Glengarry Glen Ross Page #2
WILLIAMSON:
Let me...
5.
LEVENE:
...and I'm going to get bounced and
you're...
WILLIAMSON:
...let me...are you listening to
me...?
LEVENE:
Yes.
WILLIAMSON:
Let me tell you something, Shelly.
I do what I'm hired to do.
I'm...wait a second. I'm hired to
watch the leads. I'm given...hold
on, I'm given a policy. My job is
to do that. What I'm told. That's
it. You, wait a second, anybody
falls below a certain mark I'm not
permitted to give them the premium
leads.
LEVENE:
Then how do they come up above that
mark? With dreck...? That's
nonsense. Explain this to me.
'Cause it's a waste, and it's a
stupid waste. I want to tell you
something...
WILLIAMSON:
You know what those leads cost?
LEVENE:
The premium leads. Yes. I know
what they cost. John. Because I,
I generated the dollar revenue
sufficient to buy them. Nineteen
senny-nine, you know what I made?
Senny-nine? Ninety-six thousand
dollars. John? For Murray... For
Mitch...look at the sheets...
WILLIAMSON:
Murray said...
LEVENE:
F*** him. F*** Murray. John? You
know? You tell him I said so.
What does he f***ing know? He's
going to have a "sales"
contest...you know what our sales
contest used to be?
(MORE)
6.
LEVENE (CONT'D)
Money. A fortune. Money lying on
the ground. Murray? When was the
last time he went out on a sit?
Sales contest? It's laughable.
It's cold out there now, John.
It's tight. Money is tight. This
ain't sixty-five. It ain't. It
just ain't. See? See? Now, I'm a
good man--but I need a...
WILLIAMSON:
Murray said...
LEVENE:
John. John...
WILLIAMSON:
Will you please wait a second.
Shelly. Please. Murray told me:
the hot leads...
LEVENE:
...ah, f*** this...
WILLIAMSON:
The...Shelly?
(pause)
The hot leads are assigned according
to the board. During the contest.
Period. Anyone who beats fifty
per...
LEVENE:
That's f***ed. That's f***ed. You
don't look at the f***ing percentage.
You look at the gross.
WILLIAMSON:
Either way. You're out.
LEVENE:
I'm out.
WILLIAMSON:
Yes.
LEVENE:
I'll tell you why I'm out. I'm
out, you're giving me toilet paper.
John.
(MORE)
7.
LEVENE (CONT'D)
I've seen those leads. I saw them
when I was at Homestead, we pitched
those cocksuckers Rio Rancho
nineteen sixty-nine they wouldn't
buy. They couldn't buy a f***ing
toaster. They're broke, John.
They're cold. They're deadbeats,
you can't judge on that. Even so.
Even so. Alright. Fine. Fine.
Even so. I go in, FOUR F***ING
LEADS they got their money in a
sock. They're f***ing Polacks,
John. Four leads. I close two.
Two. Fifty per...
WILLIAMSON:
...they kicked out.
LEVENE:
They all kick out. You run in
streaks, pal. Streaks. I'm...
I'm...don't look at the board, look
at me. Shelly Levene. Anyone.
Ask them on Western. Ask Getz at
Homestead. Go ask Jerry Graff.
You know who I am...I NEED A SHOT.
I got to get on the f***ing board.
Ask them. Ask them. Ask them who
ever picked up a check I was flush.
Moss, Jerry Graff, Mitch
himself...Those guys lived on the
business I brought in. They lived
on it...and so did Murray, John.
You were here you'd of benefited
from it too. And now I'm saying
this. Do I want charity? Do I
want pity? I want sits. I want
leads that don't come right out of
a phone book. Give me a lead
hotter than that, I'll go in and
close it. Give me a chance.
That's all I want. I'm going to
get up on that f***ing board and
all I want is a chance. It's a
streak and I'm going to turn it
around.
(pause)
I need your help.
Pause.
WILLIAMSON:
I can't do it, Shelly.
8.
Pause.
LEVENE:
Why?
WILLIAMSON:
The leads are assigned randomly...
LEVENE:
Bullshit, bullshit, you assign
them... What are you telling me?
WILLIAMSON:
...apart from the top men on the
contest board.
LEVENE:
Then put me on the board.
WILLIAMSON:
You start closing again, you'll be
on the board.
LEVENE:
I can't close these leads, John.
No one can. It's a joke. John,
look, just give me a hot lead.
Just give me two of the premium
leads. As a "test," alright? As a
"test" and I promise you...
WILLIAMSON:
I can't do it, Shel.
Pause.
LEVENE:
I'll give you ten percent.
Pause.
WILLIAMSON:
Of what?
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