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(Nate is exiting Steve's car with a worried expression.)
Steve: Look, just do this job for now. It can't be so bad that you can't put up with it for a few weeks until you find something better.

Nate: Dude, you know how bad shit broke with me and Tracy. This is a nightmare scenario for me! I'm in JAWS and my boat is not nearly big enough.

Steve: What I know is that she's a manager, so she's under more scrutiny than you are. If she treats you like shit, just go over her head and file a complaint.

Nate: Ugh. Maybe.

Steve: It'll be fine. I'll see you around three.

Nate (leaning into the car): Abandoning me in shark-infested waters? Terrible maritime protocol.
Steve: The Captain of THIS boat needs some more fucking sleep.