETER

What are you doing for lunch today?



JOANNA

Well, our specials are barbecued chicken - it's actually right over 

there on the board. (points) Excuse me.



She goes to take orders.



BRIAN

Hey! Look who's back! Table for three, to -



Peter shoves him out of his way and goes over to Joanna.



PETER

I was asking what you were doing for lunch. Would you like to have 

lunch with me?



JOANNA

Oh, are you serious? Yeah, I don't , I don't think I'm supposed to do 

that.



PETER

Oh. I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna go next door and get a 

table and if you'd like to join me, no big deal. All right? And if not, 

that's cool too. Ok?



He starts to walk away.



JOANNA

Uh, when you say "next door", do you mean Chili's or Flingers?



PETER

Flingers.



JOANNA

Ok.



[Scene Initech. Bob Slydell and Bob Porter are interviewing Tom.]



BOB SLYDELL

So what you do is you take the specifications from the customers and 

you bring them down to the software engineers?



TOM

That, that's right.



BOB PORTER

Well, then I gotta ask, then why can't the customers just take the 

specifications directly to the software people, huh?



TOM

Well, uh, uh, uh, because, uh, engineers are not good at dealing with 

customers.



BOB SLYDELL

You physically take the specs from the customer?



TOM

Well, no, my, my secretary does that, or, or the fax.



BOB SLYDELL

Ah.



BOB PORTER

Then you must physically bring them to the software people.



TOM

Well...no. Yeah, I mean, sometimes.



BOB SLYDELL

Well, what would you say… you do here?



TOM

Well, look, I already told you. I deal with the goddamn customers so 

the engineers don't have to!! I have people skills!! I am good at 

dealing with people!!! Can't you understand that?!? WHAT THE HELL IS 

WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!!!!!!!



CUT TO THE CUBICLES. TOM EXITS THE INTERVIEW ROOM AND MICHAEL ENTERS.



Cut to inside.



BOB SLYDELL

Let's see. You're Michael...Bolton?



He nods.



BOB PORTER

Is that your real name?



MICHAEL

Yeah.



BOB PORTER

Are you in any relation to the pop singer?



MICHAEL

It's just a coincidence.



BOB SLYDELL

LAUGHS) TO BE HONEST WITH YOU, I LOVE HIS MUSIC. I DO . I AM A MICHAEL 

BOLTON FAN. FOR MY MONEY, I DON'T THINK IT GETS ANY BETTER THAN WHEN HE 

SINGS WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN. 



BOB PORTER

I mean you must really love his music.



MICHAEL

Yeah. Yeah…he, he, he's pretty, he's pretty good, I guess.



BOB SLYDELL

You're GOD DAMN right he is.



They laugh.



BOB PORTER

So tell me. What's your favorite song of his?



MICHAEL

Hmm. I, I, I don't know. I mean, I guess, I sorta like 'em all.



The Bobs laugh.



BOB SLYDELL

HA HA! I feel the exact same way, but it must be hard for you, I mean, 

having the same name as him. I celebrate the guy's entire catalogue. 

But anyway, let's get down to business, Michael!



MICHAEL

You, you know, you can just call me Mike.



They stare at him.



[Scene Flingers. Peter is saving a table and Joanna enters.]



JOANNA

Hi.



PETER

Hey.



JOANNA

I wonder if they will let me wear this in here.



PETER

I think it would be ok. Would you like to sit down?



He motions to a chair.



JOANNA

Ok. (does so) Wow. This place is really nice.



PETER

Yeah, is it?



JOANNA

Oh my God, compared to Chotchkie's. I like the uniforms better anyways.



PETER

I like yours.



JOANNA

Nah. (makes a face



Peter looks at the buttons' wearing on his suspender. One says We're 

not in Kansas anymore. The one underneath says POOF.



PETER

"We're not in Kansas anymore."



JOANNA

Yeah. Really. (laughs



PETER

It's on your - (points



JOANNA

Oh! That's, uh, that's uh, my pieces of flair.



PETER

What are pieces of flair?



JOANNA

That's where you know, suspenders and buttons and all sorts of stuff. 

We're, uh, we're actually required to wear fifteen pieces of flair. 

quite stupid actually.



PETER

Do you get to pick them out yourself?



JOANNA

Yeah. Yeah. Although I didn't actually choose these. I, uh, I just 

grabbed fifteen buttons and, uh, I don't even know what they say! 

Y'know, I don't really care. I don't really like talking about my 

flair.



PETER

Ok.



JOANNA

So, where do you work, uh, Peter?



PETER

Initech.



JOANNA

And, uh, what do you do there, Peter?



PETER

I sit in a cubicle and I update bank software for the 2000 switch.



JOANNA

NODS) WHAT'S THAT?



PETER

You see, they wrote all this bank software and to save space, they put 

98 instead of 1998. So I go through these thousands of lines of code 

and uh, it doesn't really matter. I, uh, I don't like my job. I don't 

think I'm gonna go anymore.



JOANNA

You're just not gonna go?



PETER

Yeah.



JOANNA

Won't you get fired?



PETER

I don't know. But I really don't like it so I'm not gonna go.



JOANNA

LAUGHS) SO YOU'RE GONNA QUIT?



PETER

No, no, not really. I'm just gonna stop going.



JOANNA

When did you decide all that?



PETER

About a week ago.



JOANNA

Really?



PETER

Oh, yeah.



JOANNA

Ok. So, so you're gonna get another job?



PETER

I don't think I 'd like another job.



JOANNA

LAUGHS) SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT MONEY AND BILLS?



PETER

Y'know, I never really liked paying bill? I don't think I'll do that 

either.



JOANNA

LAUGHS) SO WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO?



PETER

I want to take you out for dinner and then I wanna go to my apartment 

and watch Kung Fu. Did you ever watch Kung Fu? 



Joanna gets a weird look on her face.



JOANNA

I love Kung Fu...



PETER

Channel 39.



JOANNA

Totally...



PETER

You should come over and watch Kung Fu tonight.



JOANNA

Ok...



PETER

Great.



JOANNA

Ok. Can we order lunch first?



PETER

Yeah.



JOANNA

Ok.



