 You look like a banker. Who drives your car? I drive it myself. I have a cigar. Keep your cigar and hire a chauffeur. And keep the man from becoming a loafer. You look like a grocer. No, sir. My job's extermination. You must give your assistants each a nice weekend vacation. And I'll need more men to kill the rats. We want you to hire a crowd. You'll do good work. If you hang out this sign, it means no rats allowed.