Ugh. STACY!

Michael Newman:

I thought I was already your partner. Ammer:
Whoa, cowboy. I said "Land the Watsuhita account, you'll get promoted." I didn't mean right this second. Michael Newman:
But I already told my wife, sir. I spent money I don't have. To do these documents is gonna take me months. Ammer:
Then you better get started. [Michael freezes Ammer with the remote, smacks him in the face three times, unfreezes him] Ammer:
Wow, I just got a big headache! Wha - ? Was I hit by a train or something? Michael Newman:
I didn't see anything. Ammer:
Oh, I forgot to tell you. I hung out with your friend Janine this weekend. [freezes Ammer again] Michael Newman:
I hope she's doing your brother right now, you big-headed buffoon [Michael stands on Ammer's desk and begins farting in his face] Michael Newman:
No, no, no, no. You got more. [continues farting in Ammer's face] Michael Newman:
Yeah. [stops and unfreezes Ammer] Ammer:
Anyway, the sooner you ge - Get back to - Uh, work, they sooner you'll be partnerized. I taste shit. Michael Newman:
You do? Ammer:
Stacy! Did you put shit in my lunch? Argh! Michael Newman:
[leaves Ammer's office]
I'm gonna get going, sir. Ammer:
Ugh. STACY!