It Is Unrelated To His Profession

“Don't step on my balls please, thank you. Don't step on my...”

“Wallace? You doing this again?”

“Oh, hey, Bill. Isn't it a nice day?”

“Sure, but you got to get up. Stop doing this to yourself.”

“Doing what? I'm not doing anything. If one of these people wants to do something...”

“Come on, give me your hand. There we go. Brush yourself off. We have things to do. There's a war going on.”

“The war? That's still a thing? I thought everybody gave up. It was pretty contrived to begin with anyway.”

“Listen, I just got word, something is going to happen. Something big. It will change everything.”

“What is it?”

“I don't know. But I've been assured it will happen. We just have to wait.”

“Does this mean we're winning? By the way, what side are we on? Are we bankers?”

“We're lawyers.”

“Right, lawyers. I knew that. Lawsuits, court, I remember now. Can I ask you something else?”

“Sure.”

“Could you kick me in the balls?”