Boiler Room Page #8

just to prove what I can do for you.

All right.

Let's try it.

Great. Should I send the confirmation

to your business or your home?

I need to talk to my wife.

No, you don't need to do that.

I'll call you right back.

- I'm goin' to lunch in five minutes.

- I need to talk to her first.

- Harry, you're at work, aren't you?

- Yeah.

What do you do for a living?

I'm a purchasing manager

at a gourmet foods company.

- Does yourjob involve decisions?

- Of course.

When you're making decisions, do you

call your wife and ask her what to do?

Of course not.

But that's a little different.

How is that different?

It's your money. You earned it.

All you're doing is investing it.

I'm not selling crack here.

She's only gonna be happy...

when she sees that you made

a wise investment for the family.

Just think of the flip side.

When your wife does the shopping...

does she call you to find out if she can

use a coupon for Cap'n Crunch?

- Now, come on. That's not being fair.

- No, I know.

Look, Harry. I'm just trying

to make a point here.

Look, we're not talking about

a lot of money here.

Just think what she'll say when you

bring home a big fat check...

because you had the foresight

to see a good thing coming.

- All right. Let's try it.

- Good man, Harry.

You made a great decision,

all right?

Hold on a second.

Do it.

Hello?

- Yo.

- Hey, what's up?

You passed the Series Seven.

Decide where we're celebrating tonight.

I was thinking that we should

go to the city tonight...

'cause we're always drinking

at those shitty local bars.

I think we should go to

a decent bar with some decent poo-poo.

If I have to look at one more

housewife smoking a Newport...

I think I'm gonna puke.

Let me round up the guys.

We'll come pick you up.

- All right.

- You got it.

Okay, bye.

This guy probably got more rooms

in there than he's ever even been in.

Look at it.

It's f***in' huge.

Hey, Chris, why do you

still live with your mother?

What do you mean?

Do you ever wonder

how we make the rips that we do?

How is it that we make rips

that pay out...

more than any other

major firm?

You're kidding me, right?

That's the wrong...

That's the wrong question

to be asking.

- Why?

- The only thing to worry about...

is how you're gonna

get laid tonight.

No, I'm serious.

Don't you know that

S.E.C. Regulations state...

that the maximum rip allowed

is five percent of the sale...

and we're making, like,

four times that?

You just passed your Series Seven;

now you're an inspector or something?

- Aren't you happy with things?

- Yeah, of course.

No, I'm just curious.

You're not curious?

Not at all.

I like being a millionaire.

And you will too,

believe me.

- What's up?

- You need help?

- With what?

- Getting into the f***in' child's seat.

Come on.

Shotgun.

Why did the feminist

cross the road?

To suck my f***in' cock.

- That's funny.

- Damn straight.

- Order me another one.

- Who U.A.T.'d this beer for me?

- I did. What's up?

- I hate it. Send the sh*t back.

- What's a U.A. T?

- Unauthorized trade.

Seth, anything killing you yet?

All right, yeah.

You know what I f***in' hate?

Is getting past the secretaries.

It doesn't matter if you're a broker.

It's still a sales call,

and they f***in' know that.

- One day I'm gonna open a firm.

- Hold on a second.

You're opening things now?

Kid just passed his test;

now he knows everything.

What's wrong with you? You haven't

even popped your cherry yet.

Hey, whatever.

Let's toast the slut. Here you go.

Bring it up for the kid.

Highest Series Seven score this month.

Big swinging dick,

enjoy it while it lasts.

Do you guys think you could

just try and keep it down some?

You guys are at a ten.

We could use you at a two.

- You got to be kidding me.

- I'm sorry about that.

Why don't you just concentrate

on your food instead of us, all right?

What are you guys eating?

A tube steak smothered in underwear?

Hey, great outfits.

You guys coming from

a city council meeting...

or are you trying to get lucky

with the bridge-and-tunnel crowd?

You tell 'em, girl.

You know what they should do

with you guys?

They should throw all of you

on a f***ing island somewhere.

- Oh, yeah. Hey, guess what.

- What?

You're on it.

He got a point.

Way to go, girl.

Here you go.

You take it.

Hey, Harry,

who's J.T. Marlin?

I forgot to tell you.

I bought a little bit of stock.

What'd you buy?

It's this pharmaceutical company.

It's poised for a big jump.

They make a new drug that helps...

premature babies

survive the first three months.

That's great.

Yeah, that's great.

- So how much did you buy?

- Nothing crazy. Just 100 shares.

- At what price?

- Eight dollars. It's okay. Relax.

Okay. So, how'd you

even know who to call?

- Actually, he called me.

- Who did?

Seth Davis, the broker.

He's a really great guy.

He's a family man, actually.

How did he

get your name?

- I have no idea.

- Doesn't that worry you?

It's just... It's okay.

Relax, all right?

- Okay.

- It's a small investment.

And I'm just

testing this guy out.

If he doesn't show us any gains,

I won't do business with him again.

Okay.

I don't know why the hell

I walked in there.

Things were going well for me.

I had passed the Series Seven

and was closing my 40 accounts for Greg.

I didn't wanna go in.

I really didn't.

But part of me had to know what Michael

was doing in there the week before.

And why would they be walking

into the building next door?

The place was empty.

I should've just let it go.

- Do we have parking?

- Again? Why?

I want the garage.

Do we have the same

security guy or what?

- Are these hooked up?

- Yeah. All that stuff.

If the heat comes and we have to jump,

how long will it take to move the firm?

- Under two hours, literally.

- Everything.

- They'll can make calls that afternoon.

- Okay.

All right. I gotta get back

to that phone call, but...

My first thought was that we

were moving to nicer offices.

Nice thought.

I came to realize it was a quick out

for Michael if things got out of hand.

Miss Halprin. Special Agent Drew, F.B.I.

This is Agent Etkin.

We'd like to talk to you about

your relationship with Seth Davis...

and about your mother's health.

Didn't take me long

to close the 40 accounts.

I was closing five a day, sometimes six.

Just killing it.

Greg certainly didn't

make it easy, though.

But I was focused.

I was about to start making

the serious dough.

I was about to be on my own.

All right. At the house.

Sheryl. Yes!

My first whale. My first account.

My book, baby.

Seth, I hate to bust in

on your little victory speech...

but that's your 40th account.

I'm out of the junior broker program.

I don't work for you no more.

That's true. You're out,

but that account's mine.

What? F*** that.

No, I keep the 40th.

- No, you don't.

- What?

Wait a minute.

Is this about Abby?

Are you that

f***ing bitter?

I made a lot of money for you

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