Company Way

Finch: Mr. Twimble, you've been with this company a long time,
haven't you?
Mr. Twimble: Long, long time
Just last month, that became a quarter of a century now
Finch: That's beautiful! Gee...a quarter of a century
And how long have you been in the male room?
Mr.Twimble: 25 years
Yep, it takes a combination of skill, diplomacy
and bold caution!
(with music)
MR. TWIMBLE: When I joined this firm
As a brash young man.
Well I said to myself: now brash young man.
Don't get any ideas.
Well, I stuck to that
And haven't had one in years.
FINCH: You play it safe!
MR. TWIMBLE: I play it the company way.
Wherever the company puts me
There I'll stay.
FINCH: But what's your point of view?
MR. TWIMBLE: I have no point of view!
FINCH: Supposing the company thinks that...
MR. TWIMBLE: I think so too!
FINCH: Now, what would you say...
MR. TWIMBLE: I wouldn't say!
FINCH: Your face is a company face...
MR. TWIMBLE: It smiles at executives
then goes back in place!
FINCH: The company furniture...
MR. TWIMBLE: always suits me fine!
FINCH: The company letterhead is..
MR. TWIMBLE: A Valentine!
FINCH: Is there anything you're against?
MR. TWIMBLE: Unemployment!
FINCH: When they want brilliant thinking from employees...
MR. TWIMBLE: That is no concern of mine.
FINCH: Suppose a man of genius makes suggestions....
MR. TWIMBLE: Watch that genius get suggested to resign?
FINCH: So, You play it the company way.
MR. TWIMBLE: Oh, company policy is by me ok.
FINCH: You'll never rise up to the top...
MR. TWIMBLE: But there's one thing clear,
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here!
FINCH: You certainly found a home.
MR. TWIMBLE: It's cozy...
FINCH: Your brain is a company brain.
MR. TWIMBLE: The company washed it,
Now I can't complain.
FINCH: The company magazine...
MR. TWIMBLE: Boy! What style, what punch
FINCH: The company restaurant!
MR. TWIMBLE: Ev'ry day same lunch.
Their hattock sandwich, it's delicious.
FINCH: I must try it!
MR. TWIMBLE: Early in the week.
FINCH: Do you have any hobbies?
MR. TWIMBLE: I've a hobby,
I play gin with Mr. Bratt.
FINCH: And do you play it nicely?
MR. TWIMBLE: Play it nicely,
still he blitzes me in every game like that!
FINCH: Why?
MR. TWIMBLE: 'Cause I play it the company way.
MR. TWIMBLE: Executive policy is by me ok.
FINCH: But how can you get anywhere?
MR. TWIMBLE: Junior have no fear.
Whoever the company fires
I will still be here.
FINCH: You will still be here.
MR. TWIMBLE: Year, after year, after fiscal,
BOTH: Never take a risko.
Yeeeear!