Of all the people at J.T. Marlin, you picked this kid, Davis. Why?
'Cause he's perfect. He's new, so his loyalties don't run too deep.
He also seems to be the smartest of this last group of trainees.
The rest of them are fuckin' idiots compared to this kid.
He used to run a full-time casino out of his house in Queens.
Now he just picks up the checks. He'll turn state's, no question.
How are you gonna get to him?
We started surveillance. We'll get to him.
Hey, Jeff!
Hey, Jeff, get up here!
What's goin' on?
One week I can understand, but it's approaching five weeks now...
and the profits are down 40% since the last week I was here full-time.
I'm not you. I'm not gonna fuckin' kill myself for half the profit.
You get to come in here and just pick up your fuckin' money, and it sucks.
What?
Hey! Hey, you know what? This is my business.
You used to make ten dollars an hour.
Now you're making 1,000 a week, and you're still not happy?
- What the fuck is going on? - Nothin'. You can check the tapes.
For what? I didn't say anything. Are you skimming?
No! No, I'm not skimming, all right?
I can't handle a 24-hour gig all by myself.
This isn't fuckin' Denny's.
You know? I'm tryin' to finish school here, man.
All right. All right, so... Look, why don't you do this?
Why don't you take on another partner...
and you can split your share with him, which I'll up to 65%...
and then you can go to school during the day and work at night.
I'm already doin' that.
- You are? - Yeah.
I took Dave on last month.
And you still can't fuckin' handle it?
- It's a lot of work. - Fuck!
Fuck.
All right, that's it. It's over.
I'm shutting it down.
And get those kids out of my fuckin'house.
By delaying, you simply restrict my ability to do my job.
Am I? I'm not trying to...
Look, I didn't get to where I am today by losing my clients' money.
Put your confidence in myself and J.T. Marlin...
and I'm telling you, we'll never have to ask for it again.
Put your confidence in myself and J.T. Marlin...
and I'm telling you, you will never have to ask for it again.
Okay, let's do this.
Great. I'm gonna pass you on to my secretary.
You call me when the stock doubles, all right?
Sheryl, make it so, baby!
All right. So I got into it.
Do you know how good it feels to close someone?
To sell someone? It's amazing.
- What's goin' on? - Seth just closed a guy for ten large.
- Amazing. - Do you see what...
You're one of us now.
You popped your cherry!
- Hey, Seth, come here a second. - Yeah. Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
- I just closed a huge account for you. - Come here.
What are you doing? Get away from me.
What the fuck are you doing?
- What is this? Huh? - What?
Who told you you could close your own accounts?
- What? - You violated an S.E.C. regulation.
You're a fucking trainee.
You know, I just figured I'd take the initiative...
and, you know, make you some money.
Greg, I was standing right next to him the whole time.
I would've stepped right in if the kid would have gotten in trouble.
You got a cannoli you can stick in your mouth?
No, you got a menorah you can shove in your ass?
Fuck him. Come on.
I don't even give a fuck about the money, okay?
Do you know what would happen...
if every trainee started handling their own recos?
- The shop would be closed in a week. - Is this about something else?
What would that be?
Great.
Don't you have to go answer the phones or something?
You know what? Fuck it. We'll deal with this later.
Don't tell me that's why I'm not hitting it anymore.
Oh, honey, you were never hitting it...
and he's not the reason, Greg.
You are.
Jesus Christ, they're all the same.
- What's the same? - Oh, my God.
You scared me.
I'm sorry.
How long have you been standing there?
I just walked up. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you.
No, no, that's all right. Interesting reading?
This? No, this is just the prospectus...
from the last I.P.O. the firm put out.
I know what it is. I was just asking if you thought it was interesting.
You know, you might be the first person to read a J.T. prospectus.
Really?
Yeah. So, what are you looking for?
I'm just looking for some chocolate love.
You know what? Would you like me to practice my pitch?
- 'Cause I know it turns you on. - Oh, God.
You know, I saw John Feiner...
shredding a bunch of documents the other day.
You don't think that's weird?
You say you like the hard sell and the money.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
And then you question it the minute you see something a bit off.
No, I'm serious. Either you need to admit to yourself...
that it's not charity work and enjoy it, or get out.
But you cannot keep going back and forth like this. It's ridiculous.
Can you buy a bigger bed when you get some money, please?
How big is your bed? Bigger than this one.
You have a huge bed?
- Hello? - Hi, Harry. Seth Davis at J. T. Marlin.
- How are you doing this morning? - Fine, thanks.
You got a call from an associate last month.
I wanted to know if you enjoyed the information we sent you.
