The Trotsky

- What did these slave-driving,

bourgeois scum bags

say to our request,

eh, comrades?

Our right to unionize?

They laughed in our faces.

They laughed in the faces

of the common man,

just as they have for centuries.

Now, we need these jobs

to be fair and well paid!

We need these jobs

to stay in our country!

We need a union

and we need it now!

- Fie, six, se--

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four, fie!

We deserve to unionize!

Whoo!

No idea...

Why you stopping?

Come on!

- That's it?

- We had 6 hours' notice, Leon.

- l know, l know.

- Sarah! Leon! Lunch!

- We're not breaking

the strike line, Ma!

- Who's breaking anything?

Maybe you don't wanna nosh?

- lt's a hunger strike, Ma!

Jesus!

- l heard that.

Don't swear.

- Leon.

- Yeah, it's good!

- chmed!

Dude!

- Sorry, Leon.

l'm starving.

- You're killing me here.

What are you eating?

You're supposed to be

my right-hand man.

- l know, bro. l--l'm sorry.

- Last chance for tuna salad!

Lots of mayo like someone likes!

- Please, stop it, Ma!

- Well, he's eating!

- l know, but he's not supposed to.

- Leon! What--

- Oh, sh*t!

- Sorry, sir, you can't go through.

- No, that's my son.

He wants to close my factory.

- Leon! Leon!

What you doing?

- Negotiations with management

have closed.

- Closed!

When were they ever opened?

- Hi, Daddy!

- What are you-- What is--

You're cheerleading?

For what?

For--for your brother

becoming psychotic?

nna!

- l came straight from tennis, honey.

- What is that?

What do you have there?

What is that, food?

You brought food?

- They're still growing.

They have to eat.

- Very embarrassing.

- My own wife...

- Calme-toi, mon chri.

- ...is bringing a picnic

for Stalin over here

who wants to destroy

my business!

- l have nothing but contempt

for Stalin, as you well know.

- Uh...

You have kids?

Oui?

Eh bien, O.K..

- Union!

Union! Union!

- Here's what we're gonna do.

- Hey!

- l know you want to start down here

with the workers and all that stuff,

but in a week or so when you get

bored out of your mind, don't be proud.

You come upstairs to

the office and l'll show you

how the business really works,

all right?

- We'll see.

- This is where

your grandfather started.

Right here on the floor,

just like you.

ln 3 years,

he bought the business.

lsn't that something?

Why don't you come upstairs?

lt's nicer upstairs.

Come on!

- lt's just--

lt's a bit too soon

to align myself with, uh,

with management.

You do understand.

- lign yourself...

...with management.

You know what?

l'm not gonna even try to...

Whatever you say, Leon.

You start here,

do whatever you want.

- Wait! David,

where is our union--

- Don't call me David. You know

it makes me uncomfortable.

- Fine. Uh, Dad?

- Thank you.

- Where's our union representative?

- You know that

we have no union.

We've never had one.

- l'm sorry. What?

- Why do you pretend that--

- This is a travesty!

- chmed!

Listen, this is my son Leon.

He is anxious to plumb the depths

of the packing department.

Why don't you show him

what to do, where to start?

lf you have

any problems whatsoever,

you come upstairs

and you talk to me.

Uh, chmed, you have any

problems with him whatsoever,

you come upstairs

and you talk to me, all right?

Uh, good job.

You're wasting a little plastic,

but you'll get better at it.

- Fascist.

- What did you say?

- Uh, fascist.

He's a fascist.

What is he?

- Fascist.

- Thank you.

- chmed, l heard that.

- Remember? My God, remember

when we had the unions?

- Uh, what is everybody

still doing here?

Shipping deadline is at 4:00!

l don't think we're gonna make it.

- We're still on lunch.

- xcuse me?

- We demand a full hour for a lunch

break. lt's only been 56 minutes.

- Uh...

Uh, Leon...

l wonder if l could trouble you.

l'm sorry to interrupt.

Do you mind just giving me

just a couple of minutes

of your time up in the office

to discuss something?

- You exploit your employees.

- How? y employing them?

- y running a business

without any standardized

labour laws in place,

you, David, are acting

as an agent of sabotage

against all working people

across the globe.

- Sabotage? What do you call talking my

guys into missing a shipping deadline!

- Progress.

- You know what?

l am not responsible

for workers

in the world everywhere.

l am responsible for keeping

this company in profit!

- So this is how it happens.

- How what happens?

- How it ends between

you and me, landowner.

- What? Land--

Landowner?

l lease the land!

l don't know

what you're talking about!

- l'm not staying.

l'm just here to collect my books.

- Where you going?

- Why? So you can

let the police know,

and have them arrest me again?

- Why don't we have

a conversation?

- xpect a conversation

with my lawyer.

- Your what? Your lawyer?

re we getting a divorce?

Who gets custody of the child?

Oh, wait!

You're the child.

- So how was jail?

- rutal, in a word.

ut, uh, l'm out.

l can't go back right now.

Next year, though.

Jail. Fingers crossed.

- So what are we thinking long term?

- Oh, l don't know.

Cuba or maybe...

Caracas, Venezuela.

l think Hugo would take me in.

- Hugo would love you.

- This is what l'm saying.

- eep your voices down.

You're gonna wake your father.

w!

- What are we thinking short term?

- l don't know. Crash at

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