Other People's Money

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I love money.

I love money more than I love

the things it can buy.

Does that surprise you?

Money. It don't care whether

I'm good or not.

It don't care whether I snore or not.

It don't care which god I pray to.

There are only three things in this world

with that kind of unconditional acceptance.

Dogs...

...doughnuts...

...and money.

Only money is better.

You know why?

Because it don't make you fat...

...and it don't poop all over

the living-room floor.

There's only one thing I like better:

Other people's money.

Hey, guys.

Come on.

All right. Now, squeeze in over here.

That's it. I've got to see all your faces.

- How you doing, Tom?

- Happy Thanksgiving, Jorgy!

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody!

- Happy Thanksgiving.

- Smile, everybody!

Take a good one, Elton.

The stock is up another point and a half!

Somebody's up to something, Jorgy.

Good news. Stock is up.

Don't worry about it.

- Gus, you got your teeth in?

- Ready now!

Cheeks up!

New England Wire and Cable!

New England Wire and Cable!

Up two points.

Wire and Cable up two points.

Wire and Cable up two points.

- Morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning, Arthur.

Say good morning to Carmen. She's

very happy today, aren't you, my sweet?

Good morning, Carmen.

- Cranberry juice is fresh today, boss.

- Oh, good.

You never let me down, Arthur.

You never let me down.

- Good morning, sir.

- Samuels.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning.

- Morning.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

Work, work!

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Morning.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Yeah.

Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

You look nice today.

I'm not paying you to be polite, Harriet.

What's happening?

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

- Good morning, Mr. Garfield.

Morning. Morning.

Mr. Holt wants to see you for dinner...

...and the Overly brothers will fly you

to Texas or come here, whichever you want.

When I die, put it on my gravestone:

- "He never went to Texas."

- Yes, sir. I'll call the engraver.

- Where's the cinnamon?

- Out of cinnamon.

If I can't count on Dunkin' Donuts...

...who do I count on?

- Well, you can count on me, sir.

Granger, Trundel Canning. Tell me.

Trundel is being sued

by the townspeople, sir.

Failed to comply

with environmental restrictions.

And there are claims of illness

from the citizenry.

Good.

Just before they're carted off to jail,

make a bid.

- Yes, sir.

- Angeli.

- Yo.

- Eastern Motels. Outstanding shares.

Six million, Mr. Garfield.

Slate owns 2 and a half million.

Mr. Morganstern wants to talk to you.

I'd rather talk to my mother.

- Pfeiffer!

- Yeah.

What about this

New England Wire and Cable?

It's too beautiful.

Is it booby-trapped?

I uh...

I uh...

I uh...

I...

...can't seem to find any problems,

Mr. Garfield.

Neither can I.

- Richardson.

- Yes, sir.

Let's talk to these people.

Call the man in charge,

whoever he is.

Yes, sir. We'll get right on it.

New England Wire and Cable.

Good morning.

The general manager, please.

That would be Mr. Coles.

- Who shall I say is calling?

- Lawrence Garfield.

Just one moment, please.

- What did he want?

- He wants to come up and see us.

Look the place over, he said.

Well, what's wrong with that?

He's a shareholder.

Well, it's not that simple.

What this man does is no secret.

Bill, you got the jitters.

Wall Street's in the liquidation business

these days, Jorgy.

My father founded this company

81 years ago.

- I took over 26 years ago...

- I know.

I control this company,

and nobody's gonna liquidate us.

What a sh*t pit.

Look at this.

Look at this.

I haven't seen a place this classy

since I left the Bronx.

Welcome to New England Wire and Cable.

I'm Bea Sullivan, Mr. Jorgenson's assistant.

- How do you do?

- I do good.

Would you like to invite your chauffeur in

to keep warm?

No, no. He's a yard chauffeur, honey.

Bring him inside, you spoil him.

Is there a Dunkin' Donuts in this town?

Dunkin' Donuts? No, I don't think so.

- Krispy Kreme, something?

- I'm afraid not.

But we have coffee,

and Emma might have a breakfast roll.

Breakfast roll?

Do you have an elevator?

I'm embarrassed to tell you,

it's out of order. You know elevators.

Any oxygen?

You should have warned me.

I'd have brought a paramedic.

Is it much further?

I'd like to get there before dark.

Jorgy, this is Mr. Garfield.

Mr. Garfield, Andrew Jorgenson,

our chairman.

Call me Jorgy. Everybody else does.

Sorry about the elevator.

- It has a mind of its own.

- Mr. Coles, president and general manager.

- Emma, bring in the coffee!

- Nice to meet you.

Last limousine we saw here

was in '48...

...when Truman was running for president.

- That's right.

He stood right out there on those stairs,

exactly where you were.

- Is that so?

- Yep.

That was the golden age.

Rebuilding America and all that.

Old Harry made a great speech that day.

- Is that so?

- Oh, yes. He was very impressive.

He's the only Democrat

Bea and I ever voted for.

Do you know much about

the wire and cable business, Mr. Garfield?

I know if the cable's out of whack,

the elevator don't go up.

- I'm thinking about the doughnuts.

- Doughnuts?

Mr. Garfield was wondering if we had any.

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