Gold Page #14

KAY:

Wait. Kenny... Really? Really really?

Wells looks at the lights, which seem to dance with destiny.

WELLS:

I’m sending a plane for you, baby. A

chariot like you deserve -- private

jet -- to meet me in New York City...

Blue skies...

(off her pause)

Did you hear me? Kay?

Kay holding the phone... Sees a MANAGER, CARL, signalling her.

KAY:

I did...

She suddenly just turns away and JUMPS FOR JOY -

WIDE IN THE STORE: Kay airborne --! Screaming with happiness.

WOOLF (V.O.)

...Brown, Thomas, in association with

Coleman and Mead Capital Group, are

proud to announce the initial public

offering of Class-A common stock...

INT. BROWN, THOMAS - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY

Woolf is holding the “Wall Street Journal,” reading the full

page “Tombstone” ad to Dresher and the room full of associates

and enthralled board members.

WOOLF:

And the listing of Washoe Mining on

the New York Stock Exchange!

He holds the paper up with a smile. The boardroom ERUPTS!

EXT. THE WALDORF-ASTORIA - NIGHT

A town car pulls up. A DOORMAN opens the door. Kay looks

country and momentarily lost.

DOORMAN:

Welcome to the Waldorf-Astoria, Ma’am.

72.

Kay looks country and lost.

INT. THE WALDORF-ASTORIA - VARIOUS - NIGHT

The lobby is majestic. Worldly patrons. The Vanderbilt room.

The hallway a dizzying assortment of patterns. The BELLMAN

opens the door of a suite. Her head is spinning.

INT. THE WALDORF-ASTORIA - WELLS'S SUITE - NIGHT

KAY:

Kenny?

Yellow roses lead the way, the main room of the suite filled

with hundreds.

KAY (CONT’D)

...Are you here?

She heads into the bedroom and finds Wells nearly camouflaged.

WELLS:

I wanted to surprise you... Are you

surprised? It’s your favorite flower,

right?

She takes in the huge suite, the Chrysler Building out the

window lit up like it’s marking the center of the earth.

WELLS (CONT’D)

You look beautiful.

KAY:

Through thick and f***in’ thin...

Thick ain’t so bad, Kenny Wells.

He takes her in his arms, rolling across the huge bed.

KAY (CONT’D)

Are these the softest sheets you ever

felt?

WELLS:

Let’s get under ‘em.

And we begin to HEAR SHOUTING, a CRAZY ENERGY, WHICH TAKES US:

73.

INT. NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE - HALLWAY - MORNING

Wells and Kay exit the elevator and see Acosta waiting.

WELLS:

My two favorite people in the world.

Kay, Mike. Mike, Kay.

KAY:

(re:
Wells)

You know this one stole my watch to go

meet you?

WELLS:

That’s my girl.

ACOSTA:

(laughing, to Kay)

Actually he omitted that detail.

(to Wells)

Kenny--?

KAY:

I’m just teasing --

WELLS:

She’s teasing -

KAY/WELLS/ACOSTA

No, she’s not -

KAY:

It’s really good to meet you, Mike.

They cross down the hall to find

WELLS:

Bryan, Kay. Hollis, Kay. My man,

Stanton you know. Sweats as much as I

do...

And then all are whisked away by NYSE OFFICIALS. And we begin

to hear NOISE, like a sporting event is happening beside them.

ACOSTA:

(to Kay)

You must be proud of him.

73A.

KAY:

Never doubted for a second.

They both smile, knowing just how far they’ve come to get

here... Then a door opens and they pass INTO A VAST SPACE of

light and air:

74.

INT. NEW YORK STOCK EXCHANGE - TRADING FLOOR - CONTINUOUS

ON THE FLOOR looking up at the balcony where suddenly WELLS

and KAY and ACOSTA appear amongst the bankers and OTHER

DIGNITARIES. Suddenly the room is QUIET in a HELD BREATH.

