With plenty of twists
and turns, Horrible
Bosses quotes deliver a cynical, dark trashy humor.
There's an odd sense of universal relatability to the story
that has been used to
great advantage in the script. The story is purposely ludicrous and
over the top, described best as a satire that shows willingness to go
to some dark places
to get the laughs. Where the movie shows weakness is that it has no
idea what to do with the concept that it's set out once it's gone past
the revealing stage. To get a sense of this noir-comedy, take a look at
these Horrible Bosses
by: Seth Gordon
Michael Markowitz (screenplay)
John Francis Daley (screenplay)
Jonathan M. Goldstein (screenplay)
Michael Markowitz (story) Starring: Jason Bateman
- Nick Hendricks
Jason Sudeikis - Kurt Buckman
Charlie Day - Dale Arbus
Kevin Spacey - Dave Harken
Jennifer Aniston - Dr. Julia Harris
Colin Farrell - Bobby Pellit
Jamie Foxx - Dean 'MF' Jones
P.J. Byrne - Kenny Sommerfeld
Julie Bowen - Rhonda Harken
[first lines; as Nick is
rushing to get to the office] Nick Hendricks: [voice over] I get
to work before the sun comes up and I leave long after it's gone down.
I haven't had sex in six months with someone other than myself. And the
only thing in my refrigerator is an old lime. Could be a kiwi, no way
to tell. But here's the thing, this is just temporary.
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] Quick
story, my grandmother came to this country with twenty dollars in her
pocket. She worked hard her whole life and never took shit from anyone.
When she died, she had turned that twenty dollars into two thousand
dollars. That sucks! You know why she didn't succeed? Because she
didn't take shit from anyone. The key to success, and they will not
teach you this in business school, is taking shit. That's exactly what I've
been doing for the last eight years and it's all about to pay off.
Nick Hendricks: [voice over] I'm
this close to getting a big promotion, with my own office. Then all the
endless hours, and the sacrifice, and the shit eating will have been
[pausing the security
video of Nick standing by the elevator] Dave Harken:
See, this is what concerns me, Nick. You're a punctual guy. You know
the importance of being here right at six a.m., which is what leads me
to think that, there must be something wrong with the internal clock on
our security system. Nick Hendricks: May
have been a minute late. Dave Harken: But
according to this, you were two minutes late. So either you're a lier,
or this system is off by a full minute. Nick Hendricks: [voice over] The
only hitch...I work for this guy. David Harken. Who right now is giving
me some fresh shit for being two minutes late. He's a 'total fucking
[getting dropped off to
work by his fiance, Stacy] Dale Arbus:[voice over] When I
was a kid, people would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up. And
I always gave the same answer. [he kisses Stacy and
they say I love you to each other] Dale Arbus:[voice over] I
wanted to be a husband. I know that sounds weird. Most boys wanna be
fire house chiefs or personal trainers, but to me being a husband was
like the highest calling. And thanks to Stacy, that dream's about to
Dale Arbus:[voice over] Unfortunately,
no one's gonna pay you to be a husband, unless you marry Oprah. So, I
had to find a job. Now, I always admired dentists. They're smart,
they're capable, they keep your teeth healthy. So I went out and I
Dale Arbus:[voice over] Okay,
I became a dental assistant. It's basically the same thing. I just make
a lot less money.
[whilst assisting his
boss] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
you ever see that show, Gossip Girl? Dale Arbus: No.
Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Mmm...I watched an episode last night. I fingered myself so hard to
that Penn Badgley guy, broke a nail. Dale Arbus:[voice over] And
it would have been the perfect job, if not for one 'evil crazy bitch,
Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
I bet you're no shrimp in the cock department, huh Dale? Dale Arbus: Okay,
Julia. Come on! Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
What? Dale Arbus: I'm
not comfortable talking about that. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Oh, Dale! Come on! You know that I like to fool around [she takes the hand of
the patient and places it on her breast] Dale Arbus: Oops! [to the patient] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Mr. Anderton! Not in the office! This is bad! [hitting the patients
hand] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Bad! Bad! Bad! Dale Arbus: Probably
shouldn't hit the patients.