What information?
If you get as much mail as I do, you probably brushed it aside.
But more importantly, we made a commitment to get back to you.
Listen, I'm presenting you with an investment opportunity...
that I think you'll find interesting.
I'm not in the market for that.
Tell me, Harry, are you married or are you happy?
Actually, I've been married for ten years.
Oh, yeah? That's great. Yeah, six years for me.
So, listen. Are you playing the market at all?
I don't know about playing. I do own some blue chips.
They were actually wedding gifts from friends.
Listen, we have an explosive situation going on right now.
A pharmaceutical company, Farrow Tech...
has a drug called Parattin in the third stage of F.D.A. approval.
- What's it do? - That's a good question.
That's a very good question, and this is the best part.
It helps premature babies develop properly.
- That sounds like a good drug. - It is. It is.
So, those blue chips you own, what have they done since you got married?
- Not that much, really. - We deal in stocks that really move.
Oh, yeah. They really move.
I'd love to show you what I mean, and I can do so on a small investment.
I really can't buy anything right now.
My wife and I are getting ready to buy a house this month...
and we're trying to save every last penny.
Look, I don't care how much stock you pick up.
I just want you to test me out.
I want you to judge me on the percentages I show you.
I show you 30 or 40%, no matter how big or small your position is...
you're gonna get excited about my next idea, right?
- Yeah. - You'd hand out my business cards.
Right? Do this: Pick up a hundred shares.
It's the absolute firm minimum. If I show you...
three or four points on the trade, it's not gonna make you rich.
On the same token, if the stock doesn't go anywhere...
you're not in front of your store with a cup in your hand.
- No, that's true. - Look, the truth of the matter is...
I could sell you more than 100 shares...
and feel completely comfortable about the trade.
But I'm asking you to start small just to prove what I can do for you.
All right. Let's try it.
Great. Should I send the confirmation to your business or your home?
I need to talk to my wife.
No, you don't need to do that. I'll call you right back.
- I'm goin' to lunch in five minutes. - I need to talk to her first.
- Harry, you're at work, aren't you? - Yeah.
What do you do for a living?
I'm a purchasing manager at a gourmet foods company.
- Does yourjob involve decisions? - Of course.
When you're making decisions, do you call your wife and ask her what to do?
Of course not. But that's a little different.
How is that different? It's your money. You earned it.
All you're doing is investing it. I'm not selling crack here.
She's only gonna be happy...
when she sees that you made a wise investment for the family.
Just think of the flip side. When your wife does the shopping...
does she call you to find out if she can use a coupon for Cap'n Crunch?
- Now, come on. That's not being fair. - No, I know.
Look, Harry. I'm just trying to make a point here.
Look, we're not talking about a lot of money here.
Just think what she'll say when you bring home a big fat check...
because you had the foresight to see a good thing coming.
- All right. Let's try it. - Good man, Harry.
You made a great decision, all right?
Hold on a second. Do it.
Hello?
- Yo. - Hey, what's up?
You passed the Series Seven. Decide where we're celebrating tonight.
I was thinking that we should go to the city tonight...
'cause we're always drinking at those shitty local bars.
I think we should go to a decent bar with some decent poo-poo.
If I have to look at one more housewife smoking a Newport...
I think I'm gonna puke.
Let me round up the guys. We'll come pick you up.
- All right. - You got it.
Okay, bye.
This guy probably got more rooms in there than he's ever even been in.
Look at it. It's fuckin' huge.
Hey, Chris, why do you still live with your mother?
What do you mean?
Do you ever wonder how we make the rips that we do?
How is it that we make rips that pay out...
more than any other major firm?
You're kidding me, right?
That's the wrong...
That's the wrong question to be asking.
- Why? - The only thing to worry about...
is how you're gonna get laid tonight.
No, I'm serious.
Don't you know that S.E.C. regulations state...
that the maximum rip allowed is five percent of the sale...
and we're making, like, four times that?
You just passed your Series Seven; now you're an inspector or something?
- Aren't you happy with things? - Yeah, of course.
No, I'm just curious. You're not curious?
Not at all. I like being a millionaire.
And you will too, believe me.
- What's up? - You need help?
- With what? - Getting into the fuckin' child's seat.
Come on. Shotgun.
Why did the feminist cross the road?
To suck my fuckin' cock.
- That's funny. - Damn straight.
- Order me another one. - Who U.A.T.'d this beer for me?
- I did. What's up? - I hate it. Send the shit back.
- What's a U.A.T.? - Unauthorized trade.
Seth, anything killing you yet?
All right, yeah. You know what I fuckin' hate?
