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for 24 years.

I gave him my word!

It's all about bucks, kid.

The rest is conversation.

Buddy, you'll still

be president.

When the time comes,

you'll parachute out

a rich man.

With the money you'll make,

your dad won't

have to work anymore.

When does it all end?

How much is enough?

It's not a question

of enough, pal.

It's a zero sum game.

Somebody wins,

somebody loses.

Money itself

isn't lost or made,

it's simply transferred

from one perception

to another,

like magic.

This painting here,

I bought it 10 years ago

for $60,000.

I could sell it today for 600.

The illusion

has become real.

The more real it becomes,

the more desperate

they want it.

Capitalism at its finest.

How much is enough, Gordon?

The richest 1%

of this country

owns 1/2

our country's wealth,

$5 trillion.

comes from hard work.

from inheritance,

interest

on interest accumulating

to widows and idiot sons,

and what I do...

stock and real estate

speculation.

It's bullshit.

You got 90%

of the American public

out there

with little or no net worth.

I create nothing.

I own.

We make the rules, pal.

The news, war,

peace, famine, upheaval,

The price of a paper clip.

We pick that rabbit

out of that hat

while everybody wonders

how the hell we did it.

You're not naive

enough to think

we're living in a democracy,

are you, Buddy?

It's the free market.

You're part of it.

Yeah, you got

that killer instinct.

Stick around, pal.

I still got a lot

to teach you.

Obviously.

I was going to tell you about it,

all right?

We'll have dinner tonight.

You bring Darien.

I can't make it tonight.

Hey, Buddy...

are you with me?

I need to know

if you're with me.

I'm with you, Gordon.

Natalie, I'll be right there.

Yeah.

Ollie, tell them

I want zip-locked mouths

on the Bluestar deal,

or I'll personally rip out

their f***in' throats.

Bud.

What's going on?

I've been played

like a grand piano

by the master,

Gekko the great.

Today was the big crash.

Liquidation sale.

He's going to carve Bluestar

into little pieces

and sell it all off.

Bastard.

I'm sorry.

I was afraid something like this

could happen.

I handed it to him

on a silver platter.

I told my father,

those people...

Bud, it's not your fault,

and it's not your decision.

I won't let it happen.

Don't cross Gordon.

He'll crush you.

If Gordon doesn't

buy Bluestar,

someone else will,

and who's to say they won't

do the same thing?

At least I won't be

pulling the trigger.

Why are you doing this?

You've worked hard

to get where you are.

We're so close.

You don't want to

throw it all away.

Look, I can stay with the firm,

and you're doing fine.

We can survive

without Gordon Gekko.

I'm not looking

to just survive.

I've been doing that

all my life.

Cut this self-pity crap, Bud.

What the hell's

that supposed to mean?

It means if you make an enemy

of Gordon Gekko,

I can't be there

to stand by you.

Oh, yeah?

Do you really mean that?

What did he promise you?

Take you public?

I guess without Gordon's money

and seal of approval

I'm not such

a hot investment anymore.

You're just the best

money can buy, Darien.

You're not exactly pure, Bud.

You went after Gekko

like you went after me.

Look in the mirror...

I'm looking,

and I sure don't like what I see.

Fair enough,

but it's not that simple, Bud.

When I was down

and had nothing,

it was Gordon

who helped me.

He got me all my clients,

you among them.

He can take them away from me

like that.

You may find out

one day

that when you've had

money and lost it,

it's worse than never having

it at all.

That is bullshit!

Hey! Hey!

You step out that door,

and I am changing the locks!

You may not

believe this, Bud,

but I really do

care for you.

We would have made

a good team.

I'm sorry.

Get the f***

out of here.

The market

is dead right now.

Even the rich

are bitchin'.

Only thing moving is the termites

and cockroaches.

With my commission...

Save the rap.

Just sell the f***er fast.

There he is.

Where you been

the last two days?

Call my father.

Your father, he's, um...

He had a heart attack.

He's all right.

He's at St. John's.

Mom, how is he?

He was complaining

about chest pains at work.

Next thing they know,

he's collapsed.

You got to talk to him.

He's a tough old nut,

your dad.

He's got

another 20 years.

Is he conscious?

Hiya, dad.

You're looking

younger every day.

Didn't I tell you never to lift a 747

by yourself?

You even got me

smoking now.

It's your second

heart attack, Dad.

You're pushing your luck.

I hope you know that.

I guess I never told you...

but I love you, dad.

I love you so much.

I'm sorry

about the things I said.

You're the only

honest man I know...

the best.

I got a plan, dad.

I can save the airline.

You got no reason

to believe me,

but you have to

trust me.

I need to speak

to the union members.

Can I speak for you?

Your words, not mine.

O.K.

Thank you.

I got to go.

I'm proud of you.

Thanks.

The stock's at 191/4,

and it's going up.

Gekko figures

by breaking up Bluestar,

it's worth at least

$30 a share.

He'll buy up to 24

and think he's profiting.

How do you know it'll go up?

I have some friends.

O.K. What happens now?

When it hits 23,

go to Gekko, lower the boom.

When he learns he has no union

concessions, he'll sell everything.

What's to prevent

some other shark

from devouring us?

We have an appointment

to see Mr. Wildman.

Sir Lawrence...

can I call you Larry?

What about

owning Bluestar Airlines

with union concessions

at $18 a share,

and in the process

hanging Gordon Gekko

out in the wind to twist?

I might be

very interested.

Why you, mate?

What are you doing

mixed up with Gekko?

Let's just say

me and Mr. Gekko

have a serious

conflict of interest.

We all want to see

this airline work.

These figures show

that it can.

You're prepared to take

these large salary cuts?

We are,

but we want a contract agreement

that's ironclad.

If you buy it,

you can't break it up.

I'm still listening.

Hi.

Oh, hi.

You get the hell

out of my office.

I've been a schmuck.

I want to apologize.

You've been

a real schmuck lately.

Go thou

and sin no more.

I want to

make it up to you.

Bluestar.

Put all your clients

in it.

O.K., Buddy, Buddy.

We are back in business

on Bluestar.

Bluestar, Mr. Mannheim.

Put all your clients

in it.

It's going to move.

I don't know where you get

your information,

but I don't like it.

Money makes you do things

you don't want to do.

It's a quick scalp

for you.

at 191/2.

The Chronicle's on 7.

Hold, Marty.

Listen, Blue Horseshoe

loves Bluestar Airlines,

Got it?

Got it.

Right.

Marty, you still there?

Bluestar's in play.

Let's check it out.

I do love it so.

It's 215/8.

I don't know

what to make of it.

The word is out, pal.

Your union buddies

are talking.

You get me in

at a 45-degree angle,

all the way in.

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