I'll just need you both to sign this non-disclosure and confidentiality agreement. [he heaves two thick documents onto the counter in front of McKay and Keller with a "thud"]
Oh, you're not serious.
[sharply] Is there a problem, sir?
This whole thing is a confidentiality agreement?!
[again, sharply] Yes, sir.
What could he possibly be doing back there that needs to be kept two hundred pages secret?!
If you want to go inside, sir, you need to sign the agreement.
Dinosaurs?
Excuse me?
Do they have living dinosaurs back there? Because I'll sign this if he's brought dinosaurs back to life, but short of that he's out of his mind if he thinks I'm gonna pretend that whatever discovery he has made is so important and so secret that I have to sign the unabridged works of William Shakespeare here.
[holds up her pen, with measured patience] Juuuuuust sign it.
[McKay takes the pen from Keller sheepishly]
[to the receptionist] You're lucky the lady's here.
[Dr. Keller looks at McKay, looking somewhat exasperated]
