The Wolf of Wall Street Page #17

Jordan fucks Naomi. There’s a curious thunk-thunk-thunk.

JORDAN (V.O.)

When I got home, I realized therewas no way Aunt Emma could smugglethat much cash by herself. Iracked my brain for another person

with a foreign passport.

The bed’s covered with bundles of cash. Every thrust of

Jordan’s, another bundle plummets to the floor --thunk.

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SCENES 156 - 157 OMITTED 156

158

INT. BEACH HOUSE - SOUTH HAMPTON - GUEST BEDROOM - DAY 158

(SUMMER ‘95)

With $20 mil in CASH on the bed, Jordan and a stoned

Donnie watch as Brad tapes stacks of cash to his wife

CHANTALLE, a bombshell in panties, bra and sneakers.

CHANTALLE:

Bra-had, theese tape eez fockingsteeky!

As Brad keeps taping her up:

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JORDAN (V.O.)

As a successful drug dealer, Bradspent his winters in the South ofFrance, which is where he met his

wife Chantalle, a stripper ofSlovenian origin but born in, ofall places, Switzerland.

CHANTALLE:

Take eet off, Bra-had! Eet erts!

BRAD:

Shut up, b*tch.

CHANTALLE:

You beetch, you focking douche-abag-

a!

Donnie can’t help but start laughing at this.

DONNIE:

Take eet off! Take eet off!

Brad seethes at this but keeps taping...

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INT. BEACH HOUSE - SOUTH HAMPTON - BEDROOM - LATER 159

(SUMMER ‘95)

Chantalle is completely taped up, a cash-covered mummy.

Jordan looks on with Brad, Donnie and now Naomi. 90% of

the cash is still on the bed.

JORDAN:

Well, this is f***ed.

NAOMI:

It’s gonna take her like fiftytrips.

BRAD:

We’ll get her parents to tape up

too. They got Swiss passports.

Plus her brother and his wife.

Five people, six-seven trips?

JORDAN:

How much’ll they want for it?

BRAD:

I dunno, not much. F***, they’dprobably do it just for the miles.

DONNIE:

What about my money?

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BRAD:

What?

DONNIE:

My money. I got a few mil of myown I wanna move. I’ll call you,

you can come pick it up.

BRAD:

(takes offense toDonnie’s

presumption)

You’ll “call” me.

DONNIE:

(what part don’t youunderstand?)

And you can come “pick it up.”

Brad asks Jordan if they can speak in private.

MOMENTS LATER, IN PRIVATE: Jordan joins Brad.

JORDAN:

What’s wrong?

BRAD:

Don’t make me deal with this

fucknut, okay?

JORDAN:

Donnie? He’s just high is all.

BRAD:

I dunno if he’s stupid or a junkiebut he’s a loose f***in’ cannon.

I don’t trust him and I don’t want

him around me.

JORDAN:

Jesus. I thought he was your best

customer.

BRAD:

I only sell to him cuz he’s yourfriend.

JORDAN:

Can you just do one trip for him?

Brad stews. It’s asking a lot.

BRAD:

I’ll meet him but I won’t pick up.

I have a limit of how much of that

douchebag I can take.

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DONNIE:

I can hear you, motherf***er!

Donnie emerges from where he’s been eavesdropping.

DONNIE (CONT’D)

I’m a douchebag?!! Well, whose

f***ing idea was it made us allthis money?!! Who f***ing knewSteve Madden?!! This douchebag!!

So go f*** yourself a little!

Brad slaps Donnie so hard across the face he goes down.

JORDAN (V.O.)

The next day, Aunt Emma flew toGeneva, two million in cash in her

carry-on.

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160 INT. GENEVA AIRPORT - DAY (SUMMER ‘95) 160

Wheeling a small carry-on suitcase, Aunt Emma smiles at aCUSTOMS AGENT, who waves her through.

JORDAN (V.O.)

Which in the big picture was adrop in the Swiss bucket -TIME

CUT:

160aA On another day, Chantalle and her family (PARENTS,

BROTHER, his WIFE) pass through Customs, “on vacation.”

160aA

JORDAN (V.O.)

-- because the following month,

over the course of six round-

trips, Chantalle and her familysmuggled in over twenty millionwithout even a hiccup.

160A INT. BANQUE REAL DE GENEVE - PRIVATE ROOM - DAY

(SUMMER ‘95)

160A

With a cash-filled suitcase on the table, Chantalle

remembers a last fold of cash hidden inside her skirt’s

lining. She laughs with Saurel.

