So! You've been tellin' everybody I'm sleepin' with ya, huh? Well that explains it! That's why these people treat me like some dime-store floozy. They think I'm screwin' the boss! Oh, and you just love it, don't you!? It gives you some sort of cheap thrill, like knockin' over pencils and pickin' up papers...! Get your scummy hands offa me! Look, I've been straight with you since the first day I got here; and I've put up with all of your pinchin' and starin' and chasin' me around the desk, because I need this job. But this is the last straw! Look, I got a gun out there in my purse. And up till now, I've been forgivin' and forgettin' because of the way I was brought up. But I tell you one thing: if you ever say another word about me, or make another indecent proposal, I'm gonna get that gun of mine. And I'm gonna change you from a rooster to a hen [TV edit: "...from a bishop to a rabbi..."] with one shot! Don't think I can't do it!!!