Is getting past the secretaries. It doesn't matter if you're a broker.
It's still a sales call, and they fuckin' know that.
- One day I'm gonna open a firm. - Hold on a second.
You're opening things now?
Kid just passed his test; now he knows everything.
What's wrong with you? You haven't even popped your cherry yet.
Hey, whatever. Let's toast the slut. Here you go.
Bring it up for the kid. Highest Series Seven score this month.
Big swinging dick, enjoy it while it lasts.
Do you guys think you could just try and keep it down some?
You guys are at a ten. We could use you at a two.
- You got to be kidding me. - I'm sorry about that.
Why don't you just concentrate on your food instead of us, all right?
What are you guys eating? A tube steak smothered in underwear?
Hey, great outfits.
You guys coming from a city council meeting...
or are you trying to get lucky with the bridge-and-tunnel crowd?
You tell 'em, girl.
You know what they should do with you guys?
They should throw all of you on a fucking island somewhere.
- Oh, yeah. Hey, guess what. - What?
You're on it.
He got a point.
Way to go, girl.
Here you go.
You take it.
Hey, Harry, who's J.T. Marlin?
I forgot to tell you. I bought a little bit of stock.
What'd you buy?
It's this pharmaceutical company. It's poised for a big jump.
They make a new drug that helps...
premature babies survive the first three months.
That's great. Yeah, that's great.
- So how much did you buy? - Nothing crazy. Just 100 shares.
- At what price? - Eight dollars. It's okay. Relax.
Okay. So, how'd you even know who to call?
- Actually, he called me. - Who did?
Seth Davis, the broker.
He's a really great guy. He's a family man, actually.
How did he get your name?
- I have no idea. - Doesn't that worry you?
It's just... It's okay. Relax, all right?
- Okay. - It's a small investment.
And I'm just testing this guy out.
If he doesn't show us any gains, I won't do business with him again.
Okay.
I don't know why the hell I walked in there.
Things were going well for me.
I had passed the Series Seven and was closing my 40 accounts for Greg.
I didn't wanna go in. I really didn't.
But part of me had to know what Michael was doing in there the week before.
And why would they be walking into the building next door?
The place was empty.
I should've just let it go.
- Do we have parking? - Again? Why?
I want the garage.
Do we have the same security guy or what?
- Are these hooked up? - Yeah. All that stuff.
If the heat comes and we have to jump, how long will it take to move the firm?
- Under two hours, literally. - Everything.
- They'll can make calls that afternoon. - Okay.
All right. I gotta get back to that phone call, but...
My first thought was that we were moving to nicer offices.
Nice thought.
I came to realize it was a quick out for Michael if things got out of hand.
Miss Halprin. Special Agent Drew, F.B.I. This is Agent Etkin.
We'd like to talk to you about your relationship with Seth Davis...
and about your mother's health.
Didn't take me long to close the 40 accounts.
I was closing five a day, sometimes six. Just killing it.
Greg certainly didn't make it easy, though.
But I was focused.
I was about to start making the serious dough.
I was about to be on my own.
All right. At the house.
My first whale. My first account. My book, baby.
Seth, I hate to bust in on your little victory speech...
but that's your 40th account.
I'm out of the junior broker program. I don't work for you no more.
That's true. You're out, but that account's mine.
What? Fuck that. No, I keep the 40th.
- No, you don't. - What?
Wait a minute. Is this about Abby?
Are you that fucking bitter?
I made a lot of money for you in the past three months.
More than any other trainee.
You're not listening to me, all right? I couldn't do it if I wanted to.
What... Rules are rules, man.
Oh, man!
Don't be a dick. You know you can bend the rules.
I gave each one of my guys their 40th. Come on.
Do me a favor. Shut your fucking mouth. Okay? I'm not talking to you.
You know what? Fuck you. Fuck you!
You're on my team. You understand that?
I am not on yours.
Don't you ever forget that, bitch.
How's everybody doing?
I wanted to congratulate you all on a huge month.
For any of you not yet convinced...
these were the top dogs of the month: Jim Young, $280,000;
Chris Varick, $205,000;
and Greg Weinstein, $190,000.
This month's gonna be bigger.
It's actually gonna be the biggest month we ever had.
I got a new issue I wanna talk to you about. Okay?
It's called Med Patent.
They just designed the world's first retractable syringe.
That means that nurses and doctors will never again...
have to worry about infection from dirty needles.
This is not going to be an alternative in the medical world.
This is gonna be the standard.
We all know that we're here to make money.
But if we can do something good like this, it's all the better.
So I want you to go out...
and buy yourselves a new car.