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170D

EXT. STRIP MALL - PARKING LOT - LONG ISLAND - DAY 170D

(LATE SUMMER ‘95)

Brad waits by his Range Rover as Donnie’s Rolls careensinto the lot. He emerges, briefcase in hand.

DONNIE:

Fu Manchu! Kung fu!

Donnie starts doing spastic karate moves. Is he high?

Sure looks like it. Brad looks pissed, and Donnie startslaughing. Actually he’s dead sober.

DONNIE (CONT’D)

I’m just f***ing with you, man.

Jesus, the look on your face.

(Brad isn’t laughing)

Hey, sorry if I got outta line theother day, I was just, that wasthe drugs talking...

BRAD:

S’cool, just... gimme the case.

DONNIE:

(he doesn’t)

You know, I always kinda regrettedyou didn’t come to work with us atStratton. It’d be so cool havingyou around, man.

BRAD:

(growing impatient)

Yeah, well...

DONNIE:

You’d be one of us, we’d go out-

partying together, you wouldn’thave to dress like a mall rat

guinea prison b*tch all the time.

Donnie grins, obviously still smarting from Brad’s slap.

Brad just wants to take the money and be done.

BRAD:

Give me the money.

A DISTANCE AWAY, a COP in a patrol car notices Bradgesturing to Donnie for his briefcase. He nudges hispartner: check this out.

DONNIE:

Can I come over and help tape thisto your wife? “Eez so fockingsteeky! Take eet off, Bra-hod!”

Brad composes himself, lest he kill the guy.

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BRAD:

I’m gonna give you a pass.

You’re what?

DONNIE:

BRAD:

I’m gonna give you a pass.

DONNIE:

You’re gonna give me a pass?

Yes.

BRAD:

Just gimme the money.

DONNIE:

You’re gonna give me a pass?

Okay...

(offers the case)

Why don’t you stick your pass upyour Slavic c*nt’s p*ssy.

That does it. Brad attacks. Donnie throws the case at

him, which opens on impact, money spilling out. Brad

instinctively tries to contain it... and that’s when thePOLICE SIRENS start. Here comes the patrol car.

Sh*t!

BRAD:

Donnie bolts. With no time to get to his car, Brad takesoff on foot, bleeding briefcase in hand, toward a videostore where he stashes his .38 in the return box.

Freeze!

POLICE:

Don’t move!

Brad drops to his knees, briefcase at his feet. From a

distance, Donnie peers around a corner to watch him getarrested, knowing he f***ed this up.

170E SCENES 170E - 178 OMITTED 170E

178A INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - DONNIE’S OFFICE - DAY

(LATE SUMMER ‘95)

178A*

*

Donnie is seated at his desk, freaking out and trying tofigure out what to do. He exits.

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179 INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - JORDAN’S OFFICE - DAY

(LATE SUMMER ‘95)

179

With a flourish, Donnie presents a bottle full of ludes. *

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DONNIE:

Jord, do I have a surprise foryou. Twenty real lemons! A retiredpharmacist friend of mine’s beensitting on these the last 15

years.

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JORDAN:

You f***ing serious?!

CLOSE ON -- a Lemmon 714 Quaalude; pure white, withtrademark ridged edges.

JORDAN (V.O.) (CONT’D)

The Lemmon 714 was the Holy Grailof Quaaludes, outlawed since the

‘80s and three times as powerfulas anything available today. For

a Quaalude addict, it was like

finding a 1952 Chateau Margaux.

CLOSE ON -- Donnie gauging Jordan’s excitement, waitingfor the right moment to admit his f***-up.

DONNIE(V.O.)

I’d been saving these for aspecial occasion, like a birthdayor celebrating our money being outof the country. Instead I thoughtI’d better use ‘em to help breakthe news about Brad.

180 INT. JORDAN’S ESTATE - MASTER BATHROOM - DAY

(LATE SUMMER ‘95)

180

In his underwear, Jordan kneels over the toilet, stickinghis fingers down his throat to make himself vomit.

JORDAN (V.O.)

That night I cleared my scheduleand rid my body of anything thatcould f*** with my high. It was

celebration time.

He takes a box off the counter marked “Active Enema”.

He squats and administers it...

181 INT. JORDAN’S ESTATE - BASEMENT - NIGHT (LATE SUMMER ‘95) 181

Massive, with a wet bar, media center and full gym.

Giddy as kids on Christmas, Jordan and Donnie sit on thecouch, the bottle of Lemmons before them.

JORDAN:

Start with one, see how it goes?

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