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Sixty seven

and five-eighths. Wha--?

I've got the confirmation number

right here:
YTO376.

Good morning, Dow Jones.

[WHIMPERS]

I made mommy an espresso.

Come on.

Come on, WorldCom. Come on.

Not in that direction.

Not in that direction.

That direction. Yes!

[RINGS]

Finally. Yes!

Thanks, sweets. I almost got

caught with my pants down

this morning, with

all my short positions.

The market's gone berserk.

Everything's going up.

Thankfully, I saved the day

by covering my short positions

and going long on everything.

Just made 7 grand in

20 minutes. How about that?

Huh? Yeah, I'm still here.

Hm?

I love you. Now...

don't forget to

pick up the costumes.

The place closes at 5.

W-what? What?

[]

So you're telling me

I have no margin left to trade?

I had 150K yesterday,

and now I'm 150K underwater?

MAN [ON PHONE]:

I'm sorry, ma'am.

It looks like they changed

the margin rate on your JDSU

from 35 percent to 50 percent.

[WHIMPERS]

You can't do that.

[DOG YELPS]

[GASPS]

[DOG WHIMPERING]

Oh.

Credit cards, credit cards.

[]

Oh.

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

Ooh

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[]

[COMPUTERS BEEPING]

[WHISPERS]

Very good.

Harv?

Oh.

Here you go.

Uh--

Harvey, um--

I'm missing

page three.

And I need

page two.

Harvey...

what is all

this stuff?

Remake orders for

another 2314 re-glazes

on fixtures for

Landmark CMT.

[]

Yeah, I'm sorry, ma'am.

This one was declined as well.

Look at my face, honey.

I'm a hormonal menace.

And if I have to hear

"I'm sorry, ma'am"

one more time,

I'm gonna have to hit somebody.

Oh. This is Lydia Anne Layton

Bellinger. What is the problem?

WOMAN:
I'm sorry, ma'am.

Excuse me?

Lydia Anne Layton. You were

in It Lives part 1 and 2.

You were

great in those.

[SIGHS]

Ma'am?

[WHIMPERS]

Ma'am?

Harvey...

got a minute?

[PATS BACK]

Yeah.

LYDIA:
I can't believe

they did this to you.

Well, you can hardly

blame them, Mom.

I mean, Harv here can barely

operate a microwave.

I'd have cut you loose

long ago,

hired a couple of

hungry Young Turks

for the hit they took

paying you.

'Course the company would get

nailed on the benefits.

But if you run the numbers,

at the end of the day,

it was a good call.

Uh, I mean,

for the company.

For you, it sucks.

Can't you ever just shut up?

Hey. Hey!

It sucks for all of us.

We're a family. Come on, Colby.

MAN [ON TV]:
You don't get

to be number one in anything.

I don't care if you're

playing Ping-Pong.

[CLICKS MUTE]

[WATER RUNNING,

TEETH BRUSHING]

That unctuous

Wharton pinhead

said I was an analog

dinosaur.

LYDIA:
Honey, you

had an off-day.

Don't work yourself

into a midlife crisis.

Well, who's

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