The Company Men Page #4

showers. Gym, kitchen.

Gene! Come here.

This is you.

Well, don't get too excited,

my office is gooing

to be much bigger.

Well, what do you think?

- It's beautiful!

This is amazing!

(muffled) floor to

ceiling glass. Heck, if...

you look that way, you can

see all the way to Boston.

Hey, help me.

Help? You need Help?

- Yeah.

How you doing?

- You smell like a brewery.

How does that happen?

What's Drew doing?

Waiting for you.

- Me? Why?

I think he's worried about you.

Wait up!

- Okay.

What's going on out here, bud?

I'm not a baby,

I can handle stuff.

I lost my job.

What'd you think it was?

- You and mom maybe.

Me and mom are alright.

You'll get another one, right?

Yeah.

Hey, you don't have to

worry about me, okay?

Hey, look at me.

You don't have to worry

about me, alright?

I'm your dad.

I'm gonna be fine, okay?

Billionare investor

Arthur Lipton today...

stepped up his campaign

for changes at GTX,

Issuing a letter to shareholders

accusing executives

of mismanagement,

and demanding new--

What does it all mean?

- Nothing good.

You need something, Phil?

We lost Royal Caribbean.

Do we have any cranberry jelly?

Let me help you with that.

Okay.

How's business, Jack?

- Business? Well, we...

We've got a big renovation

in Roxbury, next to that

house I did last year. Nice bonus

when I finish by September.

If you finish by September.

Whenever you're ready

to plumb the place,

give me a call, got

a special on Kohler.

How's work, Bobby?

Great, Jack.

Line up more dollar-a-day

Laotian preschoolers

to stitch tennis shoes

for you in Bangkok?

I'm in manufacturing, Jack.

Dollar-a-day Laotian preschoolers

aren't tall enough to

turn the screws on a

deisel engine, so...

You know, I was

reading about your guy

Salinger in the

Globe the other day.

Do you read now? Good.

- When they use small words.

Said he made seven

hundred times...

what average GTX

worker made last year.

What do you think?

Salinger working...

seven hundred times

harder than a welder

pounding hot rivets into

a tanker hold all day?

Why don't we say Grace

so the kids can start?

Carson, would do the honors?

Dear God, thank you for the food

and for letting us be together

on Thanksgiving, and

everbody being okay.

And please help my dad find a job

so he won't be

unhappy all the time.

Amen.

Okay.

It's a nice table, Fran.

Thank you.

You know, if things

get tough, I could...

always use some extra

help this winter.

Hanging drywall?

Yeah, there'll be lots

of work. We've got...

four thousand square feet,

we're gutting the place-

Thanks Jack, I don't exactly see...

myself pounding nails,

though. Ya know.

Appreciate it.

Your husband's such a dick.

Goldman Sachs is doing due

diligence for Lipton and

Skadden Arps is snooping around

for somebody, maybe Allied,

maybe Siminov's Baltic

Global out of Moscow.

What's the top price Bater'll pay?

Well, Lipton's put the

market value at one hundred-

Alright, so we need to

get the stock to 102.

That's seventeen more a share.

- Yeah, I can add Noah.

We're already in danger of

missing our quarterly.

We start fooling around

and miss our numbers again--

No, we don't need to get the

stock to a hundred. We...

get it in the mid-nineties,

it'll show a positive trend.

How are we supposed to

boost the share price again?

Increased efficiencies,

lowering costs.

More downsizing,

suppose we try that...

stunt again and the

stock stalls at ninety?

Increasing market

value isn't a "stunt".

We should at least

consider alternatives.

How about selling

the Healthcare group?

What!

Maybe Lipton's right.

Gene, c'mon, healthcare's the only

division that's

exhibiting any growth!

I'm not breaking up the company.

All right, how about selling

the new headquarters building?

We're gonna need that space.

Not if we keep firing

people, we're not.

I'm not selling the new building!

Get a hold of Human

Resources, have...

them start making up a list

for another round of downsizing.

Jim... Jim...! Wait a minute, Jim!

Could you guys give us a minute?

What do you want me to do,

parrot back everything you say?

I've always told you what I thought,

right or wrong. And

this... is wrong.

I'm late for a meeting.

We're not gonna be able to

make the mortgage next month.

I talked to Bridget. She thinks

if we price the house low enough,

we might be able to

get as much as...

eight hundred and

fifty thousand for it.

That's less than we've got in it.

Yeah... it doesn't matter

how much we got in it.

Your severance ends

in three weeks.

We're going to end

up in foreclosure.

We won't have enough money

to put down on another house.

We're not going to be

able to qualify for...

another house on just

my salary, anyway.

Okay.

So where we gonna end up?

We gonna pitch a tent in the park?

Yeah.

- Okay.

We can move in with your folks.

No.

- They have two extra bedrooms-

Maggie, we're not

living with my parents.

It'd just be temporary.

I choose death. I opt for death.

No, I'd have to kill myself first.

Jack said he offered you a job the...

other day and you shut

him down pretty hard.

Can you imagine that?

Me working for your brother?

He was just trying to help.

How? By letting me hang drywall?

Well, you'd get back

into great shape.

Callouses, a tan.

- In the middle of winter?

Big, broad shoulders...

from carrying all

that heavy lumber...

I gotta get up early, baby.

Bobby Walker keeps

leaving me messages.

My assistant thinks he's psychotic,

wants me to get a

restraining order.

I'm sure you've gotten worse.

So what do you think?

You gonna get away...

for a day or two for

skiing at Christmas?

I don't know, I'll have to see.

Did Hansen get you started

on that new list yet?

I was at the meeting, Sally.

Yesterday.

- How many?

How many?

- Five thousand.

Well, what is the criteria

for getting canned this time?

Gary Hunt's put on a few pounds,

maybe we should let him go.

And I hear Jill Carter has cancer.

We could save a bundle on

her insurance premiums!

Sally.

Ho, the billionare boy's club,

how's the plotting going?

Warren Buffet still safe on

top of the Fortune 500 list?

How's the job search

going, Bobby?

Good, actually, not

bad. They're out there.

Mr. Conners, your

group's on the first tee.

Ready to get your

ass kicked, Eric?

Let's go!

....Mr. Walker?

Can I speak to you for a moment?

Hey, what the hell's going on?

I just got thrown off

the course at the club.

Keep your voice down.

We haven't paid the

dues since October?

I haven't been paying

a lot of things.

I look like a f***ing deadbeat!

This is real, Bobby.

This is happening. To us.

You're wandering around like

you're in some sort of a daze.

What, you're playing golf?

Getting your Porsche detailed?

Maggie, I need to look

successful. Okay?

I can't just look like

another a**hole with resume.

You are just another

a**hole with resume!

I cut them a check for the balance.

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