Go buy yourself a house. Go into debt.
You are gonna make a million dollars inside of six months.
Now onto matters of recreation. We're gonna take a class trip tonight.
So call your moms and tell them not to wait up!
We're players now, boys! Let's celebrate! Salute!
What's wrong?
Nothin'.
Seth, I know you.
Just work.
It's your father, isn't it?
No, no, everything's great with my dad.
He's taking me out to lunch next week on his request.
- Do you know how happy that makes me? - I do.
You know... I mean, it's all based on this job...
this very legitimate, respectable job...
that he can tell his friends about during the Yom Kippur appeal.
But I'll take it. I mean...
Oh, fuck.
I'm so fuckin' close.
You know? And I'm fucking it up.
I mean, l...
How are you fucking it up?
I went to the Med Patent office this morning, and there isn't one.
It's cardboard. There's nothing.
There's no employees.
There's no research and development. Nothing.
I found out how Michael's making his money.
We're selling stock for companies that don't exist.
- Do you know what bridge financing is? - No.
Basically, it's a way to raise capital...
for a company that's trying to go public.
They get money from outside investors.
They're the bridge. And it's perfectly legal...
as long as there's no connection between the investors and the firm.
But Michael's fronting his friends as the investors on every I.P.O. we do.
So that's why all the names on the contracts are the same.
Right. Then he has us push it all on the open market.
We're basically selling Michael's shares.
That's where the two-dollar rips come in.
He can pay us that much, and it's worth it for him...
because he depends on us to literally create the market for him.
There's no other firm selling this shit. It's all artificial demand.
As soon as we sell off his position...
there's no need to maintain the inflated price anymore.
- We stop pushing it, and then... - And then it crashes.
Right.
But, I mean, how does that really affect me?
I'm just selling stock. There's nothing wrong with that.
So I know now how Michael makes his own money.
And I know that I'm not working at Goldman Sachs...
but we already know that.
So how does this really change anything?
I don't know, Seth. You tell me.
What?
J.T. Marlin. How may I direct your call?
I think I'll just talk to you.
Why are you calling me here?
Time's running out, Abby. I need to know what he's doing.
You know what? I'm getting a little bit tired of this.
I don't even know why I talked to you. You have nothing on me.
I'm gonna hang up this phone now.
You're putting all the deals through.
Your signature's on every sell ticket. So go ahead, hang up.
We'll send a car over for you this afternoon.
Goddamn it, you fuckin' guys!
I'm gonna keep this short, okay?
You passed your Sevens over a month ago.
Seth's the only one that's opened 40 accounts for his team leader.
When I was a junior broker, I did it in 26 days. Okay?
You're not sending out press packets anymore.
None of this " Debbie the Time-Life operator" bullshit.
So get on the phones! It's time to get to work!
Get off your ass! Move around! Motion creates emotion!
I remember one time I had this guy call me up, wanted to pitch me.
Right? Wanted to sell me stock, so I let him.
I got every fuckin' rebuttal out of this guy.
Kept him on the phone for an hour and half.
Towards the end, I asked him questions like, "What's the firm minimum?"
That's a buying question. Right there, that guy's gotta take me down.
It's not like "What's your 800 number?" That's a fuck-off question.
I was giving him a run, and he blew it.
To a question like, "What is the firm minimum?"
The answer is zero.
You don't like the idea; don't pick up a single share.
But this putz is telling me, you know, "Uh, 100 shares."
Wrong answer! No!
You have to be closing all the time!
And be aggressive. Learn how to push.
Talk to 'em. Ask 'em questions.
Ask 'em rhetorical questions. It doesn't matter.
Anything. Just get a "yes" out of 'em.
"If you're drowning and I throw a life jacket, would you grab it?" " Yes!"
"Good. Pick up 200 shares. I won't let you down."
Ask 'em how they'd like to see 30, 40% returns.
What are they gonna say? "No"? "Fuck you"?
"I don't wanna see those returns"? Stop laughing. It's not funny.
If you can't learn to close, you better start thinking about another career.
And I am deadly serious about that. Dead fuckin' serious!
And have your rebuttals ready.
A guy says, "Call me tomorrow"? Bullshit!
Somebody tells you they got money problems buying 200 shares is lying.
You know what I say to that?
I say, " Look, man. Tell me you don't like my firm.
Tell me you don't like my idea. Tell me you don't like my necktie.
But don't tell me you can't put together 2,500 bucks."
And there is no such thing as a no-sale call.
A sale is made on every call you make.
Either you sell the client some stock, or he sells you on a reason he can't.
Either way, a sale is made.
