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HARRY: Adrian, I can't have you as a client anymore. I have to fire you.
ADRIAN: Alright, alright. I'll pay for lunch.
HARRY: It's not personal. It's not you. It's the products.
ADRIAN: Oh dear Jesus, you're serious.
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HARRY: I have evidence that three of your products cause cancer.
ADRIAN: Oh, shit.
HARRY: You deny it?
ADRIAN: Of course I don't deny it. For Christ's sakes, Harry, it's been going on for years. Remember those tests in America?
HARRY: Those tests were invalid. They used too much saccharine.
ADRIAN: Oh, Harry, Harry, Harry.
HARRY: What do you mean, “Harry, Harry, Harry”? That's what you told me – or somebody who resembled you.
ADRIAN: We both knew that was the company line. We had to pretend to believe it.
HARRY: You don't deny that you make products that cause cancer?
ADRIAN: Of course I don't.
HARRY: Then you're fired.
ADRIAN: Alright. You wanna throw away money, I'll help you throw away some more. [DIALS PHONE:] Room service, please.
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ADRIAN: [EATING OYSTERS:] Bloody marvelous, oysters in this country. You know, Harry, where exactly are you going to draw the line? If you fire us you'll have to fire all your clients. I'm sorry.
HARRY: That's alright.
ADRIAN: Now, listen.
HARRY: Hmm?
ADRIAN: They release about 80,000 totally new organic compounds every year. None of them are properly tested. God knows how many cause cancer! The whole of the Western world is built on things that cause cancer. They cannot afford to stop making them. Oh, for Christ's sake. Look at your clients. Austrol have benzine in petrol, which is a carcinogen. Mitsuzi uses it making tires. And we – we use saccharine. And even if we switch to cyclamates instead, they're just as suspect. And that other lot, your dry-cleaning company, use carbon tetrachloride! And every time an announcement is made that something MIGHT cause cancer, people are less worried because they cannot believe it possible that half of what they breathe and eat is gonna kill them. And there you sit resigning our business because we use saccharine!
You don't believe me, do you? I'll show you something. [REACHES FOR BRIEFCASE] Move this stuff out of the way. [SPREADS OUT MAP ON COFFEE TABLE] Now this... this is a cancer map. It shows the incidence of cancer according to the place of residence and the place of work. You see, it is not random. If you live here, say, you are very likely to get cancer of the lymph. Do you know what the lymph gland does? [HARRY SHAKES HIS HEAD] You see? There's a damn epidemic going on, Harry. You cannot even buy a map like this anymore unless you know someone very important in an insurance company.
My wife has cancer, Harry. She's – she weighs four stone, six pounds, and people, people come like ghouls to look at her! Our real friends are nice enough to stay away, of course. It's alright – don't say anything. But don't preach to me about cancer.
HARRY: I'm sorry. I have to fire you.
ADRIAN: Oh shit, Harry. Let's get some girls up here. Hmm?
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