Glengarry Glen Ross

Blake: Let me have your attention for a moment. 'Cause you're talking about what? You're talking about bitching about that sale you shot, some son of a bitch don't wanna buy land, somebody don't want what you're selling, some broad you're trying to screw, so forth. Let's talk about something important. [to Williamson] Are they all here? John Williamson: All but one. Blake: Well, I'm going anyway. Let's talk about something important. [to Levene] Put that coffee down! Coffee's for closers only. You think I'm fucking with you? I am not fucking with you. I'm here from downtown. I'm here from Mitch and Murray, and I'm here on a mission of mercy! Your name's Levene? Shelley Levene: Yeah. Blake: You call yourself a salesman, you son of a bitch? Dave Moss: I don't gotta listen to this shit. Blake: You certainly don't, pal, 'cause the good news is you're fired. The bad news is you've got — all of you've got — just one week to regain your jobs, starting with tonight. Starting with tonight's sit

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Ricky Roma: All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worse thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die, you're gonna regret the things you don't do. You think you're queer? I'm gonna tell you something: we're all queer. You think you're a thief? So what? You get befuddled by a middle-class morality? Get shot of it. Shut it out. You cheat on your wife? You did it. Live with it. Fuck little girls? So be it. There's an absolute morality? Maybe. And then what? If you think there is, go ahead, be that thing. Bad people go to hell? I don't think so. You think that? Act that way. A hell exists on Earth? Yes. I won't live in it. That's me. Did you ever take a dump made you feel like you'd just slept for twelve hours? James Lingk: That I— Ricky: Yes? James: I don't know. Roma: Or a piss? Great meals fade in reflection. Everything else gains. You know why? 'Cause it's only food. This shit we put on u

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[to James Lingk]: I'm going to tell you something. Your life is your own. You have a contract with your wife? You have certain things you do jointly? Bond there. And there are other things, and those things are yours, and you needn't feel ashamed. You needn't feel that you're being untrue, or that she would abandon you if she knew. This is your life.

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George Aaronow: When I talk to the police, I get nervous. Ricky Roma: Yes. You know who doesn't? George: Who? Ricky: Thieves. Always tell the truth, George; it's the easiest thing to remember.

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Ricky Roma: [getting lead cards from Williamson] Ho, ho, ho! "Patel"? "Ravadem Patel"? Wh—how'm I gonna make a living on these dead-beats? Where'd you get this from, a morgue? John Williamson: Look, I'm— Ricky: 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 selling your dirt to dead-beats! Money in the mattress! I come back, you can't even keep the contracts safe. I gotta go out and cl— [throws the cards at Williamson] Fuck this shit! I'm gonna go out and re-close last week's stuff. John: No, no, no. The word from Murray is that, leave them alone. He needs a new sit. He'll go out himself. Ricky: Murray's gonna go out? John: Yeah. He'll be the president of the company, just come in from out of town. All right? Ricky: Okay, okay, okay. Give me this shit. [takes the leads again] John: I'm giving you three leads. Ricky: Three? No, I count two. John: There's three leads there. Ricky: "Patel"

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Dave Moss: You're fucked, Rick. Are you fucking nuts? You're hot, so you think you're the ruler of this place. You wanna— Shelley Levene: Now, wait a minute, Dave. Dave: Shut up! Shelley: Okay. Dave: You want to decide who should be dealt with how, is that it? I come in the fucking office today, I get humiliated by some jack-off cop. I get accused of— I get the shit thrown in my face by you, you genuine shit, because you're top name on the board? Ricky Roma: Is that what I did, Dave? I humiliated you? Oh my God. I'm sorry. Dave: Sitting on top of the world. Sitting on top of the world, everything's fucking peach fuzz. Ricky: And I don't get a moment to spare for some bust-out humanitarian down on his luck lately? Dave: Oh, fuck— Ricky: Fuck you, Dave. You know you got a big mouth. You make a close, this whole place stinks with your farts for a week, how much you just ingested. Oh, what a big man you are! "Hey, let me buy you a pack of gum. I'll show you how to chew it." Ooh! Your pal c

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