:20:01
- Take a guess how we did.
- I think we kicked ass.
:20:06
- It was amazing.
- Yeah, last week was nothing, Walter.
:20:11
You're right. It was nothing
compared to what we lost today.
:20:19
What'd I go?
:20:21
I got an idea. Why don't I give you
a glimpse of what happened,
:20:25
and then you take a stab
on how you went?
:20:28
Just give me the numbers.
:20:30
You don't wanna play?
Too bad. Would've been fun.
:20:33
Grown men crying on the phone.
:20:35
Their wives screaming in the background.
:20:37
Three salespeople quit -
couldn't take the pressure.
:20:40
- Fuck.
- No, no, no.
:20:43
You lose ten out of 12,
"fuck" doesn't quite cover it.
:20:47
You know what would be more appropriate?
"Holy Fucking Shit!"
:20:50
Or "Jesus Fucking Christ!"
:20:55
- I got the picture, Walter.
- You're right.
:20:58
You go two for 12
on our highest volume weekend ever,
:21:02
and...
:21:04
what's left to say?
:21:06
Except maybe
we keep the phone number,
:21:09
only we switch it over
to a fucking suicide hotline.
:21:12
Tomorrow morning, Brandon,
bright and early,
:21:16
we start all over again.
:21:36
- Mr. Novian wants to see you.
- Argh!
:21:40
Tell him... to call me. Argh!
:21:43
You tell him.
:21:45
- I didn't recognize you without the suit.
- This is my time off.
:21:50
If you want to talk, make an appointment.
:21:53
Or should I call you Brandon?
:21:56
Someone costs you 30 mill,
you do research, right?
:21:59
I mean, I got more than your name now.