"If we move to Georgia, we can save a fortune and get a further investment. It's the only way."

"Starting today, I will be asking prominent members of the tech community to sign their name onto this. A code of conduct, authored by me, that pledges them to a universal ethos, which I created, that I call, "tech ethics," or, "Tethics" for short."

"...and Hooli, sir. Hooli also acknowledged some spectacular lapses."

"It's a coming-of-age story about a lost, yet handsome teen growing up one fateful summer in Maine. Now, get that to the publishers. I want the hardback in my hand by tomorrow lunchtime."

"The very one."

"The fucking balls on this egomaniac. You know what? Fuck Banksy."

"That's preposterous."

"Failure is growth. Failure is learning. But sometimes failure is just failure. I think... I'm sorry. I didn't think it would be this hard. But goodbyes are always hard, especially when I am the one saying goodbye. Today, effective immediately, I, Gavin Belson, founder and CEO of Hooli, am forced to officially say goodbye to the entire Nucleus division. All Nucleus personnel will be given proper notice and terminated. But make no mistake. Though they're the ones leaving, it is I who must remain and bear the heavy burden of their failure."

"What? Not Atlanta. Tbilisi. The country of Georgia, not the state."

"You tell Bezos we keep the Hooli name, or he can go fuck himself with his rocket ship."

"I've left tech for good. Now, I have a chance to do something important. Write a thinly veiled roman ? clef set in a whale-themed B and B."

"What?"

"I'm off to Jackson Hole for a couple of days to clear my mind, and center myself. I'll be off the grid. Not to be disturbed for any reason.Understood?"

"Oh. The bear is sticky with honey. See ya soon."

"Hoover, scramble that sky crane."

"Deng, they're all just so good."

"Absolutely. One could argue that billionaires are actually treated worse. And we didn't even do anything wrong. We're an even smaller minority. There's a lot more of them. These are facts."

"Call Maddow."

"Since leaving Hooli, I've co-authored 37 adult romance novels. Fondly, Margeaux. The Lighthouse Dancer. Cold Ice Cream and Hot Kisses. Over here, The Prince of Puget Sound. Uh, and lastly, His Hazel Glance. All international best sellers."

"I just fired Banksy."

"I put my name on this, because I personally stand behind the new SAS-slash SSD-slash-NVMe drive bays, the 24-core processors. I stand behind the ECC DDR4 SD-RAM LR-DIMMs and their exceptional reliability. Will you stand with me?"

"I'm a busy man, Richard. I've lived an incredible life. I saw a yeti one time, and forgot for a couple years."

"Do I honor my truth as a starving author, or do I return to the world I've scorned? What did Publisher's Weekly say about my book?"

"This is supposed to be my signature. On what planet does a signature have a signature on it?"

"Patrice, I thank you for your honesty, and I will repay you with my own. I honestly never want to see you in my offices again. You're fired. Hoover, Scramble that Skycrane."

"Holy shit! Seriously? Seriously. This is great. Fuck, yes, team! So, uh, what's our, um, timeline here? I mean, when do we start testing this? How long before we can integrate this into Nucleus?"

"There's that attitude again, Kara. Billionaires are people, too. We are leaders in technology, in industry, in finance. Look at history. Do you know who else vilified a tiny minority of financiers and progressive thinkers called the Jews?"

"I'm gonna be asking you to say a few words. Just a bit about how much of a fan you are, dedicated to the cause, my cause, maybe lead with a joke. Be good to have you there, Richard. Securing my legacy with you at my wing. Wear pants you can kneel in."

"I was sitting up here feeling totally just impotent, and then you came along and exposed your underbelly, and practically begged me to plunge the knife in! I mean, I still have a deep hole to crawl out of, but this is a fucking great start."

"Editors are for people who can't write correctly the first time. We'll self-publish."

"What is this?"

"Have I just surrounded myself with sycophants, who are just telling me whatever I want to hear, regardless of the truth?"

"Is this Windows Vista bad? It's not iPhone 4 bad, is it? Fuck. Don't tell me this is Zune bad."

"The irony is, the Internet, which we all use to search for billions of things, has itself long been searching for something. And here it is. Okay, then I turn and gesture. The Box Three. Signature Edition."

"The point being what those in dying business sectors call failure, we, in tech, know to be pre-greatness."

"If there's any greatness in any of you at all, now is the time to access it. Please don't disappoint me. Please, please, please don't disappoint me."

"I'm getting a little tired of this bias against the leaders of our industry. I'm continually creating jobs and helping people, and I'm tired of getting slapped for it. I didn't steal the money I have, and I resent being treated like I did. You know, there is a climate in this country that is very dangerous."

"Foxhole is a very exciting web-based exchange, catering to those in the military, who are interested in having extramarital affairs."

"All right then. Plan B. You two and the team will move to Belarus. If we can get close enough to the Chernobyl exclusion zone, it's a buyer's market, and with the money we save from substantially downgrading from Tiblisi, plus the bigger Belarusian investment we've been offered, I'll maintain a pied-a-terre here in town."

"Hoover, get this horrible woman the fuck out of my office, now."

"How the fuck does something like this happen? How does an elephant just die?"

"Right. So?"

"I'm drawing thoughtful, zoological comparisons."

"You know, our annual individual performance reviews showed a 20 percent incidence of sub-standard work. So essentially, one out of every five Hooli team members deserve to be fired."