INT. OFFICE – CONTINUOUS
Sam enters the main area and tries to walk past.
What was that about?
Bullshit, Sam. Something’s going on and I deserve to know what.
It’s nothing. Just do your god damn job.
Sam takes several steps towards his office and stops.
I’m sorry, Cheryl. I didn’t mean that.
Cheryl starts tearing up.
I deserve a little more respect than that. I think of you as family. I thought you thought the same way.
I do. I’m sorry. I’m upset and I wasn’t thinking.
Ever since Claire died, you’ve become a complete asshole. You come in drunk all the time. You’re late with my paycheck every week. You sleep at your desk more than you work there. You hardly ever want to see clients anymore. I can’t take it. I have a family that depends on me. I thought your depression would pass, but it’s been going on too long. Consider this my two-week notice.
Sam stares at Cheryl for several seconds then heads to his office.