The Accountant: Now, Bartleby, sit down. I want to check procedures for the Prebble Account and verify our results so far. With the three of us, it will be faster.
Bartleby: I don't feel I can. Just at the moment.
The Accountant: [the Accountant and Tucker have followed Bartleby to his office] What on Earth do you mean by this?
Bartleby: I would prefer not to say.
The Accountant: Prefer not to. What do you do mean, you prefer not to? Are you refusing to cooperate?
Bartleby: I prefer not to.
Bartleby: But. look here; this is normal practice, it's an excellent way to save work for both of you. You verify your work with the same stroke; kill two birds with one stone, as it were. Don't you?
Bartleby: I would not like to kill two birds with one stone.
The Accountant: It's simply common practice here. It's not unreasonable. Well?
The Accountant: [to Tucker] What do you think of it?
Tucker: I think he should do what you ask him to.
The Accountant: But am I unreasonable?
Tucker: No, Sir. Not at all. I think he's a bit round the bend.
The Accountant: You see, Bartleby, my demands are reasonable. This office isn't exactly a slave labour camp, is it?
[he chuckles hollowly]
The Accountant: Go and have lunch. Think about it.