Glengarry Glen Ross Page #13

56.

ROMA (CONT'D)

I'll show you how to chew it." Your

pal closes, all that comes out of

your mouth is bile, how f***ed up

you are...

MOSS:

Who's my pal...? And what are you,

Ricky, huh, what are you, Bishop

Sheean? Who the f*** are you, Mr.

Slick...? What are you, friend to

the workingman? Big deal. F***

you, you got the memory a f***in'

fly. I never liked you.

ROMA:

What is this, your farewell speech?

MOSS:

I'm going home.

ROMA:

Your farewell to the troops?

MOSS:

I'm not going home. I'm going to

Wisconsin.

ROMA:

Have a good trip.

MOSS:

(simultaneously with "trip")

And f*** you. F*** the lot of you.

F*** you all.

Moss exits. Pause.

ROMA:

(to Levene)

You were saying?

(pause)

Come on. Come on, you got them in

the kitchen, you got the stats

spread out, you're in your shirt-

sleeves, you can smell it. Huh?

Snap out of it, you're eating her

crumb cake.

Pause.

LEVENE:

I'm eating her crumb cake...

57.

ROMA:

How was it...?

LEVENE:

From the store.

ROMA:

F*** her...

LEVENE:

"What we have to do is admit to

ourself that we see that

opportunity...and take it.

(pause)

And that's it." And we sit there.

(pause)

I got the pen out...

ROMA:

"Always be closing..."

LEVENE:

That's what I'm saying. The old

ways. The old ways...convert the

motherf***er...sell him...sell

him... make him sign the check.

(pause)

The...Bruce, Harriet...the kitchen,

blah:
they got their money in

government bonds...I say f*** it,

we're going to go the whole route.

I plat it out eight units. Eighty-

two grand. I tell them. "This is

now. This is that thing that

you've been dreaming of, you're

going to find that suitcase on the

train, the guy comes in the door,

the bag that's full of money. This

is it, Harriett..."

ROMA:

(reflectively)

Harriett...

LEVENE:

Bruce..."I don't want to f***

around with you. I don't want to

go round this, and pussyfoot around

the thing, you have to look back on

this. I do, too. I came here to

do good for you and me. For both

of us. Why take an interim position?

(MORE)

58.

LEVENE (CONT'D)

The only arrangement I'll accept is

full investment. Period. The

whole eight units. I know that

you're saying 'be safe,' I know

what you're saying. I know if I

left you to yourselves, you'd say

'come back tomorrow,' and when I

walked out that door, you'd make a

cup of coffee...you'd sit down...and

you'd think 'let's be safe...' and

not to disappoint me you'd go one

unit or maybe two, because you'd

become scared because you'd met

possibility. But this won't do,

and that's not the subject..."

Listen to this, I actually said

this. "That's not the subject of

our evening together." Now I handed

them the pen. I held it in my hand.

I turned the contract, eight units

eighty-two grand. "Now I want you

to sign."

(pause)

I sat there. Five minutes. Then,

I sat there, Ricky, twenty-two

minutes by the kitchen clock.

(pause)

Twenty-two minutes by the kitchen

clock. Not a word, not a motion.

What am I thinking? "My arm's

getting tired?" No. I did it. I

did it. Like in the old says,

Ricky. Like I was taught... Like,

like, like I used to do...I did it.

ROMA:

Like you taught me...

LEVENE:

Bullshit, you're...No. That's

raw... well, if I did, then I'm

glad I did. I, well. I locked on

them. All on them, nothing on me.

All my thoughts are on them. I'm

holding the last thought that I

spoke:
"Now is the time."

(pause)

They signed, Ricky. It was great.

It was f***ing great. It was like

they wilted all at once. No

gesture...nothing. Like together.

(MORE)

59.

LEVENE (CONT'D)

They, I swear to God, they both

kind of imperceptibly slumped. And

he reaches and takes the pen and

signs, he passes it to her, she

signs. It was so f***ing solemn.

I just let it sit. I nod like this.

I nod again. I grasp his hands. I

shake his hands. I grasp her hands.

I nod at her like this.

"Bruce...Harriet..." I'm beaming at

them. I'm nodding like this. I

point back in the living room, back

to the sideboard.

(pause)

I didn't f***ing know there was a

sideboard there!! He goes back, he

brings us a drink. Little shot

glasses. A pattern in 'em. And we

toast. In silence.

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