拜金一族 (1992)精彩對白
- Blake: 'The leads are weak.' The fucking leads are weak? You're weak. I've been in this business fifteen years... Blake: A-B-C. A-Always, B-Be, C-Closing. Always be closing, always be closing. Blake: And to answer you question, pal, why am I here? I came here because Mitch and Murray asked me to. They asked me for a favor. I said the real favor, follow my advice and fire your fucking ass because a loser is a loser. Blake: Fuck you. That's my name. Blake: PUT THAT COFFEE DOWN. Coffee is for closers. I don't see any closers here. Blake: Second prize is a set of steak knives. Third prize is you're fired. Blake: That watch costs more than you car. I made $970,000 last year. How much you make? You see pal, that's who I am, and you're nothing. Nice guy, I don't give a shit. Good father, fuck you. Go home and play with your kids. You wanna work here, close. You think this is abuse? You think this is abuse, you cocksucker? You can't take this, how can you take the abuse you get on a sit? Blake: These are the new leads. These are the Glengarry leads. To you, these are gold; you do not get these. Because to give them to you would be throwing them away. Blake: We're adding a little something to this month's sales contest. As you all know, first prize is a Cadillac Eldorado. Anybody want to see second prize? Blake: You call yourself a salesman, you son of a bitch? Blake: You CERTAINLY don't pal, 'cause the good news is - you're fired. Blake: You got leads. Mitch & Murray paid good money. Get their names to sell them. You can't close the leads you're given, you can't close shit, *you are* shit, hit the bricks pal, and beat it, 'cause you are going *out*. Blake: You know why, mister? 'Cause you drove a Hyundai to get here tonight, I drove an eighty thousand dollar BMW. *That's* my name. Blake: You see this watch? You see this watch? Blake: You want to know what it takes to sell real estate? It takes BRASS BALLS to sell real estate. Blake: Your name is 'your wanting', and you can't play the man's game, you can't close them, and then tell your wife your troubles. 'Cause only one thing counts in this world: get them to sign on the line which is dotted. You hear me you fuckin' faggots? Dave Moss: Fuck the machine? Fuck the machine? FUCK THE MACHINE! Dave Moss: Oh fuck you. Fuck the lot of you. Fuck you all. Dave Moss: That guy's a fuckin' asshole. Anybody who talks to that asshole is a fuckin' asshole. Dave Moss: We don't gotta sit here and listen to this. Dave Moss: What's your name? Dave Moss: Who are you? What's your name? Dave Moss: Yeah. Dave Moss: Yes, well that's very cute, but you're running this office like a bunch of bullshit. Dave Moss: You got the memory of a fucking fly. George Aaronow: When I talk to the police I get nervous. George Aaronow: Who? Ricky Roma: 'Patel'? Ravadem 'Patel' How am I gonna make a livin' on these deadbeats? Where did you get this one from the morgue? Ricky Roma: All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worst thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die you're going to regret the things you don't do. You think you're queer? I'm going to tell you something: we're all queer. You think you're a thief? So what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shut of it. Shut it out. You cheated on your wife? You did it, live with it. You fuck little girls, so be it. There's an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think there is, then be that thing. Bad people go to hell? I don't think so. If you think that, act that way. A hell exists on earth? Yes. I won't live in it. That's me. You ever take a dump made you feel like you'd just slept for twelve hours? Ricky Roma: Fuck her. Ricky Roma: How was her crumbcake? Ricky Roma: Money in the Madras. Ricky Roma: Oh come on, what's the point? What's the fucking point in any case I gotta argue with you, I gotta knock heads with the cops, I'm busting my balls sell your dirt to deadbeats. Ricky Roma: They say that it was so hot in the city today, grown men were walking up to cops on street corners begging them to shoot. Ricky Roma: Thieves. Ricky Roma: Three? I count two. Ricky Roma: WHAT YOU'RE HIRED FOR, is to help us... does that seem clear to you? TO HELP US, not to... FUCK-US-UP... to help those who are going out there to try to earn a living... You fairy. You company man. Ricky Roma: Yes. You know who doesn't? Ricky Roma: You filed it, that puts me over the fuckin' top, I want my Cadillac. I don't wanna hear no fuckin' shit and I don't give a shit. Lingk puts me over the top. You filed it, it went downtown, now you owe me the car. Ricky Roma: You never open your mouth until you know what the shot is. Ricky Roma: You stupid fucking cunt. Hey, Williamson, I'm talking to you, shithead. You just caused me $6,000. Six thousand dollars, and one Cadillac. That's right. What are you going to do about it? What are you going to do about it, asshole. You're fucking shit. Where did you learn your trade, you stupid fucking cunt, you idiot? Who ever told you that you could work with men? Shelley Levene: Don't. Shelley Levene: Hmm? Oh... storebought. Shelley Levene: The leads are weak. Shelley Levene: What the hell are you? You're a fuckin' secretary. Fuck you. That's my message to ya: fuck you and you can kiss my ass and if you don't like it baby I'm going across the street to Jerry Graff, period, fuck you. Shelley Levene: Why? Shelley Levene: Williamson! Williamson! Put me on the board! Put me on the Cadillac board! Shelley Levene: [in tears] My daughter. Williamson: Because I don't like you. Williamson: Fuck you. Williamson: Hehe... I'm sorry. Williamson: Look I'm... Williamson: There's three leads there. Williamson: Will you go to lunch? Go to lunch. WILL you GO to LUNCH? Williamson: You've got a big mouth... now I'm gonna show you an even bigger one. Williamson: [handing Roma lead cards] I'm giving you three leads... [After learning that the Lingk sale has been filed] [Dave Moss explodes at Ricky Roma and shouts] [Holds up prize] [Moss laughs] [Ricky Roma gets a lead from Williamson with a familiar 'deadbeat' name] [waves the Lead] [Williamson is going to the cops]





