Aftermath

Tom Fiorini: Tony, what the fuck are you doin'? I told you you were done.

Tony Bricker: Tom, you're not gonna fire me over that bullshit at the bar. I was drunk, I didn't know what I was sayin'.

Tom Fiorini: Oh...

Tony Bricker: You want me to go apologize to Matt, I will. But it's Winter. Come on. You can't let me go now. Season's greetings. Forgive and forget.

Tom Fiorini: Ah, it's Winter, season's greetings? Is Matt here today?

Tony Bricker: It's Monday. Nothin' unusual.

Tom Fiorini: Oh, yeah? Well, is he coming in?

Tony Bricker: How the fuck do I know?

Tom Fiorini: Huh. How the fuck should you know? I wonder what the cops will say to that, Tony. Matt's missing, and you fuckin' threatened and attacked him on Friday. How the fuck should you know?

Tony Bricker: I'd watch what you say to them, boss...... 'cause the ice is gettin' real thin.

Tom Fiorini: All right. Here's my advice to you. Pick up your check and skate the fuck off of this work site. You're fuckin' fired. What the fuck you smilin' about?

[Tom gets in his car and leaves]

Tony Bricker: I just like watchin' punks get upset.