Quotation

Lotterman: "And what exactly brings you into the building?" Moberg: "Don't hazel me, I got the x-rays back. I got less than a week to live." Lotterman: "Hazel you? What are ya talking about, you Swedish twerp? Y'know, it may have crossed, what's left of your mind, that I have a newspaper to run here. That we have something called "news" going on out there, but as far as you're concerned, I might as well look out of the f**kin' window! What are you doing here? This is a newspaper, there's nothing here for you." Moberg: "Two of the best scoops you ever had came out of my brain, and you better moderate your language, or I'll go elsewhere." Lotterman: "Elsewhere where? You couldn't get work as a fly repellent. You're worthless, Moberg. The last onion in the jar."