The Company Men Page #5

Cancel it.

- No.

We can't afford it.

- No.

I should've been honest

with you about the club,

but you haven't been

honest with me.

We're not going to

need these, are we?

I thought we'd have a

little rummage sale-

You need to get a job, any job.

I can't do this alone, Bobby.

I know. I'm out there

playing golf. In two...

weeks I won't be able

to support my family.

Things are going to

get great again.

No.

- We can get through this!

Things aren't going to

be great again. Okay?

I'm trying to get a job.

I've been out there every day.

For three months

trying to get a job.

I haven't had one offer.

I've been to everybody we know.

And a lot of people I

don't. And I have begged.

I've f***ing begged!

For a lead, anything.

There's thousands of

new MBAs out there.

No mortgage, no kids, work

ninety hour work weeks.

For nothing.

You want honesty, Maggie?

I'm a thirty-seven year

old unemployed loser

who can't support his family.

Okay, look. You are

going to find a job.

Working for people who know

how lucky they are to have you.

When did it all go to sh*t?

- It hasn't turned to sh*t.

You have Drew, and Carson,

and your parents and me.

Okay? You have me.

We're still at least

seventy-five short.

What about Debra Hayes,

Senior Director...

of Accounting, Maritime Sales?

Debra Hayes has ten years with the...

company and outstanding

evaluations.

She also has a husband

with a successful law practice

and two kids who would be...

delighted to have

mommy at home.

She's sixty, I doubt her kids

are still living at home,

much less calling her "Mommy."

Phil Woodward's back on this list.

He fits the criteria.

- Wasn't talking to you, Dick.

He's grossly overpaid

and just blew...

a five hundred million dollar deal--

What are you, deaf?

Shut the f*** up!

This list is still preliminary, Gene.

I'm looking and all I see are

people who are over fifty,

with just enough

young ones thrown...

in to protect us against litigation.

I'm confident all of

these dismissals...

will stand up to

outside legal scrutiny.

What about ethical scrutiny?

We're not breaking any laws, Gene.

I guess I always assumed

we were trying...

for a higher standard than that,

Paul.

Mr. Walker?

Troy Thayer.

Have a seat.

Thanks for seeing me.

- Sure.

A GTX casualty.

- Yeah.

How you holding up?

- Good, thanks.

Dan Mass gave you a

great recommendation.

MBA. You went to school

at State college?

Undergrad, yeah.

- My wife went to Penn.

Really?

- Loved it.

You willing to work

for ninety a year,

plus commission and bonus?

Ah... yeah.

Well, the good news is

that we're growing fast,

and there's plenty of

head room around here.

So, I can't promise you anything,

but with Dan's recommendation

and your resume, you seem

like the right fit for the job.

Thanks.

Ho!

Who's winning?

- Who knows?

Hey, how'd it go?

- The interview?

It was good. Good.

Yeah, we're getting

our asses kicked.

You can take my place.

Blue! Thirty-two!

Bob Walker for Troy Thayer.

That's okay.

I'm actually just calling

in regards to a position.

Sure,

Northeast Regional Sales Manager.

It has.

Thank you very much.

What's that?

- My last pay check.

So at the end of this hour

long rant we all turn...

to the translator and the

guy says, "Mr. Lan say no."

This guy kept babbling

on and on and on.

Mr. Lin said... wait,

you were at a banquet

with nine meat soup?

Yeah. I didn't know they

had nine meats in China.

I didn't either,

can you name them?

Well, beef, pork,

chicken, shark fin--

Gene.

Hey Phil, grab a drink.

Gene!

Relax, Phil. Grab a

drink man, is a party.

Sally Wilcox just fired me.

Find Sally Wilcox and tell her to

get her ass up here right now!

She's already in your office.

You fired Phil Woodward.

Hire him back.

- Gene, please.

Goddam Sally, we

talked about this.

Gene!

You too?

Ah, f*** 'em!

They think this is tough?

I worked hull assembly at

Gloucester, remember Gene?

Try spot-welding inside a

thirty-six inch propeller shaft,

sixty hours a week.

You will never guess who's

in Joanna's office.

Gene McClary's favorite

ass-kisser, Phil Woodward.

Your resume's very

impressive, Phil.

Thank you.

You started on the factory floor,

not many people can

claim that any more.

You want to get rid

of all the ancient...

stuff, anything pre-nineties.

Instead of listing

the number of years...

you held each position at GTX,

indicate your title

and responsibilities.

And here, where you've noted your

military service, don't say Vietnam.

Combat infantryman is

impressive enough.

You smoke, Phil?

- Occasionally.

Quit. Employers don't want

employee health problems

ratcheting up their

insurance premiums, Phil.

And you might want to think

about dying your hair.

Getting rid of some of the grey.

Do we know each other?

Excuse me?

- You keep using my first name.

I'm not the enemy, Phil.

You're pushing sixty

and you look like hell.

You're going to have a

rough time out there.

Could you show me to

my office, please?

You got a window.

Company had to pay extra for that.

Least the pricks could do.

How's the best damn

salesman on the East Coast?

Unemployed.

- Yes, lot of that going around.

Dress code pretty lax around here?

You should see casual Fridays.

Hello? Yeah.

I talked with somebody else

from your company last week,

and they said I wasn't

going to have to...

make another payment

on that this month.

Look, I don't know what

you want me to do.

I can lie to you, tell you

I'm writing you a check,

and I'm gonna put it in the

mail, and you'll have it right away.

Okay? I'm going to write

you a check right now,

I'm going to put it in the mail,

and you'll have it

tomorrow, how's that sound?

Terrific, outstanding!

Look forward to it.

Which one, American Express?

The mortgage.

Yvette asked me if I could

work tomorrow night.

That's New Year's Eve.

- Double-time.

Dad?

- Yeah?

Can you drive me over to Kyle's?

No, I'm busy now, okay? C'mon!

C'mon Drew. Hey, why don't

you play Guitar Hero?

Halo? Why don't

you play some Xbox?

Okay Bobby, hang on a sec...

Come here. Hey, Drew!

Hey! Drew!

Dammit, there's a f***ing

Nor-Easter outside.

Kid's pissed off because I

won't drive him to Cotuit...

to visit the Matlock's,

right when he wants me to.

We just bought him

the damn thing for

Christmas, and he's

already bored with it?

He doesn't have

the Xbox any more.

Why? What happened to it?

- He gave it back.

What?

- He knew we couldn't afford it.

He asked me if he could,

and I said yes.

He's right. We can't afford it.

I need a job, Jack.

Don't think you're gonna

be needing that just yet.

Nice tool belt.

Keep 'em coming, Bob.

Hey, Bobby.

Yeah?

- Grab two this time.

Lunch.

- Oh, where we going?

They're new. That's why

you're getting blisters.

Thanks.

Here.

- Appreciate it.

Hey. You want to come

down for dinner?

I want you to take

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