Walter Ramsey: I'll see you in the morning, Fred. Remember, you didn't steal that promotion. You won it!

Walter Ramsey: Name your terms. All terms are negotiable.
Fred Staples: I don't think so. Not mine.
Walter Ramsey: All right. I'd just as soon not waste any time doing trading. As of now, your salary is doubled. Your stock option is doubled right down the line. Your expense account is whatever you make it. Add to that a new title, vice president.
Fred Staples: I want a lot more than that. You're not going to take me on as just another vice president you can push around. You take me as someone who hates you down to the bare nerve. Nothing in the world will ever change that. I'll argue with you, contradict you and fight you every way I know how. I'll do everything in my power to push you out and take your place myself.
Walter Ramsey: Go ahead and try. Mr. Staples, you have yourself a deal.
Fred Staples: Have it drawn up.
Walter Ramsey: No reservations now?
Fred Staples: Yes, one. Bill had one pitiful little dream that someday he'd walk in here and break your jaw. I reserve the right to have that wish myself.
Walter Ramsey: I'll have it drawn into the contract... with a rider giving me the same privilege.