this was sabotage.
It's not as if I was turning away
Harvard graduates.
If you know someone
you feel is qualified to work here....
Yes! Jonathan Switcher.
Let's show him our gratitude.
$5 should do it.
No! I want you to give him a job.
Take good care of him.
Thank you.
Switcher?
What kind of work experience
have you had?
I've had just about every job there is.
Briefly, I'd like to do something creative.
Maybe with, say, mannequins.
Please. Listen, I pride myself
on being able to size up a job applicant...
...and see just what kind
of executive potential he has.
I have just the job for you.
So, you got a new job.
That's terrific. What is it?
Let's just say that thousands of dollars
of merchandise...
...go through my hands every day.
I'm taking you out for a celebration dinner.
-All those panties, up to lingerie.
-Panties. I'm into it.
-Did you say panties?
-Panties?
Can't talk now. Pick you up at 8:00.
-See you then.
-Bye.
I've seen him pick you up.
That little pissant!
You can't tell me
that he's satisfying you sexually.
That's none of your business.
I would like to make it my business.
I would love to sink
my teeth into your little bottom.
What?
Did Armand say something bad?
Forgive me.
English and me, it's new.
My tongue, it slides.
Look, our relationship is strictly business!
-You got that?
-Yes.
Of course.
I have some reports to get out
by noon o'clock.
-See anything you like?
-I was just looking for panties.
You found them.
However, my friend, you missed
the lingerie department by four floors.
-Get going.
-Right.
Asshole.
What was that?
Nice hall.
I must be losing my mind.
All artists must fall in love with
their creations, but you seem so special.
God.
Roll over, Bill Shakespeare.
That's the sweetest sentiment
these ears have ever heard.
-No, I was rehearsing a play.
-I always find it best not to explain.
It adds a certain mystique
to one's reputation.
No. I'm a regular kind of guy, okay?
Don't disappoint me.
When you're finished your conversation...
...bring her to window number 3.
-Sure. You got it. I'm Jonathan Switcher.
-Hollywood.
Hollywood Montrose. Doesn't it just sing?
It sings, yeah.
I'm a window dresser here.
We're going to have fun.
I am so glad you're working here.
-You are?
-Why, of course I am, honey.
I never thought they'd hire
anyone stranger than me.
Hello?
Halt!
-Identify yourself.
-Jonathan Switcher, new stock boy.
Yeah.
Mr. Richards told me all about you.
I am Capt. Felix Maxwell,
night security commander.
It's my responsibility
to secure the perimeter here...
...at Prince and Company.
I didn't know there was danger of invasion.
There's no danger,
as long as me and Rambo are on patrol.
-Rambo?
-Yeah.
I call him that because he likes to draw...
...first blood.
Just what is your assignment
here tonight, boy?
I'm helping Hollywood with the window.
The little Mary has an assistant now?
-Where do you people come from?
-Ohio.
Ohio?
You mean they got them in Ohio?
So, you like your new assignment?
Could have been worse.
Could have put me on with a bigoted jerk.
Hold it there, boy!
Did you have anybody particular in mind?
You think he meant anybody
in particular, Rambo?
Don't let Felix get to you.
He just has a bad case of Miami Vice.
I gotta go, okay?
I promised my girlfriend
I was gonna take her out tonight.
What happened? What did I say?
Albert left me, that bitch.
He said my thighs are too fat.
-Do my thighs look too fat to you?
-No.
You didn't look!
I don't know about men's thighs.
They look fine to me. They really do.
Thank you.
Albert called me "cellulite city."
Maybe he's right.
Maybe I should have my hips lifted.
No! If you want to lose weight, just diet.
Diets are no use.
It's those jelly doughnuts.
They call to me in the middle of the night:
"Hollywood. Come and get me."
I can't stay away from them.
-It's like you and women's dressing rooms.
-No, that was a