Michael Moniz: You know the song that still gets under my skin? “Jolie Louise.” Lanois wrote it about a guy who loses his mill job, starts drinking, and watches his whole family walk out. Every time it comes on I feel like it’s waiting for me.
Joe: That’s not just a song, man. Look around the docks. It’s only a matter of time until Elon Musk’s robots take your job. Those Optimus units don’t call in sick, don’t need overtime, and they never complain about the weather. The writing’s already on the containers.
Britney: Then stop waiting for somebody else to save you. I don’t need a rich man. I am a rich man.