Kurt Buckman:[voice over]
I love my job. If you ask me, anyone who hates their job has no one to
blame but themself. We make our own destinies, and I've made a sweet
one here. I'm an account manager at a chemical company. And I'll tell
you something, the job has its perks.
[flirting with the FedEx
delivery girl delivering some packages] Kurt Buckman: So,
what's going on here? Jamie: Sorry? Kurt Buckman: Is
this one of those hidden camera shows? Jamie: What
do you mean? Kurt Buckman: What
I mean is that you're way too cute to be just a FedEx girl.
I mean, you gotta be like a model or actress or something,
right? Like what happens when I open up one of these boxes? Someone
gonna jump out and bite me in the penis? Jamie: No!
Nothin's...nothin's gonna jump out. I'm just a FedEx girl. Kurt Buckman: Shut
up! [she laughs and turns to
leave] Jamie: Bye.
Kurt Buckman: Have
a great afternoon. Jamie: Thank
you. Kurt Buckman:[voice over] I
didn't actually sign form by the way. So she has to come back.
Kurt Buckman:[voice over] But
the real reason I'm here, is this guy. Jack Pellit, my boss. The
sweetest man I know. He loves me and I love him. Everybody loves him.
[as Bobby comes out of
the toilet] Jack Pellit:
Bobby? Bobby Pellit:
What? Jack Pellit: Is
everything okay? You seem to be spending more time in the toilet than
you do at your desk. Bobby Pellit: I
didn't...I didn't realize I had to tell you everytime I wanna take a
dump. Kurt Buckman:[voice over] And
if the worst thing about this job is having to tolerate my bosses
'dipshit cokehead son', well it's a small price to pay.
Bobby Pellit: You
need me to tell you when I'm gonna pee-pee? Jack Pellit: I'm
just trying to get you do your part, son. It's not easy times you know. Bobby Pellit: I
do my part. I do other people's parts. But it doesn't matter to you,
cause you just wanna ride on my ass because I'm your son. [pointing to Kurt] Bobby Pellit: You
know what? I don't hear you giving, dick-skin, any shit. Kurt Buckman: Dick-skin.
Nice. Bobby Pellit: Kiss
ass. [motioning to Kurt to
come into his office] Jack Pellit: Come
on. Come on. Bobby Pellit: Yeah.
Go on. In you go. Get in! Fucking... [moves his hands about
in karate chop motion] Bobby Pellit: I'm
a green belt, motherfucker. Kurt Buckman: What?
[pouring some scotch
into a glass] Dave Harken: Oh!
You want? Nick Hendricks: It's
eight fifteen a.m.! Dave Harken: What?
Is there something wrong with a manager drinking in the
morning? Nick Hendricks: No.
Thank you. Sure. Thanks. [he hands Nick the glass
of scotch] Dave Harken: Bottoms
up. Nick Hendricks: Nothing
for you? Dave Harken: Nick,
it's eight fifteen in the morning, I'm not an alcoholic. Nick Hendricks: Mr.
Harken, the only reason I took one because I thought you were gonna
have one, so... Dave Harken: You
took one because you thought I was gonna have one? Is that something
you think a senior V.P. would do? Nick Hendricks: I
was just trying to be polite. Dave Harken: So,
what? If I uh...was gonna put balls in honey and shaved coconut, you'd
do that too? Nick Hendricks: I
would not. Dave Harken: Sure? Nick Hendricks: Yeah. Dave Harken: Cause
I've got some coconut
Dave Harken: Look,
if you want a promotion, you gotta earn it. Now, what do I keep saying?
Life is a marathon and you cannot win a marathon without putting on a
few band-aids on your nipple. Right? Nick Hendricks: Right. [Nick turns to walk out
of his office] Dave Harken: Nick,
it's eighteen year old scotch. You don't really expect me to pour it
back into the bottle, do you? [Nick reluctantly goes
back and picks up the glass of scotch and drinks the whole lot]
[Dale hands Julia the
dental water spray] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Alright, let see if this thing is working. [she sprays Dale in the
crotch with the dental water spray] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Ooh! Dale Arbus: Oh,
my God! Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Oh! I'm sorry. I'm a squirter, Dale. Oh, you know what? I
think, I can make out our little friend right there! [she squirts him in the
crotch again with the water spray] Dale Arbus: Stop
it! Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Shabbat Shalom, somebody's circumcised!
