Back home there was a surprise party for me.
But the nicest surprise was an insurance check for the Belle Isle fire... $ 100,000.
However, no one stopped Bly Bio Chem from dumping that toxic waste on my land.
They told me not to worry. Its half-life was estimated at 3,000 years.
Everything okay, Fletch?
Betty was a little pissed off about giving up her office,
and accounting gave me some flak about the new car, but trust me,
everything's gonna be just the way you want it, maybe better.
I like your attitude, Frank.
Excuse me just a sec. What a guy!
I thought I told you... never to come to my workplace.
Time's change, my dear Fletch.
Rumor has it that you have inherited a sizable piece of property.
Who told you? I have my sources too.
These sources also suggest that you may have been considering skipping town...
and retiring on this vast estate.
Thus skipping out on your financial responsibilities.
Would I do that? Wendy could probably get half of it anyway.
So in return for the other half, we would forego any other claims.
Think about it. You would never see me again.
Where do I sign?
I'll never see you again? Never.
You realize this is my family land?
Does it please you to rip out my ancestral roots?
I was born and raised in a briar patch.
Now Wendy can live a life of leisure.
Clean air, clean water. This is the way she was destined to live.
Okay, Gillet. You've broken me.
I hope you're happy.