Boiler Room Page #6

I hear my father's voice up the street,

and he's calling my name.

And I was so happy...

that he was coming

to get me.

And he comes around the car,

and he sees me lying there.

I mean, there was...

there was blood everywhere.

Anyway,

I look up at him...

and for the first time in my life,

I see how much my father loved me.

- 'Cause he was completely frozen.

- Wow.

You know, it hurt him to see me

in that much pain.

So he leans down

over me...

and he slaps me

across the face.

What? Why?

I don't know.

Maybe he was mad at me for

making him feel that helpless...

or it was the only thing

he could think of.

I don't really care

anymore.

What I think of now is the look

on his face when he saw me lying there.

And that's what I remember.

That's what I miss.

There's your story.

Sorry.

All right. I wanna talk

to you guys about appearance.

Okay? Because most of you

dress like sh*t.

I don't know what

your financial situation is...

and I don't want to, but you gotta get

yourself at least one decent suit...

because we have a minimum level

of aesthetic professionalism here...

that we have to maintain.

In three months, you can outfit

your whole closet...

but for now get something

to hold you over.

There's an important phrase

we use here.

I think it's time

you all learned it.

"Act as if."

Do you understand what that means?

Act as if you are

the president of this firm.

Act as if you got a nine-inch cock.

Act as if.

And to do that properly,

you need to at least look the part.

So go get dressed. Secondly, it's time

to get your Series Seven books.

Don't get nervous.

If you study, you'll pass.

Then you begin trading

as an S.E.C. -licensed broker.

Then you're a f***ing millionaire,

and it's just that simple.

I need 300 bucks from each

of you for the books...

which will be returned

if and when you pass the exam.

And I need that tomorrow.

That is all.

What are you?

Last night's erection?

Yeah, well, you know...

What's goin' on?

We're movin' to the big house, kids.

Isaac here just closed a guy

for 30,000 shares of Farrow Tech.

We're on the big board.

We're in there now?

- Who's out?

- Todd and company. Come on. Let's go.

If you couldn't pull $3,000 together,

your name wouldn't be on my desk.

You're embarrassing me. I'm pitching you

from under my desk. I'm embarrassed now.

Bob. Bob, be rude.

Hang up the phone.

You won't.

You wanna know why?

Because you see value. I am

your kids' college fund, for chrissakes.

I'm gonna pass. The only people making

money passing are N.F.L. Quarterbacks.

- And I don't see a number on your back.

- Take me off your list.

Fine, fine. I'm gonna take you off

my list of successful people.

Hello?

Hi, Mr. "Dahvis," this is Ron

from the Daily News.

- How you doin'?

- It's Davis, and I'm not interested.

- Sorry to bother you. Have a nice day.

- Wait a minute.

Wait. That's your pitch?

You consider that a sales call?

You know, I get a call

from you guys every Saturday...

and it's always

the same half-assed attempt.

If you guys wanna close me,

you should sell me.

- All right.

- All right. Start again.

Okay. Hi, this is Ron

from the Daily News.

- How you doin' this morning?

- Shitty. What do you want?

It's not what I want, sir.

It's what you want.

Ron, now we're talkin'.

All right. What are you selling me?

I'm offering a Daily News subscription

at a substantially reduced price.

We're trying to reach out to people

that never had home delivery before.

So everybody who already has a

subscription is getting f***ed?

- Yeah. I guess so.

- All right. I can handle that.

So, why should I buy your paper?

I mean, you know...

Why shouldn't I get the Times

or the Voice, you know?

The Village Voice is free, sir, so if

you want it, you should pick it up.

But the Daily News offers you something

no other paper can... a taste of New York.

We have the best features, more photos

than any other daily in New York...

and we have the most

reliable delivery in the city.

Now what do you think?

You know what I think, Ron?

I think that was a sales call.

Good job, buddy.

So you gonna

buy a subscription?

No. I already

get the Times.

I know what you're sayin'!

Booked. Booked.

I got a hundred against.

Booked. Someone cover Greg.

Cover Greg.

I hope you guys aren't fightin' over it.

Here. Good money against Greg's roll.

- Put it there.

- Two hundred?

- What is that?

- Nothing.

Damn. Who you gotta ass-f***

to get a ten around here?

- There's a leprechaun in stall four.

- Whatever.

Hey, Seth, I'm gonna get some reserves.

You wanna come with me?

- Yeah.

- You guys want a shot?

Roll a seven, baby. Let's go.

Quit starin'

and just apologize.

Hey, he doesn't have to say sh*t,

all right?

Why don't you go back to your Heineken

and shut the f*** up, okay?

Was I talkin' to you?

No, you weren't.

You were talkin' to him.

If you're talkin' to him, you're talkin'

to me and my whole f***in' crew, okay?

Get the f*** outta here.

What? What?

Get the f*** outta here before

I put you in a mayonnaise jar, okay?

Get the f*** outta here,

f***in' cocksucker.

He's gonna cry

like a little baby!

You little baby!

Hey, Richie!

Hey, Richie!

Oh, Mommy!

Come on.

You gotta realize these aren't the kids

you and I grew up with, you know?

Remember in Hebrew school,

when a shoving match was a big deal?

Worst-case scenario, somebody

got their yarmulke knocked off.

It's true, man.

These guys are no joke.

They get all tanked up,

throw a quick fist.

Some of them actually enjoy it.

I mean, like, Richie.

What the f*** is that, man?

Probably thought I was being

tough back there with that guy.

I was shitting my pants.

- I saw that.

- Oh, great. Thanks.

These f***in' Guineas, man.

Half of them do coke.

They all drink. Zero capital.

No f***in' stability. They

make all this f***ing money...

and they're always

living three steps ahead.

You know, there's guys who work at the

firm that make a million a year...

and they can't even get a f***ing

car loan 'cause their credit's so bad.

It's like everybody is just waiting

for the 15th of the month.

They may have a Porsche, but they don't

have ten bucks to put in the gas tank.

- No sh*t.

- It's n*gger rich.

What is this guy doin'?

Yo!

- All right. Thanks, man.

- Don't forget what I said about Abby.

I think she's trouble,

you know?

I don't even know

what you're talking about.

I don't know.

I've just worked there a long time.

Just looking out for my friends.

I think she's a whore.

Just telling you.

Well, it's a good thing

you stopped dating her, then, right?

- I'll see you later.

- All right. See you.

Of all the people at J.T. Marlin,

you picked this kid, Davis. Why?

'Cause he's perfect. He's new,

so his loyalties don't run too deep.

He also seems to be the smartest

of this last group of trainees.

The rest of them are f***in' idiots

compared to this kid.

He used to run a full-time casino

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