The only question is, "Who's gonna close?" You or him?
And be relentless. That's it. I'm done.
When I say this man was a loser, I was saying to myself...
"What are you doing getting involved with a divorc�?"
It didn't work the first time, it won't work the second. That's your phone.
- I should let you go. I'll scoot. - Yes?
- Hi, Harry. How you doing? - Seth, did you get my calls?
Yeah, I'm sorry. It's just been crazy around here.
What's happening with Farrow Tech? It's down five points.
I think we should...
- I wanna sell it. - You wanna sell now? The stock's down.
You don't make money buying high and selling low.
So what's going on? Tell me why we shouldn't get out now.
All right. Here's the deal.
I told you things would happen in 60 days. It's only been 20 so far.
The situation here is explosive, and I wanted to get you involved.
I've been busy gathering information. The stock's down for tech reasons.
It just came off the restricted list, but it's still the same company.
As a matter of fact, Farrow's been doing nothing but signing more contracts.
- It's looking like our next big one. - Guys, listen up.
Harry, I'm sorry. Can you hold on a second?
Hey! Shut the fuck up!
I just got word from Michael.
The rip on Farrow Tech is now three dollars.
Harry, listen to this.
Jesus Christ. What's going on over there?
See what I'm saying? People know! The whole place is going nuts.
It's already up a point, and it just came off the restricted list.
I'm advising all my clients to get in on this, and heavy.
You get the same stock we picked up at eight, only now it's at four.
- When it was at 8, I said it'd go to 20. - Yes, you did.
It's still going there, probably higher. This doesn't change anything...
except you're making more money than you did before.
I liked it at eight. I love it at four. It's an average down for you.
- A what? - It's called dollar-cost averaging.
If you own 100 shares at 10 dollars, and you pick up another 100 at 5...
that's 200 shares at 7.50 a share.
If I get you involved at 10, I take you out at 15...
how many points did I make you?
- Five. - Exactly. But at seven and a half...
if I take you out at 15, that's 71/2 points.
- That's better, isn't it? - Yeah, but l...
Let me close the door to my office. One second.
I also have a bullet on it. A few days ago, Dan Dorfman on CNBC...
put a heavy buy recommendation on Farrow Tech.
Listen to me. I just called a broker friend at another firm...
and had him pick me up 50,000 shares under my sister-in-law's name.
I'm gonna put all my kids through college with this stock.
I have 1,000 more calls to make.
I have to call every one of my clients and give 'em the same opportunity.
You remember when we first spoke? I told you that this firm...
only has six or seven great ideas a year?
Well, this is one of those ideas.
I remember you saying something about wanting to buy a house, right?
Yeah.
How'd you like to pay for it tomorrow in cash?
- Are you serious? - Serious as cancer.
Okay, all I have is...
the 50,000 from our savings account.
Seth, you got a call on line three.
Look, that's my secretary. I have to go.
What's it gonna be, Harry?
This kid is really good.
God, he's gonna go down hard.
You think I wanna live in this apartment the rest of my life?
Sometimes I wonder.
I'm the one that got the raise. Try and remember that.
- I'm the one that goes out every day... - You can't keep using that.
I've told you a million times that I will get a job.
But you forbid it, then you use it against me.
We'll buy the house!
With what? That was our savings, remember?
The stock's gonna go up! Seth promised!
No, get out of it. Sell it all tomorrow morning.
I spoke to Howard Goldberg over at Prudential.
You lied again, you unbelievable piece of shit.
You lied to all of us.
He told me about J.T. Marlin.
It's a chop shop, Seth.
You've been selling their shit all this time.
How many people have you fucked over? Tell me. How many?
All that bullshit about them...
wanting you to know how the business works.
The great training program, remember?
All the profits you made for your customers?
Did you do anything for them? Did you make them any money at all?
Oh, God. I'm done with you, Seth. This is it. I've had it.
I don't wanna see you again.
I don't want you to come to the house. I don't want you to call.
This is worse than the casino. You've been stealing.
Look at me.
You're destroying people's lives.
I'm telling you, he's about to make a move.
No! I can't afford to leave him out there any longer.
This girlfriend of his may have already tipped him off.
- He could run at any time. - She hasn't, sir.
How could you possibly know that?
And if you're right and she's so loyal to you...
then why hasn't she given us any information yet?
I want Davis brought in by the end of the week. Period.
There'll be a lot of heat coming down 'cause of what Farrow Tech did.
So be smart on the phone. Calm people down.
The stocks dropped 86% from yesterday's close.
I don't want people dumping their shares, understand?
Isaac, I got a Mr. Klastow. He's super hot.
