Breya: Hi, can I help you?
Pat: Yeah. I'm here to see about the jobs.
Breya: I'm sorry. We've filled all three positions.
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Pat: Three? You can't get any work done with just three guys.
Pat: See, in this shipyard you'll need at least a dozen guys, pulling down at least 30k a year with a 2% annual cost-of-living increase. Work just won't get done otherwise. Trust me on this.
Breya: Oh, you must be with the union.
Pat: How'd you guess?
Breya: The poor business plan wrapped in thinly veiled threats was my first clue.