Dale Arbus: Can
we stop doing this thing here? Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Why? Because you have a girlfriend? Dale Arbus: Well,
she's not just my girlfriend anymore. We're engaged now. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
What? Dale Arbus: We're
engaged. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
You said that she was just a hole for your dick. Dale Arbus: I
never said that. That's not even my style.
[referring to his boss] Kurt Buckman: He
had a heart attack. They said his um...heart burst in his chest like a
water balloon. Dale Arbus: My
God! I'm sorry, man. I...I know you guys were close. Kurt Buckman: Yeah.
Yeah, I loved that guy. I loved working for him, you know? It's like
awesome. Now his shitbag son is gonna be in charge. And it's like... Dale Arbus: That...the
cokehead? Kurt Buckman: Yeah.
Do you know how many times I've caught him doing blow at work? Nick Hendricks: This
whole thing's a real bummer, Kurt. I'm so sorry. You're the only one of
us who didn't completely hate his job.
Nick Hendricks: Did...did
I tell you that Harken tricked me into having a drink at eight o'clock
this morning. I mean, I work for the anti-Christ! Kurt Buckman: How
did he trick you? Dale Arbus: I
thought he was gonna give you a promotion! Nick Hendricks: Yeah.
No, he is. That's his way of being extra evil. He knows this is the
last chance he has to make my life miserable.
Dale Arbus: At
least your boss isn't sexually harassing you. Kurt Buckman: [sarcastically] Oh,
my God! I hear you on that one. Dale Arbus: Don't
give me shit! Nick Hendricks: You'll
never get any sympathy out of us for this. Dale Arbus: She's
going crazy! It's like a totally hostel working environment there, man.
It's not funny! Nick Hendricks: Yeah? Dale Arbus: Alright,
check it out. Today, she started spraying water at my crotch so she
could see the outline of my dick. Kurt Buckman: That's
great! Dale Arbus: It's
not great! Kurt Buckman: What
are you talking about? Why don't you just, you know, just fuck her? Dale Arbus: Because
I'm engaged to be married and I love my fiance, okay?
[explaining why he can't
get another job] Dale Arbus: I'm
on the registered sex offenders list, yes! [Kurt laughs] Nick Hendricks: You
can't get that expunged? All you did was point your dick out in a
playground. Dale Arbus: I
was taking a piss at night. There weren't no kids...alright. You know
what? You don't put a playground right next to a bar. That's entrapment. [as he's talking Kurt's
attention goes towards a girl walking past their table] Kurt Buckman: Mmhmm.
Speaking of entrapment, I'm gonna see that girl about her vagina.
[addressing everyone at
the staff meeting] Dave Harken: So,
I have finally decided who I want to be our new senior vice president
of sales. He's right here in this room. [Nick breaths as he
waits for his name to be called out] Dave Harken: It's
me. Nick Hendricks: What
did he say? Dave Harken: I've
decided to absorb the responsibilities of the senior V.P. position into
my own. I've realized that if you wanna get something done right,
you've gotta do it yourself. So, I'm gonna be breaking through the wall
of the office that would have been the senior V.P.'s and make one huge
enormous office. However, I will only be taking eighty five percent of
the additional salary I'm entitled to. And that is self sacrifice
people. [Nick suddenly springs
out of his chair and attacks Harken] Nick Hendricks: Fucker! [he drags Harken by his
tie across the office and then throws him out the window killing him]
[we realize that Nick
has just imagined killing Harken and he's still sat in the staff
meeting] Dave Harken: So,
meeting adjourned. [Nick follows Harken out
of the meeting room] Nick Hendricks: Mr.
Harken, can I speak to you? Dave Harken: Yeah.
Sure. What is it? Nick Hendricks: You
know, for months you've been hinting that I was in line for that
promotion? Dave Harken: And
look how hard you've been working. Nick Hendricks: What,
were you just lying to me? Dave Harken: Lying?
