- Earl Sinclair: Ethyl, if I could move my arm I'd crack your head like a coconut.
- Ethyl Phillups: Yeah, but you can't. And you're too stupid to realize you've got another arm.
- [staring at a suggestion box]
- Roy Hess: Well, what do you think it is?
- Earl Sinclair: I have no idea. I mean, it says "suggestions."
- Roy Hess: Well, I could use a suggestion
- [puts head near box]
- Earl Sinclair: What's it saying?
- Roy Hess: Hmm, nothing yet.
- [to box]
- Roy Hess: Hello? This is Roy, what do you suggest?
- B.P. Richfield: I suggest that you are a complete idiot!
- Roy Hess: [to Earl] Okay. Your turn.
- B.P. Richfield: Do I have to explain everything?
- Roy Hess, Earl Sinclair: Yes, sir, apparently so.
- B.P. Richfield: Look, the head office thinks we can benefit from listening to our employees.
- Earl Sinclair: Yeah, but we know better, right sir?
- B.P. Richfield: Yeah we do. Nevertheless, should the day come when you guys actually have a thought in your head, put it in the box.
- [Earl and Roy turn to the box again]
- Roy Hess: [muttering] How am I going to fit my head in the box?
- B.P. Richfield: [disgusted] Write the idea on a piece of paper, and put the paper in the box! Ugh!
- Roy Hess: Jeez
- Earl Sinclair: Easy for him to say, he's got the directions.
- Roy Hess: Well, I suggest a simpler box.