[Scene Milton's cubicle. He hears bill talking and eavesdrops.]



BILL

...stapler off my desk...



Milton puts his Swingline stapler somewhere else. The guys laugh.



BILL

...anyway, sounds great, Bob. I'll see you in a few. (they walk off) 

Hey, Milton, what's happening?



MILTON

Uh...sir...



BILL

Uh, I'm going to have to ask you to move your desk. Now, if you could 

get it to go as far back against that wall as possible, that would be 

great.



MILTON

No, no, because I was, I was -



BILL

That way, we'll have some room for more boxes and things we need to put 

in here.



MILTON

No...sir...



BILL

Uh (sees the Swingline) Oh there it is.



MILTON

No. No.



BILL

Let me just get that from ya. (picks it up) Great. So if you could get 

to that as soon as possible, that would be terrific. Have a nice lunch, 

Milton. Bye.



He walks off.



MILTON

Ok. I'll set the building on fire.



[Scene Hallway at Initech. Peter enters in casual clothes. Milton walks 

up to him.]



MICHAEL

Peter!



PETER

Michael!



MICHAEL

What the hell's going on, man? I thought you were going to come in here 

and start shooting.



PETER

I just came to get my address book. I'm not gonna stay. I've got a 

number I don't wanna lose.



MICHAEL

What?! Peter, you're in deep shit! You were supposed to come in on 

Saturday. What were you doing?



PETER

Michael, I did nothing. I did absolutely nothing and it was everything 

that I thought it could be.



MICHAEL

Well, I hope you have a better story than that for Lumbergh. You know, 

you're supposed to be having your interview right now with the 

consultants.



PETER

Who?



He writes down Joanna's number.



MICHAEL

What has gotten into you?



PETER

Oh yeah. Right.



MICHAEL

Peter, Peter you, gotta postpone it man. Tell them you were sick. Make 

something up.



PETER

Ah, no way. I feel great.



[Scene The interview room.]



BOB PORTER

The next paper looks like a Peter Gibbons.



Peter enters.



BOB SLYDELL

Aha! All right. We were just talking about you. You must be Peter 

Gibbons. Uh huh. Terrific. I'm Bob Slydell and this is my associate, 

Bob Porter.



PETER

Hi, Bob. Bob.



BOB PORTER

Why don't you grab a seat and join us for a minute?



He does so.



BOB SLYDELL

Y'see, what we're trying to do here, we're just trying to get a feel 

for how people spend their day. So, if you would, would you just walk 

us through a typical day for you?



PETER

Yeah.



BOB SLYDELL

Great.



PETER

Well, I generally come in at least fifteen minutes late. I use the side 

door, that way Lumbergh can't see me. Uh, and after that, I just sorta 

space out for about an hour.



BOB PORTER

Space out?



PETER

Yeah. I just stare at my desk but it looks like I'm working. I do that 

for probably another hour after lunch too. I'd probably, say, in a 

given week, I probably do about fifteen minutes of real, actual work.



BOB SLYDELL

Uh, Peter, would you be a good sport and indulge us and tell us a 

little more?



PETER

Let me tell you something about TPS reports...'



Cut to later. Peter is more relaxed.



PETER

The thing is, Bob, it's not that I'm lazy. It's just that I just don't 

care.



BOB PORTER

Don't, don't care?

PETER

It's a problem of motivation, all right? Now, if I work my ass off and 

Initech ships a few extra units, I don't see another dime. So where's 

the motivation? And here's another thing, Bob. I have eight different 

bosses right now!



BOB SLYDELL

I beg your pardon?



PETER

Eight bosses.



BOB SLYDELL

Eight?



PETER

Eight, bob. So that means when I make a mistake, I have eight different 

people coming by to tell me about it. That's my real motivation - is 

not to be hassled. That and the fear of losing my job, but y'know, Bob, 

it will only make someone work hard enough not to get fired.



BOB SLYDELL

Bear with me for a minute.



PETER

Ok.



BOB SLYDELL

Believe me, this is hypocritical. But what if you were offered some 

kind of stock option and equity sharing program?



PETER

I don't know. I guess. Listen, I'm gonna go. It's been really nice 

talking to be of you guys.



He shakes their hands.



BOB SLYDELL

Absolutely. It's all on this side of the table, trust me.



PETER

Good luck with your layoffs. I hope your firings go really well.



BOB SLYDELL

Wow.



Cut to the cubicle's. Peter walks past them and into the hall.



BILL

Hey, Peter, what's happening? Listen, uh -



Peter walks right past him.



[Scene Chotchkie's]



STAN

Joanna? Would you come here for a moment, please?



JOANNA

I'm sorry. I was late. I was having lunch.



STAN

I need to talk about your flair.



JOANNA

Really? I have 15 buttons on. I, uh, (shows him



STAN

Well, ok, 15 is minimum, ok?



JOANNA

Ok.



STAN

Now, it's up to you whether or not you want to just do the bare 

minimum. Well, like Brian, for example, has 37 pieces of flair. And a 

terrific smile.



JOANNA

Ok. Ok, you want me to wear more?



STAN

Look. Joanna.



JOANNA

Yeah.



STAN

People can get a cheeseburger anywhere, ok? They come to Chotchkie's 

for the atmosphere and the attitude. That's what the flair's about. 

It's about fun.



JOANNA

Ok. So, more then?



STAN

Look, we want you to express yourself, ok? If you think the bare 

minimum is enough, then ok. But some people choose to wear more and we 

encourage that, ok? You do want to express yourself, don't you?



JOANNA

Yeah. Yeah.



STAN

Great. Great. That's all I ask.



JOANNA

Ok.



[Scene Conference room. Dom and Bill are talking to the two Bob's.]



BOB SLYDELL

Right. So there's three more people we can easily lose. There's Tom 

Smykowski.



BILL

He's useless.



BOB SLYDELL

Gone.



DOM

Sounds good to me.



BOB SLYDELL

Here's a peculiar one. Milton Waddams.



DOM

Who's he?



BOB

You know, squirrely looking guy, mumbles a lot.



DOM

Oh.



BOB SLYDELL

We can't find a record of him being a current employee here.



