- Ben Harris: [Thinking to himself] Up at seven, brush your teeth, wash your face, out of the house, into the subway, off to work... Imbeciles. Sheep! Baa, baa, baa, baa, baa, baa, baa sheep!
- [Peter comes up behind him and grabs him around the shoulder]
- Pete Copolla: Hi.
- Ben Harris: Hi.
- Pete Copolla: How you doin'?
- Ben Harris: So-so. You?
- Pete Copolla: OK, OK. So, how's the little lady?
- Ben Harris: What little lady?
- Pete Copolla: Your wife.
- Ben Harris: No wife. I don't have a wife.
- Pete Copolla: You sure?
- Ben Harris: Sure, I'm sure! If I had a wife, she'd be living with me, wouldn't she?
- Pete Copolla: OK, don't take offense, Jaime.
- Ben Harris: 'Jaime'? What Jaime?
- Pete Copolla: Your name isn't Jaime Schultz?
- Ben Harris: This is incredible! It's really incredible!
- Pete Copolla: Jeez, I could have sworn! What's your name?
- Ben Harris: None of your damn business. I've been seeing you for twelve years. You still don't know my name. You don't even know if I'm married or not. Alright, Arnie Greenfield, I got your number.
- Pete Copolla: 'Arnie Greenfield'? Hey, what are you talkin' about? My name's Peter Copolla!
- [Ben walks away disdainfully. Peter runs across the street after him]
- Pete Copolla: Hey!
- [He whistles]
- Pete Copolla: My name's Peter Copolla!
- [He continues whistling and chasing after him, into a revolving door, but doesn't catch him. Ben emerges wearing his postman outfit]
- Ben Harris: [to himself] 'Jaime Schultz'! Twelve years on the job and I'm Jaime Schultz! Anonymous, unknown, dehumanized by the processes of a mechanized society, brushed aside like a cockroach.
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