No! Nick, motivating. I mean, look we're all part of the same team
here. Plus, you know, I'm the one who's gonna be doing all the extra
Nick Hendricks: You
know that last month, you made me work so late I missed saying goodbye
to my Gam-Gam. Dave Harken: I'm
sorry, what? Nick Hendricks: My
grandmother. I told you that I needed to see her cause she was very
very sick. You said if I left early I would get fired. And she died
before I made it into the hospital. Dave Harken: I'm
sorry. Nick Hendricks: Thank
you. [Harken suddenly bursts
into laughter] Dave Harken: I
had no idea that you called your grandmother, Gam-Gam! [stops himself from
laughing so hard] Dave Harken: I'm
sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry you didn't get to say bye-bye to Gam-Gam.
Dave Harken: Really.
I really am sorry! But I needed you to stay here and work late, because
you're an invaluable member of this operation. And I need you in the
position that you're currently in. Nick Hendricks: Well,
tough shit! Okay. I've been in that position for eight years now.
Why would I stay here after being treated like this? Dave Harken: Well,
because I'd make sure that nobody in the industry would ever hire
you again. Nick Hendricks: Bullshit! Dave Harken: No.
Because they're gonna want my letter of recommendation, right? So,
I'm perfectly willing to write that you are an insubordinate,
dishonest, drunk. Nick Hendricks: You
can't do that! That's not true. [Harken steps closer to
Nick] Dave Harken: Let
me tell you something. You stupid little runt. I own you. You're my
bitch. So don't walk around here thinking you have free will, because
you don't. I could crush you anytime I want. So settle in, cause you
are here for the long haul.
Bobby Pellit: Yo!
Dick-wall! What the fuck? Kurt Buckman: What? [Bobby holds out
his arm an points to his wrist which has no watch on it] Bobby Pellit: Three
hours late. What's the deal? Kurt Buckman: I
was at your father's funeral! Bobby Pellit: Uhuh.
Uhumm. Well, maybe that excuse would have fallen when my dad was here.
But, I'm in charge now. Kurt Buckman: That
excuse wouldn't make any sense if your dad was still here. Bobby Pellit: Woh!
In my office, now.
Bobby Pellit: Look,
I know you and my dad were uh...were pals, okay? And frankly, I always
thought it was a little bit weird and gay and I have no idea why he
thought you were so fucking special. But that doesn't matter now,
because he's in the ground, and guess what? I'm your boss. And there's
gonna be some changes around here. Kurt Buckman: Can't
wait to here 'em. Bobby Pellit: Okay,
first things first. Envirotech Waste Management, what the fuck is this
about? It's costing us a lot of money. Kurt Buckman: You're
dad made the choice to dispose of our chemical waste responsibly. In
order to do that you gotta spend a little more money. Bobby Pellit: Bolivian
said they'd do it for a third price. I'm gonna hire them. Kurt Buckman: No.
No. You can't go them. Bobby Pellit: Why? Kurt Buckman: You
shouldn't do it because you're gonna endanger thousands of local
residents. Bobby Pellit: Oh,
I give a fuck some local tribesman gets cancer! Cry me a fucking river! Kurt Buckman: They're
not tribesmen! It's a modern society! Bobby Pellit: Do
I look like I fucking care?
Bobby Pellit: Oh,
yeah! We gotta trim some of the fat around here. Kurt Buckman: Trim
the...what do you mean by trim the fat? Bobby Pellit: I
want you to fire the fat people. Kurt Buckman: What? Bobby Pellit: They're
lazy and they're slow and they make me sick to look at. You can start
with large Marge. [speaks into
his intercom] Bobby Pellit: Marge,
can you come in here please? Kurt Buckman: No!
Margie's not fat, she's pregnant! I'm not gonna fire her. Bobby Pellit: Okay.
Fine. [speaks into his
intercom again] Bobby Pellit: Uh...stay
where you are, Marge. Congratulations.
Bobby Pellit: You
can fire Professor Xavier. Kurt Buckman: Who
are you talking about? [he looks over and sees
he's referring to a co-worker in a wheelchair] Kurt Buckman: You
mean Hank? Bobby Pellit: Yeah.
Fucking creeps me out. Roaming around all day in his special little
secret chair. I know he's up to something. Kurt Buckman: I'm
not gonna fire any one, Bobby.