BOB PORTER

I looked into it more deeply and I found what happened was he got layed 

off about five years ago and no one ever told him about it. But through 

a glitch in Payroll, he still gets a paycheck. I went ahead and fixed 

the glitch.



BILL

Great.



DOM

So, um, Milton has been let go.



BOB SLYDELL

Just a second there, Professor. We, uh, we fixed the glitch. So he 

won't be receiving a paycheck anymore. So it'll just work itself out 

naturally.



BOB PORTER

We always like to avoid confrontation whenever possible. The problem is 

solved from here on, then.



They laugh.



BOB SLYDELL

Uh, we should move on to a Peter Gibbons. I had a chance to meet this 

young man and boy does he have Straight to Upper Management written all 

over him.



BILL

Ooh, uh, yeah. I'm going to have to go ahead and sort of disagree with 

you there. Yeah. Uh, he's been real flaky lately and I'm not sure that 

he's the caliber person you want for upper management. He's been having 

some problems with his TPS reports.



BOB PORTER

I'll handle this. We feel that the problem isn't with Peter.



BOB SLYDELL

Um-um.



BOB PORTER

It's that you haven't challenged him enough to get him really 

motivated.



BOB SLYDELL

There it is.



BILL

Yeah, I'm not sure about that now.



BOB PORTER

All right, Bill. Let me ask you this. How much time each week would you 

say you deal with these TPS reports?



BILL

Yeah...



[Scene Peter parks in Bill's usual spot and goes into the building. He 

takes a drill and removes the metal door handle.]



Cut to outside, where Bill has to park in the handicap spot.



Cut back inside. Peter tears down the banner.



Cut to outside. Bill's Porsche is being towed away. They only manage to 

pull off the bumper.



Cut to Peter and Joanna watching Kung Fu. They're about to kiss.



LAWRENCE

Hey Peter man! Check out channel nine! It's a breast exam! Whoo!!



Cut to Peter's cubicle. Bill checks his watch because Peter's still not 

there.



Cut to a lake. Lawrence, Peter and Joanna are fishing. Peter holds up a 

big fish.



Cut to Initech. Peter enters with an Igloo cooler.



DOM

Hello, Peter.



PETER

Hey Dom!



He slaps him on the back.



Cut to Peter's cubicle. He puts the fish on his desk and starts to gut 

it. He throws its entrails on a stack of TPS reports.



Cut to Peter and Joanna watching Kung Fu.



Cut to Peter removing the screws in the cubicle wall. He pushes it 

over. It reveals a window and Peter relaxes.



[Scene Peter's cubicle, now with only one wall. he's playing Tetris as 

Bill walks up.]



BILL

So, Peter, what's happening? Now are you going to go ahead and have 

those TPS reports for us this afternoon? (Peter keeps playing) Uh, 

yeah. So I guess we should probably go ahead and have a little talk, 

hmm?



PETER

Not right now, Lumbergh. I'm, I'm kinda busy. In fact, I'm going to 

have to ask you to go ahead and just come back another time. I have a 

meeting with the Bobs in a couple of minutes.



BILL

Uh, I wasn't aware of a meeting with them.



PETER

Yeah, they called me at home.



BILL

That sounds good, Peter. Uh, and we'll go ahead and, uh, get this all 

fixed up for you later.



[Scene Milton's cubicle. He's organizing papers.]



MILTON

F...C...P...



BILL

Hi, Milton. What's going on?



MILTON

I, I, I, I, I didn't receive my paycheck this week.



BILL

Uh, you're gonna have to talk to Payroll about that.



MILTON

I, I did and they, and they said -



BILL

Uh, we're gonna need to move your desk downstairs into Storage B.



MILTON

No...I...I...



BILL

Uh, we have some new people coming in and we need all the space we can 

get.



MILTON

No...no...no...no...but...but...but...I, I, I -



BILL

And if you could could go ahead and get a can of psticide and take care 

of the roach problem we've been having that would be great. (He walks 

away.



MILTON

I can't...Excuse me. I believe you have my stapler?



[Scene The meeting between Peter and the two Bobs.]



BOB PORTER

It looks like you've been missing a lot of work lately.



PETER

I wouldn't say I've been missing it, Bob.



They laugh.



BOB SLYDELL

That's terrific, Peter. I,I, I'm sure you've, you've, you've heard some 

of the rumors around the hallway about how we're just going to do a 

little (finger quotes) housecleaning with some of the software people.



PETER

Well, Bob, I have heard that and you gotta do what you gotta do.



BOB PORTER

Well, these people here. First, Mr. Samir Naga...Naga...



BOB SLYDELL

Naga...



BOB PORTER

Naga-worker here anyway!



The Bobs laugh.



BOB SLYDELL

Mr. Mike Bolton. We're certainly gonna miss him.



PETER

You're gonna layoff Samir and Michael!?



BOB PORTER

We're gonna bring in some entry level graduates for us to work in 

Singapore, that's the usual deal.



BOB SLYDELL

Well, it's standard operating procedure.



PETER

Do they know about this yet?



BOB SLYDELL

No! No, of course not. We always find it's better to fire people on a 

Friday. It's statistically shown that there's less chance of an 

incident if we do it at the end of the week. Anyway, Peter, what we 

would like to do is put you into a position where you would have as 

many as four people working right underneath you.



BOB PORTER

This is a big promotion, Pete.



BOB SLYDELL

Huge.



PETER

So you're gonna fire Samir and Michael and give me more money?



BOB SLYDELL

Umm-hmm.



PETER

Wow!



[Scene Michael is messing with the printer.]



MICHAEL

Yeah. Yeah. That's it. That's exactly what I need. Just give it to me. 

Come on. Come on, you little fucker. Let's go! That's what I need. 

Let's do that. Let's do exactly that, you little, fu-



Peter walks up to him.



PETER

Listen... Well, what are you doing tonight?



[Scene Peter's place. Michael, Samir and Peter are there.]



PETER

There comes a place in a man's life and, uh, maybe that time for you is 

now, when it doesn't hurt to think about the future.



MICHAEL

Uh, no offense, there, Peter, but think about yourself, sport. You're 

the one who's been flaking out at work. Whatever that religious 

experience or whatever the hell it was, you better snap out of it, or 

you're gonna get canned.