Fuck! I gotta deal with this guy now?
You wanna transfer your account out? Go ahead.
You're gonna transfer to some broker who doesn't owe you shit.
I'm sorry we couldn't foresee this when we first came to you with the stock.
I lost you $60,000.
There is no one who wants to make that money back for you more than I.
When's the last time you closed something?
You couldn't close a fuckin' window, you moron!
What the fuck is this? What is this?
You think I'm gonna sign a sell ticket for you?
What'd I just say?
Get him back on the phone and explain the situation to him.
Get on the phone! No one is gonna unload today, you hear me? No one.
You're a mutt.
Seth, I've got a Harry Reynard on the phone.
Yeah, put him through.
- Hi, Harry. I was gonna call you. - I want my money back.
- Look, Harry, - I know you're pissed.
We had a setback, but don't worry. It's become a gold stock.
I plan to bring you eight or nine points over the course of this year.
People are talking about it like it's the next Microsoft.
Listen, I'm in a heap of trouble here. I need that money back.
It was supposed to be a down payment for a house for my family...
and now we're gonna lose the house.
- It's gonna rebound. - Seth, I need the money back!
I'm sorry, Harry. I can't do that.
Please, Seth, I need the money back!
I have to go.
Hello? Hello?
If he calls back, I'm not here.
J.T. Marlin.
- Seth Davis. - May I ask who's calling?
- It's Harry Reynard. - He just stepped out for a meeting.
Oh, God! Damn it!
I wish my dad could've stepped into the casino just once.
He would've had to be impressed.
Four employees, an organized payroll, huge client list.
It's funny looking back. The illegal business I was running...
was the most legitimate thing I had going.
I looked my customers in the eye and provided a service they wanted.
Now, I don't even look at my customers...
and I push them something they never asked for.
What are you doing here, Seth?
I thought I told you I didn't want to see you again.
I need to talk to you.
What is it?
I want out of the firm.
Great. Leave. I don't care what you do anymore.
I'll tell you this, your coming here is unacceptable to me.
- Do you want to cost me my judgeship? - No.
I can't have any connection to you.
I wanna get out of the firm like you told me to.
- I just need your help. - What do you need my help for?
You're getting out. Fine. Whatever.
I don't care if you stay there or not. Just get out of here!
I wanted to...
There was this investment that I wanted to tell you about.
Oh, Seth. Please. You've gotta be kidding me.
No... I mean, you can make a lot of money.
- Seth, you listen to me... - We could make a couple big trades...
that J.T. Marlin wants you to invest in...
and then when the next I.P.O. comes out...
No, stop. Are you asking me to go in on a stock scam with you?
What, are you out of your fucking mind? Are you nuts? Listen.
I think it's time for you to...
Do you remember this day?
Yes, of course. I bought you that bike.
Do you remember what happened about a month after that?
All right. What is it? What do you want from me?
Do you remember when I broke... when I broke my leg?
Yes, Seth, I remember you broke your leg.
What is it? You were hysterical! I had to get you to stop!
My fucking leg...
was broken.
I'm sorry... I'm sorry I couldn't...
get the job that you wanted me to have.
But... I mean... Who gives a shit?
'Cause I'm good at what I do, Dad.
I'm good at what I do!
And the casino... The casino was a fucking business...
and I ran it pretty fuckin' well, Dad!
- And to think that I closed it for you! - Wait, wait.
Wait. When did you close it?
And then I got this job 'cause I thought it was what you wanted me to be doing!
Seth, wait a second. When did you close it?
And I tried... I tried to make the changes that you wanted me to!
And I'm leaving J.T. now!
I'm just asking you for this one thing. Just this one thing, please!
Help your son!
I can't, Seth. I can't. I'm sorry.
What are you gonna do now?
I'm still gonna do it. I have a friend that'll go in with me.
If I do it right, I can take J.T. for at least 300 grand.
- My father can go to hell. - Seth, my mom.
- I'm sorry. - I don't think you should do it.
- I think you should just quit. - I told you...
I've invested too much time in this.
I have no more money coming in anymore...
because Jeff tanked my fucking gold mine.
I need this.
I could hook you up with my friend that works over at Smith Barney.
- I know you can get a job there. - Doing what? Ticket running?
You think coming from J.T. Marlin, they'll let me trade? No fuckin' way.
Why are you so against this? What do you care if I pull this off?
This is gonna be great for both of us.
Seth, I just have a bad feeling about all this.
- I gotta go. - Seth, I need to talk to you.
I've just got to figure something out.
I need to tell you something. Please don't walk out.
Abby, can you come in here for a second?
