The clip Job offer from Double Indemnity (1944) with Fred MacMurray
I tried to keep my mind off her and off the whole idea.
I kept telling myself that maybe those Fates they say watch over you...
...had gotten together and broken his leg to give me a way out.
Then it was the 15th of June. You may remember that date, Keyes.
You came into my office around 3:00 in the afternoon.
I just came from Norton's office.
The semiannual sales records are out.
You're high man, Walter. That's twice in a row. Congratulations.
How would you like a cheap drink?
How would you like a $50 cut in salary?
Do I laugh now or wait till it gets funny?
No, I'm serious.
I've just been talking to Norton. Too much stuff piling up on my desk.
Too much pressure on my nerves.
I spend half the night walking up and down in my bed.
I've got to have an assistant and I thought of you.
Me? Why pick on me?
Well, because I've got a crazy idea you might be good at the job.
That's crazy, all right. I'm a salesman.
Yeah. A peddler, a gladhander, a backslapper.
You're too good to be a salesman.
Nobody's too good to be a salesman.
All you guys do is just ring doorbells and dish out a smooth line of monkey talk.
What's troubling you is that $50 cut, isn't it?
Well, that'd trouble anybody. Now look, Walter.
The job I'm talking about takes brains and integrity.
It takes more guts than there is in 50 salesmen.
It's the hottest job in the business.
Yeah, but it's still a desk job.
I don't want to be nailed to a desk.
Is that all you can see in it?
Just a hard chair to park your pants on from 9:00 to 5:00, huh?
Just a pile of papers to shuffle around, and five sharp pencils...
...and a scratch pad to make figures on, maybe a little doodling on the side.
Well, that's not the way I look at it, Walter.
To me, a claims man is a surgeon, that desk is an operating table...
...and those pencils are scalpels and bone chisels.
And those papers are not just forms and statistics and claims for compensation.