PETER

Yeah. I, I, I...Listen, that virus you're always talking about. The one 

that, that could rip off the company for a bunch of money...



MICHAEL

Yeah? What about it?



PETER

Well, how does it work?



MICHAEL

It's pretty brilliant. What it does is where there's a bank 

transaction, and the interests are computed in the thousands a day in 

fractions of a cent, which it usually rounds off. What this does is it 

takes those remainders and puts it into your account.



PETER

This sounds familiar.



MICHAEL

Yeah. They did this in Superman III.



PETER

Yeah. What a good movie.



MICHAEL

A bunch of hackers did this in the 70s and one of them got busted.



PETER

Well, so they check for this now?



MICHAEL

No, you see, Initech's so backed up with all the software we're 

updating for the year 2000, they'd never notice.



PETER

You're right. And even if they wanted to, they could never check all 

that code.



MICHAEL

It's numbers up their asses.



PETER

So, Michael, what's to keep you from doing this?



MICHAEL

It's not worth the risk. I got a good job.



PETER

What if you didn't have a good job?



[Scene A bar. Michael and Peter are there.]



MICHAEL

Cockos! Samir and I are the best programmers in that place. And you, 

you haven't even been showing up and you get to keep your job.



PETER

Actually, I'm being promoted.



MICHAEL

What?!!!



PETER

Yeah, I know, Michael. It's completely unfair. And I realized something 

today. It's not about me and my dream of doing nothing. It's about all 

of us together. I don't know what happened at that hypnotherapist the 

other day; maybe it was just shock. It's wearing off now, but when I 

saw that fat man keel over and die, Michael, I realized that we don't 

have a lot of time on this earth. We weren't meant to spend it this 

way. Human beings weren't meant to sit in little cubicles, starring at 

computer screens all day, filling out useless forms and listening to 

eight different bosses drone on about mission statements.



MICHAEL

I told those fudge-packers that I like Michael Bolton's music. God.



PETER

that is not right, Michael. For five years now, you've worked your ass 

off at Initech, hoping for a promotion or some kind of profit sharing 

or something. Five years of your mid-20s now, gone. And you're gonna go 

in tomorrow and they're gonna throw you out into the street. You know 

why? So Bill Lumbergh's stock will go up a quarter of a point. Michael, 

let's make that stock go down. Let's take enough money from that place 

that we never ever have to sit in a cubicle ever again. Your software 

works right?



MICHAEL

Of course it works. That's not the point. Look, even if it could work, 

I don't know how to install it. I don't know the credit union software 

loan.



PETER

Yeah? But Samir does.



[Scene Peter's apartment. Samir's there, along with Michael and Peter.]



SAMIR

But that's not much money, I -



PETER

That's the beauty of it. Each withdrawal is a fraction of a cent. 

That's too small to notice. Take a thousand withdrawals a day, space it 

out over a few years, that's a couple hundred thousand dollars.



MICHAEL

Just like Superman III.



SAMIR

Superman III - that's it, I have to leave now, ok? (gets up) I have to 

get my resume ready.



PETER

Get your resume ready for what? Another job where they can fire you for 

no reason?



SAMIR

That's right! If I'm lucky.



PETER

Look, I don't know about you guys, but I'm tired of being pushed 

around. Aren't you?



SAMIR

Yes, Peter, but I'm not going to do something illegal.



PETER

Illegal? Samir, this is America! Come on, sit down! Come on! This isn't 

Riyadh! They're not gonna saw your hands off, all right? The worse they 

can do is put you for a couple of months into a while collar, minimum 

security resort! Shit, we should be so lucky! Did you know they have 

conjugal visits there?



SAMIR

Really.



PETER

Yes.



MICHAEL

Shit, I'm afraid. I haven't had a conjugal visit in six months.



SAMIR

So what do you think?



MICHAEL

This thing actually is pretty fail-safe, Samir.



PETER

You came here looking for a land of opportunity. And this is the knock 

of that opportunity. Tomorrow's your last day at Initech. You have two 

options



unemployment or early retirement. What's it gonna be?



SAMIR

I have a question.



PETER

Yes.



SAMIR

In, in these conjugal visits, you can have sex with women?



PETER

Yep. You sure can.



SAMIR

Ok. I'm gonna do it.



PETER

That's what I'm talking about! I'm talking about America!!



MICHAEL

Peter Let's discuss the plan, all right?



PETER

All right.



MICHAEL

All right. It works like a computer virus. All right? So all we have to 

do is load it anywhere into the credit union mainframe and it'll do the 

rest.



PETER

Ok, you guys give me that disk and I'll take it from there. Oh, but 

listen. Before we go any further, all right, we have to swear to God, 

Allah, that nobody knows about this, all right? No family members, no 

girlfriends, nobody!



SAMIR

Of course.



MICHAEL

Agreed.



LAWRENCE

Don't worry man! I won't tell anybody about this either!



MICHAEL

Who the fuck is that?!



PETER

Uh, don't worry about him. He's cool. All right. Now here's how I see 

it all going down...



[Scene Initech. Peter shakes the Bobs' hands.]



BOB SLYDELL

Peter, congratulations. This is one heck of a promotion.



BOB PORTER

And we'll go ahead and get some people under you right away.



 (They give a thumbs up.



[Scene Samir and Michael's cubicle. They look at each other. Michael 

copies the virus and looks around. He gives it to Samir. Samir walks by 

Peter and gives it to him. He puts it into his computer and copies the 

file. He goes to Samir and Michael's cubicle.]



MICHAEL

Well, that was easy.



PETER

Yeah, I guess it was.



MICHAEL

What did you do with the -



DREW

Hey guys.



PETER

Oh, hey Drew.



DREW

did you guys hear about Tom Smykowski?



MICHAEL

The guy who got laid off?



DREW

No, man, check this out.



[Flashback. Tom's getting drunk in his kitchen.]



DREW

V/O) LAST WEEK, AFTER HE FOUND OUT HE WAS GETTING LAID OFF, HE TRIES TO 

KILL HIMSELF BY RUNNING THE CAR IN THE GARAGE.