Yeah, Mom, one sec... Seth. Fuck.
Mommy, what's going on?
Okay. Get that. Let's go.
- Mom, where are we going? - Let's just go.
Yeah, I know.
You went too far this time.
Well, then, when you'd figured it out, you should've said something.
No, he certainly hasn't helped any.
But he loves you, Seth.
Do you know that?
It's important that you know that.
Line three.
- Seth Davis here. - Hi, Seth. How are you?
- Dad? - Yep.
Listen, can I change your mind about doing this I.P.O. scheme?
No, I'm sorry.
I've already gone in with somebody.
Well, then, I'm gonna help you out with this.
You're gonna do it with me?
No, Seth. You know I can't do that...
but at least I can make sure you don't get caught.
I know somebody over at Ellis Proud...
and they can talk to you about it.
So, why don't you come over to the house tomorrow night?
Thank you, Dad. I'm so glad you called.
Me too.
Okay, kiddo. Tomorrow night.
Okay.
So, do you wanna talk to me, or... I mean...
I don't know what to tell you.
Let's think about this whole thing. If you pull this I.P.O. deal off...
and I'm associated with you, what do you think will happen to me?
- But they can't prove anything. - Who says they have to?
I'm gonna lose my job unless I put some distance between us right now.
Who cares about that? I'm gonna take care of you.
Look, you are the one real thing in my life right now.
Get out of the car, please.
You are under arrest for violation of 26 S.E.C. and N.A.S.D. regulations.
What the hell is going on out here?
Seth, I'm gonna get you out of this.
- Just don't call my father. - Get back in the car, Abby.
Why is he here right now? He didn't do anything.
Seth, what the hell is going on?
- You've been talking to them about me. - Of course not!
- What is he doing here right now? - Seth, are you sure?
Of course I'm sure. I didn't say anything.
All right. That's it. I am out of here in three seconds...
unless you can charge me with something.
Can I change your mind about doing the I.P.O. scheme?
Well, then I'm gonna help you out. I know somebody over at Ellis Proud.
At least I can make sure you don't get caught.
Oh, my God.
So, what do you want from me?
I want you to testify.
- Well, what are you offering? - Full immunity.
- And what happens with my father? - He won't do any time.
Seth, I haven't done anything illegal.
So, what's the deal, then?
The deal is I lose my judgeship just going along for the ride.
- I have nothing to do with that. - What's that supposed to mean?
Are you gonna release the tape to the press?
Makes your case more glamorous with the involvement of a federal judge.
- No. No, no. No deal. - Why?
No, you take my father out the back, and you bring him home.
He has nothing to do with this case.
I swear to God, if he ends up in one newspaper, I do not testify.
And I mean that.
For me, it'd be worth going to jail for.
- You serious? - What do you think?
Before we get ahead of ourselves, just what are you offering?
I'm gonna hand you this case on a silver fucking platter.
I know everything you don't. I know how it all works.
I know how Michael makes his money.
I know how he hides it.
I know who he goes in with.
I even know where he moves if you guys get too close.
I know everything!
So tell me what happens now.
You go back to work tomorrow like nothing happened, for one day.
I need your client book and your whole "C" drive backed up onto floppy.
- And we have to hold you overnight. - Just a minute, please.
Please, I want a couple of moments alone with my son.
- I'm sorry... - David, let's give them a moment.
I am so sorry. I am so fuckin' sorry.
Seth, just let me speak.
When I came up to you behind that car...
it was the hardest thing I ever had to bear...
because all I wanted to do was make your pain disappear.
I don't even know how to describe the feeling.
I just want you to know one thing.
Not a day of my life has gone by that I don't think about that moment...
that I don't dream about being back there just to have one more chance.
I am more sorry than you will ever know.
You know that E! 's got that bathing suit thing going.
French Riviera. It's on tonight.
The guy was an idiot. He acted like he was from Staten Island. No...
Hi, you've reached the Reynards. Please leave a message.
Thanks. Have a nice day.
Hey, Harry. It's Seth Davis.
- Are you there? - Isaac, your mother on line three.
You know, about the way things went, I just...
I found a way to get your money back.
I just need you to call me back, all right?
George, get me a coffee. Thanks.
So call me.
What?
- Hi. - What's up?
- I want to talk to you about a client. - Yeah.
- His name is Harry Reynard. - I don't know him.
I think you should, because we're about to lose him.
He dropped $50,000 on Farrow Tech this week alone.
And you want to do what?
I want to keep him here.
I think that we should give him a chunk of the Med Patent I.P.O.
We don't hand out I.P.O. to somebody who had a bad day on the market.
