Interviewer: All right, Mr. Wilson, you've done just fine on the Rorshach.. your papers are in good order.. your file's fine.. no difficulties with your motor skills. And I think you're probably ready for this job. We've got one more psychological test we always do here. It's just a Word Association. I'll throw you out a few words - anything that comes to your mind, just throw back at me, okay? It's kind of an arbitrary thing. Like, if I say "dog", you'd say..?
Mr. Wilson: "Tree".
Interviewer: "Tree". [nods head, prepares the test papers ] "Dog".
Mr. Wilson: "Tree".
Interviewer: "Fast".
Mr. Wilson: "Slow".
Interviewer: "Rain".
Mr. Wilson: "Snow".
Interviewer: "White".
Mr. Wilson: "Black".
Interviewer: "Bean".
Mr. Wilson: "Pod".
Interviewer: [casually] "Negro".
Mr. Wilson: "Whitey".
Interviewer: "Tarbaby".
Mr. Wilson: [silent, sure he didn't hear what he thinks he heard ] What'd you say?
Interviewer: [repeating] "Tarbaby".
Mr. Wilson: "Ofay".
Interviewer: "Colored".
Mr. Wilson: "Redneck".
Interviewer: "Junglebunny".
Mr. Wilson: [starting to get angry] "Peckerwood!"
Interviewer: "Burrhead".
Mr. Wilson: [defensive] "Cracker!"
Interviewer: [aggressive] "Spearchucker".
Mr. Wilson: "White trash!"
Interviewer: "Jungle Bunny!"
Mr. Wilson: [upset] "Honky!"
Interviewer: "Spade!
Mr. Wilson: [really upset] "Honky Honky!"
Interviewer: "N-word!"
Mr. Wilson: "Dead honky!"
Interviewer: [quickly wraps the interview up] Okay, Mr. Wilson, I think you're qualified for this job. How about a starting salary of $5,000?
Mr. Wilson: Your momma!
Interviewer: [fumbling] Uh.. $7,500 a year?
Mr. Wilson: Your grandmomma!
Interviewer: [desperate] $15,000, Mr. Wilson. You'll be the highest paid janitor in America. Just, don't.. don't hurt me, please..
Mr. Wilson: Okay.
Interviewer: [relieved] Okay.
Mr. Wilson: You want me to start now?
Interviewer: Oh, no, no.. that's all right. I'll clean all this up. Take a couple of weeks off, you look tired.
[fade]