Cut to Tom in his car.



MICHAEL

V/O) IS HE DEAD?!



DREW

V/O) BUT THAT WIFE OF HIS COMES HOME EARLY FROM WORK EARLY AND FOUND 

HIM IN THE CAR AND TRIES TO PLAY IT OFF AS IF NOTHING HAPPENED.



TOM

COUGH) I WAS HAVING SOME TROUBLE WITH THE SHIFTER HERE. IT'S JAMMED. I, 

I COULDN'T GET IT INTO DRIVE. I, I, I MEAN, REVERSE.



MRS. SMYKOWSKI

Are you ok, Tom?



TOM

Yeah.



DREW

V/O) AND THEN, AS HE'S LOOKING AT HER, HE DECIDES HE WANTS TO LIVE.



TOM

I'm ok.



MRS. SMYKOWSKI

Right.



TOM

It seems to be working now. See ya later, honey. Love ya.



He backs out.



DREW

V/O) BUT THEN AS HE BACKS OUT INTO HIS DRIVEWAY, HE'S SLAMMED BIG TIME 

BY A DRUNK DRIVER.



We hear a bang from behind the closing garage door.



Cut back to Initech, present.



PETER

Well, is he ok?



DREW

Sort of. He broke both his wrists, his legs, a couple of ribs, his 

back. But check it out. He's gonna get a huge settlement out of this. 

Like seven figures. He's getting out of the hospital this weekend and 

he's throwing a big party to celebrate. I'm thinking I'm gonna take 

that new chick from Logistics. I might be showing her my O face. Oh! 

Oh! Oh! you know what I'm talking about. Oh! Yeah. Right. See you guys 

there.



[Scene Peter's car. Samir and Michael are with him.]



MICHAEL

Wow, our last day at Initech.



SAMIR

I can't believe they had security escort us out. Not like we're gonna 

steal something.



PETER

I stole something.



MICHAEL

Oh yeah. I guess we all did.



PETER

No, I stole something else.



SAMIR

What did you steal?



PETER

We'll call it a going away present.



[Scene A field. They drop the printer. Samir stomps on it four times 

and Michael, eight times. Peter hands Samir a bat. He hits the printer 

twice and Michael takes over. He starts to punch it. Samir and Peter 

pull him away, but he runs back to destroy the evil printer.]



Cut to Peter's place. Samir's trying to break dance.



[Scene Outside Peter's place.]



PETER

Everything is going to be ok. Ok?



SAMIR

The one I see is -



PETER

I can see this working. I gotta go. I gotta go. Joanna's coming over. 

Don't worry! You're worrying! All right? Monday morning we're gonna 

check the account balance and everything will be all right. Don't miss 

Tom's barbecue. I'll see you there.



Peter goes inside.



SAMIR

RAPPING) BACK UP IN YOUR ASS WITH THE RESURRECTION...



[Scene Peter's place, morning. Joanna sees all the empty liquor 

bottles.]



JOANNA

Hey, what were you guys celebrating last night?



PETER

Um, I'm not really at liberty to talk about it. I really can't.



[Scene Peter's car. He and Joanna are going to the barbecue.]



PETER

So when the subroutine compounds the interest, right, it uses all these 

extra decimals places that just get rounded off. So we just simplify 

the whole thing and we just round it down and drop the remainder into 

an account that we own.



JOANNA

So you're stealing.



PETER

Ah, no. No. You don't understand. It's, uh, very complicated. It's, uh, 

it's, it's aggregate so I'm talking about fractions of a cent that, uh, 

over time, they add up to a lot.



JOANNA

Ok. So you're gonna make a lot of money, right?



PETER

Yeah.



JOANNA

Ok. That's not yours?



PETER

Well, it, it becomes ours.



JOANNA

How's that not stealing?



PETER

I don't think, I don't think I'm explaining this very well. Um, this 

Seven Eleven, right? If you take a penny from the tray -



JOANNA

From the crippled children?!



PETER

No, that's the tray. I'm talking about the tray. The penny's for 

everybody.



JOANNA

Oh, for everybody. Ok.



PETER

Yeah, well, those are whole pennies.



JOANNA

Yeah.



PETER

Right. I'm just talking about fractions of a penny here, but we do it 

from a much bigger tray. A couple of million times. So what's wrong 

with that?



JOANNA

It seems wrong.



PETER

It's not wrong. Initech is wrong. Initech is an evil corporation, all 

right? Chotchkie's is wrong. Doesn't it bother you that you have to get 

up in the morning and put on pieces of flair?



JOANNA

Yeah, but I'm not about to go in and start taking money from the 

register!



PETER

You know, the Nazis had pieces of flair but they made the Jews wear 

them.



JOANNA

What?!



PETER

Look, we don't - I, I - we don't have to talk about this. Let's just go 

to the barbecue, all right?



JOANNA

Ok.



[Scene Tom's house. Samir and Michael open the front door. tom is in a 

full body cast and is hooked up to a bunch of stuff.]



TOM

Michael! Samir! How are you doing?



MICHAEL

Hiya Tom.



SAMIR

Hi Tom.



TOM

Yeah, I'd like you to meet my lawyer, Rob Newhouse. (they shake hands) 

Rob, Michael.



ROB

Hello Michael.



TOM

Samir.



ROB

Hello -



SAMIR

Samir.



ROB

...Samir.



 (Peter and Joanna enter.



TOM

Peter!! How are ya? I'm glad you could make it.



PETER

Tom! Hi! This is someone I'd like you to meet. This is Joanna.



JOANNA

Hi.



TOM

Hi. Forgive me for not getting up. (He starts laughing and everyone 

joins in nervously) Ooh...Ooh... Uh, Peter, Peter, come here a minute. 

I want to show you something.



They go into the kitchen. There's a Jump to Conclusions mat. It says 

??? ; Jump Again ; Strike Out ; Could be ; Loose one Turn ; Yes! ; No! 

; Accept it ; Go wild ; One step back ; Think Again ; Moot! On the 

bottom are footprints, under the word Start



TOM

Well, what do you think? It's a prototype.



PETER

Well, that's exactly as you described it. Uh, listen, I, I heard about 

your settlement. Congratulations.



TOM

Well, thanks, Peter. y'know, I'm glad you're here because I wanted to 

talk to you. I know how you get depressed about your job and all, and I 

just wanted you to know that's how you feel. I used to be the same way.



PETER

Really?



TOM

Sure. Oh maybe I didn't whine as much, but I hated my job as much as 

you and I've been doing good for over thirty years!



PETER

Wow.



TOM

Just remember



If you hang in there long enough, good things can happen. I mean, look 

at me.



He laughs.



PETER

Thanks Tom.



TOM

Aw, sure.



[Scene The backyard. Samir and Michael are talking to Rob.]



ROB

Conjugal visits? Not that I know of. Now, a minimum security prison is 

no picnic. I have a client in there right now. You see, the trick is, 

kick someone's ass the first day or become someone's bitch. Then 

everything will be all right. Why do you ask, anyway?



MICHAEL

Oh, no, we were just seeing -



His cup flies out of his hand and ice cubes go everywhere.



Cut to Peter and Drew.



DREW

Hey Peter.



PETER

Drew.



DREW

That's something about old Tom Smykowski, huh?



PETER

Yeah.



DREW

Lucky bastard. (sees Joanna) Hey, isn't that the girl who works over at 

Chotchkie's?



PETER

Yeah.



DREW

Hmm, who's she here with?



PETER

She's here with me.



DREW

Really?



PETER

Yeah.



DREW

All right, Peter! Ooh! Ooh! Right on. Make sure you wear a rubber, 

dude.



PETER

Why's that, Drew?



DREW

Are you kidding me? She gets around, all right?



PETER

She does, does she?



DREW

Oh yeah. Like a record.



Joanna waves.



PETER

With who?



DREW

Well, let's see. Lumbergh fucked her. Ah, let me see who else...



PETER

Lumbergh?!



[Scene Peter's car. He and Joanna are leaving the party.]



JOANNA

Oh, what if you get caught? Oh, I, I, I, I just don't know if this is 

such a good idea.



PETER

ANGRY) YEAH? WELL, MAYBE IT WASN'T SUCH A GOOD IDEA FOR YOU TO SLEEP 

WITH LUMBERGH!



JOANNA

What?! What are you - Oh! All right, Lumbergh...



PETER

ARGH!!! AH GOD! LUMBERGH!!



JOANNA

Peter! What is wrong with you? That was like to years ago! What, do you 

know him?



PETER

Yeah, I know him!! I know him! He's my boss!! He's my unholy, 

disgusting, pig of a boss!!



JOANNA

Oh, he's not that disgusting.



PETER

He represents all that is solace and wrong! And you slept with him!



JOANNA

That is none of your business, ok? I didn't ask you who you slept with 

before we were together. I don't care!



PETER

Well, I didn't think you would sleep with a guy like Lumbergh!



JOANNA

Listen to you! Who do you think you are? How dare you judge! Do you 

think you're an angel or something? No! You're this petty, stealing, 

wannabe criminal...man!



PETER

Well, I may be. But at least I never slept with Lumbergh!!



JOANNA

Ok. That's it. I'm done. I want to get out of the car. Stop. I wanna 

get -



PETER

Fine.



He stops and Joanna gets out.



JOANNA

Why don't you call me when you grow up? Oh, wait, that's probably never 

gonna happen so just don't call me, all right?



PETER

Say hello to Lumbergh for me!!!



She slams the door and he drives off.



[Scene Peter's room. He's having nightmares again.]



DREW

Lumbergh fucked her...Lumbergh fucked her...Lumbergh fucked her...



BILL

Oh that's great…great…



DREW

I'm gonna see the O-face again. Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooh! Ooh!



That dissolves into Bill, naked, holding a foot in one hand a cup of 

coffee in the other.



BILL

Why don't you move it a little to the left? That's right. Great. Oh, 

hello, Peter. What's happening? Uh, could you give me those TPS reports 

ASAP? Mmmkay?



Peter wakes up and breathes deeply.



[Scene Chotchkie's. Stan approaches Joanna.]



STAN

Joanna?



JOANNA

Yeah?



STAN

We need to talk. Do you know what this is about?



JOANNA

My, uh, flair.



STAN

Yeah. Or, uh, your lack thereof. I'm counting and I only see fifteen 

pieces. Let me ask you a question, Joanna.



JOANNA

Umm-hmm.



STAN

What do you think of a person who only does the bare minimum?



JOANNA

Huh. What do I think? Let me tell you what I think, Stan. If you want 

me to wear thirty-seven pieces of flair like your pretty boy Brian over 

there, then why don't you just make the minimum thirty-seven pieces of 

flair?



STAN

Well, I thought I remember you saying you wanted to express yourself.



JOANNA

Yeah. Yeah. Y'know what? I do. I do want to express myself. Ok? And I 

don't need thirty-seven pieces of flair to do it. (gives him the 

finger) All right? There's my flair! And this is me expressing myself. 

(holds up her hand) There it is! I hate this job! I hate this goddamn 

job and I don't need it!!



She storms out.



[Scene An ATM machine. Peter gets out a receipt that says he has 

$305,326.13]



 [Scene Peter's car. Samir and Michael have obviously seen the 

receipt.]



SAMIR

Shit, shit, shit, shit. Son of a bitch! Shit! This is a - fuck! Son of 

a bitch! Shit!



MICHAEL

What happened?



PETER

You tell me, Michael, it's your software!



SAMIR

Yes, it's your software!



PETER

Corporate accounting is sure as hell going to notice 305, 3 (grabs the 

receipt) 26.13!! Michael!!



MICHAEL

Oh shit! They, they probably won't notice it's gone for another two or 

three days.



PETER

Michael! Michael! You said the thing was gonna take two years!



SAMIR

What happened?!



PETER

You said the thing was supposed to work.



MICHAEL

Well, technically it did work.



PETER

No it didn't!



SAMIR

It did not work, Michael, ok?!



MICHAEL

Ok! Ok!



SAMIR

Ok?!



MICHAEL

Ok! Ok! I must have, I must have put a decimal point in the wrong place 

or something. Shit. I always do that. I always mess up some mundane 

detail.



