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As others Brokers bark into phones, Jordan sits, phone

cradled in his shoulder, making notes. A few beats, then:

 

JORDAN

(into phone)

Mr. Fleming, good morning, Jordan

Belfort with Investor's Center in

New York City. You recently

responded to one of our ads...

 

A few of the other Brokers glance over, eavesdropping.

 

JORDAN (CONT'D)

The reason I'm calling is that

an extremely exciting investment

opportunity crossed my desk today.

Typically our firm recommends no

more than five stocks per year:

this is one of them...

 

A few more Brokers look over...

 

JORDAN (CONT'D)

Aerotyne International is a

cutting edge tech firm out of the

Midwest, awaiting imminent patent

approval on a new generation of

radar equipment...

 

LATER. Now all the Brokers listen in rapt attention.

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JORDAN (CONT'D)

-- so if Aerotyne's shares rise

to only a dollar -- and our

research indicates they could go

much, much higher -- your profit

on a mere three thousand dollar

investment would be upwards of

fifty thousand... That's right,

you could pay off your mortgage.

 

Seconds tick by; an eternity, then he starts writing:

 

JORDAN (CONT'D)

Four thousand dollars, will

that be check or money order?...

Thank you, sir.

 

Jordan hangs up, scrawls out a "buy" ticket.

 

JORDAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Just like that I made two grand.

The other guys looked at me like

I'd just discovered fire.

 

Toby Welch and the other cave-Brokers stare at him.

 

TOBY WELCH

How'd you fuckin' do that?

 

 

29 INT. INVESTOR'S CENTER - (ANOTHER) DAY (FEB `88) 29

 

Jordan sits at his desk in mid-pitch, totally focused.

 

JORDAN

It's a rock-solid company, sir,

it's the next Microsoft...

Six thousand. Terrific.

 

As Jordan continues talking, wrapping up the sale...

 

JORDAN (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Though I knew I was selling

garbage, within twelve weeks I

was making a fortune.

 

And as he starts scrawling out a buy ticket...

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

And as a wise man once told me,

my only responsibility was to

put meat on the table.

 

CLOSE ON a 1988 Jaguar, parked outside a diner...

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30 INT. KACANDES DINER - BAYSIDE - DAY (JUN `88) 30

 

Wearing a suit, Jordan sits in a booth reading the Wall

Street Journal as a WAITRESS serves the food. DONNIE

AZOFF, preppy-looking, 25, with horn-rims and bright

white teeth approaches from the takeout counter.

 

DONNIE

That your Jag in the lot?

 

JORDAN

Yeah.

 

DONNIE

Nice ride. Donnie Azoff.

 

JORDAN

Jordan Belfort.

 

DONNIE

I've seen it around. We live in

the same building. Twelfth floor?

(Jordan nods)

What do you do, bro?

 

JORDAN

Stock broker.

 

DONNIE

Kids furniture, me and my brother-

in-law. Making any money?

 

JORDAN

Seventy grand last month.

 

DONNIE

Get the fuck out. You made

seventy grand in one month.

 

JORDAN

Seventy two actually.

 

Donnie studies him, isn't sure if he's full of shit.

 

DONNIE

Tell you what. You show me a pay

stub with $72,000 on it, I'm

quitting my job right now and

coming to work with you.

 

As Jordan retrieves his briefcase to find a paystub -- *

 

30A SCENE 30A OMITTED *30A

 

30B As Jordan hands Donnie his paystub and sure enough, it's *30B

north of seventy-two k. *

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DONNIE (CONT'D) *

Holy shit.

 

Jordan watches as Donnie crosses to a pay phone and

dials.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

And he did quit his job, which

I thought was a little weird.

I mean I had just met this

fucking guy.

 

A few beats, then into phone:

 

DONNIE

Yo Paulie, it's Donnie... Yeah,

listen, I quit.

 

Jordan studies Donnie as he continues his conversation...

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

There were other things about him

too, like his phosphorescent white

teeth and the fact that he wore

horn rims with clear lenses to

look more Waspy. He also married

his first cousin --

 

SCENE 31 OMITTED 31

 

 

32 INT. BAR - DAY (JUN `88) * 32

 

Jordan sits in mid-conversation with Donnie over beers.

 

DONNIE

No problem, if we have a kid who's

a retard, we'll just leave it on

the steps of some institution.

 

And as they continue drinking...

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

He was also a closet drug fiend.

I'd known him less than a week

before he talked me into smoking

crack.

 

 

33 EXT. BACK OF BAR - DAY (JUN `88) * 33

 

Jordan and Donnie get high. Donnie holds a flame under a

crack pipe.

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JORDAN (V.O.)

The weird thing was when he'd do

crack, his face would contort into

this bizarre, frozen mask like the

Phantom of the Opera.

 

Donnie does a hit of crack; his jaw twitches, then his

facial muscles contort, locking up like a stroke victim.

After a few beats, he hands the pipe to Jordan.

 

DONNIE

You now, take a hit!

 

Jordan takes a deep hit and holds it. A beat, then:

 

JORDAN

Omigod, I fuckin' love you!!

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

I knew I had to make him my

partner.

 

 

34 INT. INVESTOR'S CENTER - DAY (SEP `88) 34

 

Jordan looks on as Donnie works the phone like a madman.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

Which turned out to be a great

move - Donnie was a fast learner

who transitioned into the penny

stock business quickly.

 

 

35 EXT. STRATTON OAKMONT I - AUTO SHOP - DAY (SEP `88) 35

 

Jordan and Donnie pull up to a defunct auto body shop,

which has a "For Lease" sign in the window.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

So within months we started our

own firm out of an abandoned auto

body shop.

 

 

36 INT. KACANDES DINER - DAY (OCT `88) 36

 

Jordan sits with CHESTER MING, ROBBIE FEINBERG, ALDEN

KUPFERBERG ("SEA OTTER") and BRAD, muscular and bald,

with a Fu Manchu mustache.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

In addition to Donnie, I also

recruited my friends Sea Otter, *

Chester and Robbie, who were at *

the time all middling pot dealers.

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As a WAITRESS serves cheeseburgers:

 

JORDAN

--see everyone wants to get rich,

so you're already half way there

by the time the call starts.

 

SEA OTTER

I sold weed once to this Amish

dude, had one of those beards with

no mustache?

 

ROBBIE FEINBERG

So?

 

SEA OTTER

He only wanted to make furniture.

 

CHESTER MING

What's that got to do with

anything?

 

SEA OTTER

He just said everyone wants to

get rich.

 

ROBBIE FEINBERG

(to Jordan)

That's true, you did.

 

SEA OTTER

Buddhists too, they don't give a

shit about money either.

 

CHESTER MING

Man I could sell weed to anybody,

get a convent full of nuns fucking

wasted.

 

And as Brad looks at Jordan and shakes his head: