Karl: It's that thing of, if you're scared of your boss, imagine him naked.
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Ricky: Karl, your boss is Rupert Murdoch. So...how many times have you imagined Rupert Murdoch naked? OK, are you imagining him now?
Karl: Well yeah, 'cause you've put it in there.
Ricky: What's it look like?
Karl: Like a tortoise without a shell on.