PETER

Oh! What is this fairly mundane detail, Michael?!!!!!



MICHAEL

Ok quit getting pissed at me, all right? This was all your idea, 

asshole.



PETER

All right. Ok. All right. Let's try not to get pissed off at each 

other, all right? We'll figure this thing out together, ok? And the 

first thing we gotta do is we gotta close that account down before it 

gets any bigger.



[Scene Initech. It's Bill's 41st birthday. All the employees are 

singing the birthday song to him in a flat monotone. He blows out the 

candles and everyone claps.]



ALL

Mmm. You look terrific. (etc



BILL

All right, Kate, you wanna get everybody started there. (he gets a 

slice of cake) Mmm. That is terrific. That is just terrific. I really, 

really appreciate it.



A slice is handed to Milton.



NINA

Milton, don't be greedy. Let's pass it along and make sure everyone 

gets a piece.



MILTON

Can I keep a piece? Because last time I was told that -



NINA

Just pass.



He does so.



MILTON

But this, this, it, it, it's a little cake...



Everyone gets a piece and Nina gets the last one. Milton has to watch 

everyone enjoy their piece.



[Scene Peter's apartment. They're trying to figure out what to do.]



SAMIR

Is, is there a way to just give the money back?



PETER

What? We just hand them a check with the exact amount they're missing? 

I, I think they'd figure that out.



SAMIR

Well, we have to do something.



MICHAEL

May-maybe we launder the money.



PETER

That's a great idea. Ok, how do we do that?



MICHAEL

I don't know, I don't know. I don't even know what it means. It's 

something I think, I think coke dealers do.



PETER

Ok. Do we know any coke dealers?



MICHAEL

My, my cousin's a cokehead. We're in deep shit.



SAMIR

Yes. We are in very, very deep shit.



[Scene Milton's new "office" - the basement. Bill enters with a piece 

of cake.]



BILL

Milton?



MILTON

Yes.



BILL

What's happening?



MILTON

I wanted to see you because -



BILL

Say, you know what would be a great idea?



MILTON

No...no.



BILL

Since you're already down here, it would be great if you could get a ca 

of pesticipe and take care of the cockroach problem we've been having 

in here.



MILTON

I...I...that's really not my job and I haven't received my -



BILL

For now, why don't you get a flashlight and a can of pesticide and -



Dom enters.



DOM

Bill! We need you upstairs right away. Some major glitch in the 

accounting. A lot of money missing.



They go upstairs and Bill turns off the light.



MILTON

Excuse me? Excuse me? Ok, that's the last straw.



[Scene Peter's place. Michael is looking up "money laundering" in the 

dictionary.]



MICHAEL

LAUNDERING. TO CLEAN...NO, UH, HERE IT IS. TO CHANNEL MONEY THROUGH A 

SOURCE OR BY AN INTERMEDIARY.



SAMIR

It doesn't really help us, Michael.



PETER

Ok. We're looking up money laundering in a dictionary.



MICHAEL

Yeah, well, you guys can both eat my ass, ok?



PETER

My girlfriend slept with Lumbergh, that's what I can't believe.



SAMIR

Yeah, you didn't know that?



MICHAEL

It happened two years before you moved to Atlanta.



PETER

You mean, Ron Lumbergh, the airshow guy?



MICHAEL

Yeah, who did you think she slept with, Bill? (He and Samir start 

laughing) If she fucked him, their children would have hooves!



PETER

Ron's not related to Bill, is he?



Someone rings the doorbell.



MICHAEL

Who is it?



He hides the checks while Peter goes to the door.



PETER

Don't panic. It's probably just the mailman.



He opens the door.



STEVE

MONOTONOUSLY) HELLO SIR. MY NAME IS STEVE. I CAME FROM A ROUGH AREA. I 

USED TO BE ADDICTED TO CRACK BUT NOW I'M OFF AND TRYING TO STAY CLEAN.



PETER

Ok.



STEVE

That is why I am selling magazine subscriptions.



PETER

No -



STEVE

I was hoping you would help me out.



MICHAEL

Wait, wait, wait, wait! You used to be addicted to crack?



STEVE

Yes, but not anymore.



Cut to later. They've got Steve in an armchair, trying to get him to 

help.



STEVE

Look, I'm sorry. I do not know anything about money laundering.



MICHAEL

Look, we're not asking you if you know about money laundering, we're 

just trying to see if you can hook us up.



PETER

He doesn't know anything, all right?



SAMIR

Wait, wait, wait a minute. Wait a minute. You just give us the name of 

one drug dealer. I could talk to him. I have good networking skills.



STEVE

NORMAL) I LIED. ALL THAT STUFF ABOUT ME BEING A CRACKHEAD WAS TO HELP 

ME SELL MAGAZINES. I'M A SOFTWARE ENGINEER.



PETER

You're a software engineer?!



SAMIR

Working must be, must be very hard for you.



STEVE

I made more money selling magazine subscriptions than I ever did 

working at Initrode.



MICHAEL

Huh? You worked at Initrode?



PETER

You can't tell anybody about any of this stuff I told you. I mean, we 

know a lot of the same people.



STEVE

Actually, that all depends.



He holds up his clipboard.



Cut to later. Peter closes the door.



PETER

What am I going to do with forty subscriptions to Vibe ?



MICHAEL

I wish we had never done this. What are we going to do? You know what I 

can't figure out? How is it that all these stupid, Neanderthal, Mafia 

guys can be so good at crime and smart guys like us can suck so badly 

at it?



SAMIR

We're new to it, though. If we had more experience -



MICHAEL

No. No. Y'know what I think? I think we're screwed. There's evidence 

all over that building to link it to us. Even if we could launder 

money, I wouldn't want to. If we're caught while laundering money, 

we're not going to go to white-collar-resort-prison. No, no, no. We're 

gonna go to federal-reserve-pound-me-in-the-ass-prison.



SAMIR

I don't want to go to any prison! Why the hell did I do this?! I've 

never done anything wrong in my whole life! We weren't thinking clearly 

because you told us we were losing our jobs! And look at us now, we're, 

we're worried about going to prison!



