- Why am I always the last one to find out everything?
- Find out what?
- Mr. Draper's run the stock order.
I didn't even get a look at it.
- Well, you just told me so technically now I'm the last one to find out.
- [Cathy] This is the final straw.
- Hop it, you lot.
Go on.
(chair scrapes) (footsteps tapping) I mean, I'm sure it's just an oversight.
- He promised me a say in our summer range.
I've always wanted to.
Dottie says that I've got an eye for it.
- He ignored you on purpose?
You have any evidence?
- (scoffs) It's not a police case, Geordie.
- No, but if you're gonna jack in a job you've spent six years toiling at and being brilliant at, (telephone ringing) (lips smacking) you better be sure.
Besides, he probably ordered all the stuff you like anyway.
(sighs) Hello.
- [Larry] Boss, a body's been found.