Buzz:
What's your pleasure, buddy?
Norville:
Forty-four.
Buzz:
Forty-four! Top brass floor... Say, buddy, what takes fifty years to get up to the top floor, and thirty seconds to get down? Waring Hudsucker! Ya get it, buddy? Say, buddy...
[elevator doors open, people enter]
Buzz:
Mr. Klein up to nine, Mrs. Dell, Personnel, Mr. Levin, thirty-seven.
Mr. Levin:
[correcting him]
Thirty-six.
Buzz:
WALK DOWN!
Buzz:
[a heavyset man approaches the elevator]
Ladies and gentlemen, please step to the rear. Here comes the gargantuan Mr. Grier.
Mr. Grier:
Buzz.
Buzz:
Say, buddy! Who is the most liquid businessman on the street? Waring Hudsucker! Say, buddy, when is the sidewalk fully dressed? When it's Waring Hudsucker!
[laughs, but no one else does]
Buzz:
Ya get it, buddy? It's a pun, it's knee slapper, it's a play on Jesus, Joseph and Mary... is that a blue letter? Cripes-amighty, why didn't ya tell a guy? Hold on, folks, we're express to the top floor!
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