Kurt Buckman: You
know, it's like you don't care about this company at all. Bobby Pellit: No
fucking shit! I don't care about this company! What? You...you....this
is just an ATM to me! You think when I was a kid I dreamed of running a
fucking chemical company? No! I dreamed of being on a beach with a
model serving me tropical drinks. That's what I dreamed of. And it's
exactly what' gonna happen as soon I squeeze out every bit of profit
out of this fucking company. But first things first. Go out and fire
the fatty, or you fire the cripple, or I fire all three of ya.
Do the math. One loses the job, or three loses it. And tell him to
leave his handicap parking pass here as well.
[as she's sitting in her
office with only her white lab coat and panties on] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Look, Dale, I know that I like to fool around at
work, right? And...and I might even, you know, I might even cross the
line a bit. But the last thing that I wanna do is...is make you
uncomfortable. I mean, it's just...it's just not professional. You
know? And I pride myself on on being a professional. So from now on,
what I would like you to do, is just...is just tell me. You know? When
and if uh...I cross the line. Okay? Dale Arbus: Okay.
Now! Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
What? Dale Arbus: Well,
now you're kinda of crossing the line. Cause you're naked. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Uuh...not naked, Dale. Can you see my pussy? Dale Arbus: Mmm!
True. Um...but I think uh...even really saying the word 'pussy', that's
what... Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
That's crossing the line? Dale Arbus: A
little bit. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Starting to sounds like a little fagot there, Dale. Dale Arbus: There
we go! That one's a...another one. Probably illegal thing to say too.
Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Let's not talk about illegal, Mister I like to pee on
little boys. Dale Arbus: No!
It was an empty playground in the middle of the night. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
Well, that's even weirder. That poor child must have been
terrified. Dale Arbus: There
were no children! No kids in the park! It was... [frustrated he mutters
under his breath]
Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
You're engaged now. Dale Arbus: Yeah. Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
And I respect the institution of marriage way too much to
violate it. So that's why you're gonna have to fuck me well before the
wedding. Because the closer we get to this date, the less lady like I'm
gonna feel about it. Dale Arbus: Julia,
I'm...I'm not gonna sleep with you. [she swipes the back of
her fingers down the side of his face and then grabs his balls] Dr. Julia Harris, D.D.S.:
We'll see about that. Get out.
drinking in a bar] Nick Hendricks: I'm
such a sucker! Harken was never gonna promote me. Kurt Buckman: That
coked up prick is gonna ruin Pellit Chemicals. He's just gonna fire
everybody. Dale Arbus: She
stood there with her breasts, right in my face! Kurt Buckman: Yeah.
You know, yours doesn't sound that bad.
telling them he's been out of work for the last two years] Kenny Sommerfeld:
It's crazy. I can't even get a job waiting tables. Ah..you know what
though? I would fucking murder those Lehman brothers if I could. Nick Hendricks: Yeah,
I hear you. Kenny Sommerfeld: I
can't even pay for this fucking drink. Nick Hendricks: Well,
we'll...we'll cover it, right? Kenny Sommerfeld: Seriously,
uh...you guys think you can help me out here a little bit? Nick Hendricks: Beyond
the drink? Kenny Sommerfeld: Maybe
some extra scratch, if you got it? Nick Hendricks: Well,
of course. Yeah. I had no idea it was that bad, buddy. [Nick and Kurt
take out their wallets and take out some cash Kenny] Kurt Buckman: That's
fifteen. You have change for a ten? Kenny Sommerfeld: No,
I don't. Nick Hendricks: Kurt!
[Nick and Kurt have
taken out some cash to give to Kenny] Kenny Sommerfeld: Um...you
know what that's probably not gonna cut it. So, I'll tell you what. How
about I give you guys some hand jobs? Dale Arbus: What? Nick Hendricks: What? Kenny Sommerfeld: Forty
bucks a piece, we could do it right here in the bathroom. Nick Hendricks: No,
thanks. Dale Arbus: That's
a joke, right? You're joking? Kurt Buckman: Kenny! [the bartender shouts
across to Kenny] Bartender:
Hey! Kenny Sommerfeld: Shit! Bartender: Come
on, man! I told you no more hand me's in here! [to Nick, Kurt and Dale] Kenny Sommerfeld: If
you guys change your mind, I'm staying at my mum's house. [he takes the cash off
the table and quickly leaves]