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- Hiya, Dick. - I just received a very disconcerting call. - Oh? - From Buddy Jepsen. Our operator in Sacramento. - I'm very aware of who Buddy Jepsen is. - He told me he received a shipment this morning. - Oh, it arrived. - You are way out of line, Ray. - Gee, I didn't expect that to get there until Friday at the earliest. - Do you mind telling me what you're doing shipping four cases of Inst-A-Mix to one of our operators? - Look, if you don't want to make a profit, that's fine. But don't stop the rest of us. - Us? - Us. As in everyone but you. - Who did you send them to? - Everyone but you. - You have no right, you are to stop this instant. Is that clear? - Nah. - What the hell does that mean! Nah! - You will abide by the terms of your deal! - I am through taking marching orders from you. You and your endless parade of nos. Constantly cowering in the face of progress. - If phony powdered milkshakes is your idea of progress, you have a profound misunderstanding of what McDonald's is about! - I have a far greater understanding of McDonald's than you two yokels. - What? You will do as we say. - Nope. - You have a contract! - You know, contracts are like hearts. They're made to be broken.