As we ZOOM up toward Wells and Acosta. Wells throws his arm

around Acosta as THEY RING THE OPENING BELL!...

DING!DING!DING!DING!

WELLS:

(to Kay)

I’m ringing the bell, baby!

KAY:

I’m so f***ing proud of you, baby. So

f***ing proud of you.

As we hear the ROOM ERUPT, we start pulling back -

INT. GREENHORNS - DAY

PULLING RIGHT OUT OF THE BAR TV: CNN coverage of the boys

ringing the bell at the New York Stock Exchange.

Bobby, Connie, Scotty, Roy, all the regulars, maybe have

stayed up all night to celebrate with Kenny.

And CELEBRATE THEY DO:

A SERIES OF SHOTS:

-- A STOCK TICKER -- WASHOE IS OFF TO THE RACES --

$28.00...$35.00...

-- THE CNBC CRAWL -- $67.00... Behind the anchor, the Washoe

logo with the heading: “Washoe On The Move.”

-- THE TRADING FLOOR -- as purchase slips fall to the floor

like confetti. We GO TIGHT ON ONE OF THE SLIPS as it slowly

drifts in air -- “BUY: TRT @ $110.00”

WELLS (V.O)

In a single trading day we went from

twenty-three bucks to over a hundred

and ten. It was unbelievable.

(beat)

(MORE)

74A.

WELLS (V.O) (CONT'D)

The way I see it, what banks do, who

the hell knows, but what made this

country is not tight-asses in suits,

no offense, taking the safe way down,

it’s guys like Mike and me, who jump.

-- TALL BUILDINGS in Mid-Town. Black car. Doors opening. Kay

and Kenny exit, Kay feeling great in a new dress, shoes.

INT. FOUR SEASONS RESTAURANT - BAR ROOM - NIGHT

Waiters with trays of champagne. Binkert, Owens and Jackson

swirling around Acosta and Wells and Kay.

Then Woolf is pulling Wells and Acosta away.

WOOLF:

Kenny, Mike, this guy may sit on your

board... if you’re very lucky.

75.

Kenny Wells and Mike Acosta shaking hands with the potential

board member. As Kay is quietly edged out of the circle.

DRESHER:

Kenny, come say hi to the richest guy

in Delaware. And best looking.

Kenny meets the richest, best-looking guy in Delaware. As we

see a BEAUTIFUL WOMAN openly watching Wells and Acosta.

A FEW MINUTES LATER

Everyone has gathered. Woolf leads a toast:

WOOLF:

To a very good day... To Kenny Wells

and to Mike Acosta.

WELLS:

To the mother lode!

And there’s that woman again. In his sight line. Light in her

eyes. Wells makes a show of downing his glass in one gulp -

WELLS (CONT’D)

Fill ‘er up and keep it flowin’.

JACKSON:

Kenny, Mike, try this on for size.

Jackson punches figures into his ever-present calculator.

WELLS:

(to Jackson’s wife)

He sleep with that thing, or what?

JACKSON’S WIFE

He just sets it on vibrate and we’re

both happy.

JACKSON:

As of the closing bell this is what

you’re both worth, on paper anyway.

And then Wells is looking at the figure, and even he is

stunned. Time slows and the world goes silent, like he’s

sliped into a dream.

And in this dream his heartbeat thuds, and bankers laugh; the

beautiful woman throws a seductive glance. And Acosta’s voice

from far, far away:

ACOSTA:

A lot of zeros, my friend.

75A.

A crystal bell is tolling... for dinner. Everyone moves.

DRESHER:

It takes them a full week to do their

rotisserie duck.

Kay watches Kenny, surrounded by admirers, head for the other

room. He forgets to look for her.

76.

A104 INT. FOUR SEASONS RESTAURANT - POOL ROOM - DUSK

As guests pour into the famous POOL ROOM we find Kay. She

pauses, openly taking it all in as others pass. She clutches

her champagne flute like a wand.

INT. FOUR SEASONS RESTAURANT - NIGHT

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