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with Frank Stedman on the 41st floor. I'll meet you

in his office at 9:00. Oh, and congratulations, Jack. You really scored

getting Stedman. slap! He's going right to the top. (Frank)

Sid, it's Frank Stedman. I'm dead! Finished! (Sid)

Just relax. Helmes swore

he wouldn't announce this move until Christmas! It's the goddamn headline

in The Journal! (Sid)

No problem. The SCC's going to want to know why I sold 50,000

Allenville shares the day before we torpedoed

the plant! Frank, can you hold on-- I could go to jail! Can you hold? No, I can't hold! What are you--ha--Sid, Sid! Crap!

Will you get this thing moving? [cars honking] We're stuck

in a traffic jam, sir. I'm not the great Houdini. Well, blow your horn

like everybody else! Only a fool blows his horn

in a traffic jam, sir. [grunting and horn honking] [cars honking] Please, please, please pick up. Come on.

Come on. God, please, Sid, Sid! (Sid)

Frank? Thank God! No, I can't hold, Sid! Wait!

Hello! Sid--crap! I've got to get out. (man)

Hey, hey! (woman)

Get off. [grunts] (Scott)

Hi, Sid, Scott Dantley. Sid, the SCC's really

got us by the balls in the Stedman stock deal. Mr. Helmes wants him

terminated. Uh-huh, wants his desk out,

his chair out, carpet out, parking privileges revoked. Hold on, Sid. [whispers]

Turn it up. Can the stock market

survive a nuclear holocaust? "Yes," says our next guest. And he'll tell us what stocks

to buy and what to sell in the event

of a thermonuclear exchange right after these messages. Listen, Sid, Mr. Helmes

is the company. He doesn't give a flying sh*t

about Stedman's loyalty, and, uh, he wants him

out by lunch. Look there. Art Grisham. Chairman,

Petradyne International. Oh, God. I love it up here! Dantley! Dantley! Get out! We have most INC management

women with us, Jane. We certainly hope

you're behind us. God, yes,

absolutely, 100%. We have to go in

united as women. Oh, I agree

absolutely. It's women 120%. United we stand. Divided we fall. Frank! Frank, this Latin American

move's really gonna shake things up. You know I'm ripe

for a division head. Just help me

make my move. I can't talk

about that now! Oh, over drinks

tonight, then. A drink, fine.

I'll need one later. Great, how's my place,

8:
00? They're going to dump me

over this Allenville stock deal. What are you

talking about? I'm dead!

Finished! Jesus, you're serious. Dead serious. We'll talk tonight

at your place. I might need your help. Damn it--I-I don't know

what's the matter with me. I-I've got racquetball

tonight and tomorrow night--

Racquetball? We'll have to reschedule. Call!

Racquetball? You can count on me! I can count on you? [sighs heavily] No one trusts me, Mike. Oh, Al, trust me.

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