Look, Michael, this guy is a fucking whale...
and he's gonna do an obscene amount of business with this firm.
- You're somehow sure of this. - Yeah, the guy completely trusts me.
He doesn't even need the money.
He owns the biggest foods company in Wisconsin.
He just wants to know we're gonna do right by him.
How many trades has he made?
Two.
But he made a second trade a week after I opened him.
Look, the guy's pretty fuckin' sour on Farrow Tech...
and he's gonna walk.
I just think we need to make him a little money on this next I.P. O...
and let him take it for a ride.
What did Greg say?
He's busy closing somebody. I didn't want to bother him.
Well, go get him.
Hey, Greg. Michael wants to see you.
I don't know what he told you, but I've had it with this shit.
This is a business, all right? He should be making calls...
not in here bitching about personal petty shit between me and him.
Seth was talking about giving Med Patent I.P.O. to Harry Reynard.
What... Are you fucking kidding me?
First of all, I don't even know this guy Reynard.
No way. He's totally unreliable. What are you doing?
Guy dropped 50 large on Farrow Tech this week.
That's great. But I have lots of clients who deserve I.P.O. more than this guy.
Clients who've been with me six months...
taken losses and continue to trade.
- And he's one of 'em, asshole. - You see what I'm dealing with here?
- What do you mean, "he's one of them"? - He's one of Greg's clients.
What?
I opened him when I was closing my 40 accounts for you.
I'm just his contact here. He's your client.
I'm not gonna make a dime off this trade.
No wonder the guy's pissed off.
His own broker doesn't even know he's a fuckin' client here.
Fine.
Give him 10,000 shares.
He just can't sell it before we say so.
- Great. Okay. - No joke, Seth.
He cannot sell it before we sell it.
- At least six months, you understand? - Absolutely. Absolutely.
Greg, I'm sure you don't have a problem with this.
Can you get the fuck out of my office?
Fine.
What the fuck are you doing?
Stand up! You cannot sit down for the rest of the fuckin' day!
You cannot sit down ever again! Okay?
Seth, line two.
- Hello? - It's time, Seth.
Get going.
I'm going to lunch, boys.
What's this about? You okay?
I need you to sign a sell ticket for a client of mine.
Fuck Greg! Let's fuckin' deal with...
- Let's talk to Michael. - No, wait. Wait, wait.
Chris, I got arrested last night.
What?
The F.B.I. arrested me.
The F.B.I.? Why the fuck would the F.B.I. arrest you?
Because of my involvement in this firm.
Your involvement in the firm? What the fuck does that mean?
Come on, Chris. You know what that means.
No, I don't know what that means. What does that mean?
- What the fuck did you tell 'em? - No. No.
No, they knew everything, man. They had photographs.
They had... They had tape-recorded conversations.
They brought my father in, you know. I mean...
- Chris, there was nothing I could do. - What did you do?
Chris, the F.B.I. are gonna raid the place in 20 minutes.
What the fuck are you talking about?
Fuck, Seth!
Come on, man.
I asked you for months about shit going down here...
and you told me to shut the fuck up.
You said get ready to be a millionaire!
That's right. Shut the fuck up. That's all you had to do.
Didn't you learn anything?
I learned how to fuck people out of their money.
Harry Reynard just lost his life savings.
And he wasn't a whale.
He was just some poor schmuck, and I took him.
I did everything that J.T. Marlin taught me to do...
and I made up his mind for him.
What do you want me to tell you? That's what we do here.
What? We lie? We're liars?
Seth, this...
Who are they coming for?
They're coming for everybody, everything.
You know how hard I worked to get where I am?
No, Chris, you need to forget about that.
It doesn't mean shit.
Right now at this moment is what you should be thinking about.
What are you gonna do in the next 15 minutes?
They're gonna come in here, and make sure that we never trade...
another share of stock for the rest of our lives.
- But we can do something. - What's that?
Harry, my client.
I need a senior broker to sign a sell ticket...
so he can take his shares...
and dump 'em on the open market and make his money back.
Come on, Chris. Come on. What's the difference?
Do one thing right here.
Just sign it, please.
Thank you, Chris.
I'm so sorry.
I'm plagued by "what ifs" these days.
What if Greg hadn't come over that night?
What if I hadn't forgotten my bag...
or seen Michael walk into the building that day?
What if I had skipped over Harry's card?
What are the chances? What are the odds?
That's what I think about.
Hey, I ran a casino.
It's the next step I gotta figure out, 'cause I'm no lottery winner.
I tried slinging crack rock, and I never had a jump shot.
I gotta find a job.