Killoran: Monk's already won by three thousand more votes than there are voters. Boss Tweed: Only three? Make it twenty, thirty. We don't need a victory. We need a Roman triumph.
Tony Stark: Hmmm. Your eyes are red. Tears for your long lost boss? Virginia 'Pepper' Potts: Tears of joy. I hate job hunting. Tony Stark: Yeah, well, vacation's over.
The Rabbi: [whispering to Slevin] Whatever they're paying you... [smiles slyly] Slevin: [chuckles slightly] There is no "they... " I did this to you. Me. The Rabbi: You? Slevin: Me. The Boss: Who ARE you?
[Charley has explained his strategy for the upcoming fight] Boss Spearman: Sounds like you got it all worked out. Charley Waite: Yeah, except the part where we don't get killed.
Sue Barlow: You are coming back, aren't you? Then I'll be waiting for you Charles Postlewaite. Charley Waite: [to Boss, who is riding away] You bucket mouth! Can't keep nothing private.
Doc Barlow: I'd say 'to good health,' gentlemen, but then I'd probably be out of business, wouldn't I? Boss Spearman: We'll drink to good health for them that have it coming.
Carl Fredricksen: I believe I made my position to your boss very clear. Construction Foreman Tom: You poured prune juice in his gas tank. Carl Fredricksen: Yeah, that was good.
Pinstripe Mafioso: You were supposed to guard the boss's daughter, not screw her! Logan: I didn't do sleep with her!... Okay I slept with her many times.
My wife, Jill, and I have an incredibly close working relationship, and an incredibly happy married one. We met through work. I was the world's worst advertising copywriter. She had the misfortune to be my account director, so from the very start she...
So I still seized the power, but I felt that if I officially made myself the boss, in black and white, it would be too intimidating for the other producers and the other men who worked on the show. In other words, I had the power, but I gave them the...
Eva: [after having lunch with a mob boss and his wife] I don't like how they look at us. Like we're the help. Frank Lucas: Yeah? Well now they're working for me.
I feel incredibly lucky at this moment in my career to get paid to do basically exactly what I always wanted to do. I appreciate that in general. But you know, like any job, a job is a job, and there are days that are going to be boring, or you have ...
People leave companies for two reasons. One, they don't feel appreciated. And two, they don't get along with their boss.
In my civilian world at home in Los Angeles, half the people I know are on antidepressants or anti–panic attack drugs because they can’t handle the stress of a mean boss or a crowd at the 7-Eleven when buying a Slurpee.
Go that way, past the viaduct, and the wops will jump you, or chase you into Jew town...Polacks would stomp on you...Micks will shower you with Irish confetti from the brickyards.
Don’t waste your energy trying to educate or change opinions; go over, under, through, and opinions will change organically when you’re the boss. Or they won’t. Who cares? Do your thing, and don’t care if they like it.
But...was he flirting? Hmm. Not sure what I thought of that. A nice office flirt did make the day go faster, but Adam was my boss, not to mention an annoying one, and I was nothing if not professional. Snort. Yeah. That made me laugh too.
If you define yourself by the title of coach or boss, you’ll never earn real trust from your players or employees.
though they know in their adult hearts, even as they threaten to banish Timmy to bed for his appalling behavior, that their bosses are Big Fatty Stupids, their wives are Dopey Dopeheads and that they themselves are Mr. Sillypants.
I was sent to a school with bosses for teachers- no Twain, only cane; check your dick you harry, no Dickens either, No Tom Sawyers no David Copperfields only Webster, master it for grammar, the Wren with a dash of Martini-Drink deep.
the most improper job of any man, even saints (who at any rate were at least unwilling to take it on), is bossing other men. Not one in a million is fit for it, and least of all those who seek the opportunity.