PETER

Don't worry about it. I'll think of something.



SAMIR

Ass. I'm going home. You are a very bad person, Peter.



Samir and Michael leave. Peter knocks on the wall.



PETER

Lawrence! You awake?



LAWRENCE

Yeah, man!



PETER

You wanna come over?



LAWRENCE

No thanks, man. I don't want you fucking up my life too!



[Scene Peter's room. He dreams that they're in court, with Rob as their 

lawyer.]



JUDGE

And now the sentence for these heinous crimes committed against 

Initech. I hereby sentence you, Michael Bolton and Samir 

Na...Ananajibad...to a term of no less than four years in federal-

pound-me-in-the-ass-prison. Peter Gibbons, you've lead a trite and 

meaningless life. And you're a very bad person.



The judge bangs the gavel and Peter wakes up.



[Scene The living room. Peter is up, feverishly writing a confession. 

He tears it out and puts it into an envelope with the checks.]



[Scene Flingers parking lot. Peter sits on the hood of his car, trying 

to figure out what to do. Joanna comes out.]



JOANNA

Hey.



PETER

Hey. You're not working at Chotchkie's anymore.



JOANNA

No, no, I got fired.



PETER

What happened?



JOANNA

I flipped off my boss. And some customers - actually a line just 

happened to be standing there, so...



PETER

I'm going to go away for awhile. Uh, to jail. Yea, about that computer 

scam, you were right…it was a bad idea. I'm going to take the blame for 

it, I decided. I'm going to return the money and leave the confession 

under Lumbergh's door. Joanna, I wanna apologize. I had no right to get 

pissed off at you, Lumbergh isn't my problem. It wasn't even the right 

Lumbergh. I don't know why I can't just go to work and be happy, like 

I'm supposed to like everybody else.



JOANNA

Peter, most people don't like their jobs. But you go out there and find 

something that makes you happy.



PETER

Yeah. I may never be happy with my job. But if I could be with you, I 

think that I could be happy with my life. But if you could give it 

another shot, I promise, Joanna -



JOANNA

Oh shut up.



They hug and kiss.



BRIAN

Hey, what's going on here? Get a room you two!



He makes an annoying noise and gives them the finger.



JOANNA

I hate that guy.



[Scene Initech. Peter drives up.]



Cut to inside. Peter sticks the envelope under the door of William 

Lumbergh, Division Vice President. He walks away but frantically runs 

back and tries to get the envelope. He can't reach it and finally gives 

up.



[Scene Initech. Morning. Milton is talking to an secretary. Lumbergh 

hasn't gotten to work yet.]



MILTON

...to Mr. Lumbergh and he told me to talk to Payroll and then Payroll, 

they told me to talk to Mr. Lumbergh. And I still haven't gotten my 

paycheck and they stole my stapler and they told me to move my desk to 

Storage Room B and there was garbage all over it and I don't appreciate 

that.



SECRETARY

Um, why don't you go and sit at your desk. Mr. Lumbergh should be here 

any minute.



MILTON

Mr. Lumbergh -



SECRETARY

Just go and sit at your desk.



MILTON

But -



SECRETARY

Oh?



MILTON

Ok, I, I, I'm going to set the building on fire. I tell him, if I don't 

get my stapler (the secretary leaves) I'm going to have to get my 

stapler back because it is my stapler. (he goes into Mr. Lumbergh's 

office) It's my stapler, the Swingline. It's been mine for a very long 

time.



[Scene Peter's room. He's packing his clothes. He goes outside and 

knocks on Lawrence's door.]



PETER

Hey, Lawrence, are you there?



LAWRENCE

Hey, Peter, man.



PETER

Hey. So, I may be going away for awhile.



LAWRENCE

Yeah, I know, man. It's a bummer, dude, what can I say?



PETER

Yeah. Well, it's time to go face the music. You take care of yourself, 

cause I don't wanna see ya.



They shake hands.



LAWRENCE

You too, man. Take care. (Peter starts to leave) Hey Peter! Watch out 

for the corn hole ok?



PETER

Ok, Lawrence.



[Scene Peter's car. He's driving along when he sees something.]



Cut to Initech. It's on fire, big time. Peter joins the crowd of his 

co-workers and watches. Milton walks away quickly. A structure falls 

and Peter laughs.



Cut to inside, a burning cubicle.



[Scene The burned ruins of Initech. Peter is now a construction worker, 

working alongside Lawrence. Lawrence digs up Milton's burnt Swingline.]



PETER

Let me see this.



LAWRENCE

Who would want that stapler, man? That's toasted, man.



PETER

I know someone who might want this.



A car horn beeps. Michael and Samir step out of the car.



MICHAEL

Hey man! Wanna go out to lunch?



PETER

I brought mine in a pail. Plus, Joanna's supposed to come by later.



SAMIR

So, how do you like your new job?



PETER

It's not too bad. Not too bad. How's Penetrode?



MICHAEL

Initrode.



PETER

Initrode.



SAMIR

It's work.



PETER

Yeah. Yeah.



MICHAEL

I could probably get you a job if you want.



PETER

No, thanks. I'm doing good here.



MICHAEL

So, uh, we're gonna be ok, right?



PETER

Yeah. I think the fire pretty much took care of everything.



SAMIR

But what if the money burned up? It's too be a scheme.



PETER

Yeah...



SAMIR

Are you sure you don't want us to get you a job?



PETER

That's the one thing I'm definitely sure of.



MICHAEL

All right, G.



PETER

You guys take care!



SAMIR

Ok.



MICHAEL

Stay in touch, man!



PETER

Ok, will do. (They get in the car and leave) This isn't so bad, huh? 

Making bucks, getting exercise, working outside.



LAWRENCE

Fuckin' A.



PETER

Fuckin' A...



[Scene



A beach. Milton is relaxing and a waiter comes up to him.]



MILTON

Excuse me. Excuse me, Senor. May I speak to you please? I asked for a 

mai tai, a margarita, and a pina colada. I asked for no salt, no salt 

in the margarita. But it had salt in it. (the waiter leaves) If you do 

that again, I won't be leaving a tip. I won't be putting one down. Sir? 

I could check into a competing resort...



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