Scientist: Janitor? Uh, janitor?
[taps Thurgood, who gets frightened]
Thurgood: Ah! Oh..sorry ’bout that. What is it, scientist?
Scientist: I know this isn’t your responsibility but, uh, could you be a dear and run this down to the supply department for me? It’s on the second floor. [hands Thurgood a note]
Thurgood: Just run this down?
Scientist: Yes, but make sure you bring the order right back to me. I need it A.S.A.P.
Thurgood: Gotcha. Hey, I know this isn’t your responsibility but just wipe the rest of this shit up [hands him a mop] I’ll be right back.