A int. FBI offices - manhattan - day 130a

 

Agent Denham exits the elevator, arriving for work. He

strides between cubicles, briefcase in hand. He enters --

 

 

B INT. AGENT DENHAM'S OFFICE - DAY 130B

 

-- where pinned up on one wall is a massive chart on

Stratton's operations: pictures of Jordan, Donnie and

others, a hierarchy, a history, an investigation...

 

 

131 INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - BULLPEN - LATER (FEB `95) 131

 

Total sales frenzy. The CAMERA PANS the 300 Brokers, who

work the phones like mad.

 

SEA OTTER YOUNG BROKER

--the hottest new issue on --up two dollars while I'm

Wall Street! talking to you!

 

And as we continue PANNING the room...

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

Of course I couldn't have done

this without help. I'd leaked the

word on Wall Street that Stratton

was a buyer up until twenty. So

not only were we pushing Madden,

all the big firms were too.

 

We continue PANNING the frenzied Brokers...

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JORDAN (V.O.)

As long as they knew I'd buy the

shares back at the top of the

market, they'd drive the price

up as high as I fucking wanted.

 

 

SCENES 132 - 133 OMITTED 132

 

 

134 INT. JORDAN'S OFFICE - DAY (FEB `95) 134

 

Donnie pours champagne nearby, oblivious to Jordan, who

sits at his desk, speaking directly to camera:

 

JORDAN

Of the two million shares being

offered for sale, a million

belonged to me, held in phony

accounts by my ratholes. Once the

price hit the high teens, I--

 

Jordan abruptly stops. A beat, then:

 

JORDAN (CONT'D)

Like I said before, who gives a

shit? As always, the point is

this--

 

BACK TO SCENE -- Donnie hands Jordan a glass of Dom.

 

DONNIE

22 million in three fucking hours!

 

They toast, then each pop ludes, which they wash down

with champagne. A quick knock; Janet pops her head in.

 

JORDAN

Janet, baby. Drink.

 

JANET

Call for you. Barry Kleinman from

Future Video?

 

JORDAN

Who?

 

JANET

He filmed your wedding. He says

it's urgent.

 

Curious, Jordan leans over, hits the speaker phone:

 

JORDAN

Barry?

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135 INT. FUTURE VIDEO - DAY (FEB `95) 135

 

Barry Kleinman sits at his desk, talking on the phone.

 

BARRY KLEINMAN

Jordan, hey. Listen, I got a

subpoena. The FBI wants a copy

of your wedding video.

 

On Jordan. Uh-oh.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

The F-B-fucking-I?

 

 

A INT. FIRING RANGE - DAY 135A

 

Wearing goggles and protective headphones, square-jawed

FBI Agent Patrick Denham takes target practice.

 

BO DIETL (V.O.)

Name's Denham, he's an agent in

the New York office.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

What's his problem?

 

BO DIETL (V.O.)

He's a boy scout, thinks you're

Gordon Gekko.

 

 

135B EXT. RAO'S - NIGHT - ESTABLISHING (MAR `95) 135B

*

 

 

136 INT. RAO'S RESTAURANT - NIGHT (MAR `95) 136

 

The East Harlem institution. Jordan sits across a table

over pasta with private investigator BO DIETL, 40s.

 

JORDAN

But my goddamn wedding video?

 

BO DIETL

Got your whole inner circle in one

place, faces and names. He's

hoping it rattles you, or maybe

your wife, so that she starts

nagging you to turn witness.

 

JORDAN

(that's laughable)

What? He wants me to rat on

myself?

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BO DIETL

(shrugs)

Good news is I made some calls,

DEA, Justice? No one but him even

knows who you are.

 

JORDAN

Can you bug him or something, tap

his phone?

 

BO DIETL

Jordan, relax. First off, you

don't fuck with these guys, not

that way. Secondly, I got a P.I.

license, you know?

 

JORDAN

Maybe I should call him, see what

he wants.

 

BO DIETL

No! Anybody does that should be

your lawyer. What you do is eat

your dinner, drink your drink, and

forget about it. Cuz as far as I

hear he doesn't have shit.

 

Jordan nods, wheels turning, pretending to do as told.

 

A SCENE 136A OMITTED 136A

*

 

 

137 EXT. BATTERY PARK MARINA - DAY (LATE SPRING `95) 137

 

As Agent Denham steps into frame, another FED, AGENT *

HUGHES, beside him, both G-man stoic in impenetrably dark *

glasses --

 

JORDAN (O.S.)

Patrick? Hey! C'mon aboard!

 

They look up. On the yacht Naomi, Jordan stands waving,

drinking wine with two Blue Chip HOOKERS in bikinis.

 

JORDAN (CONT'D)

Plank's right down there.

 

Denham shares a look with his cohort: it's almost a joke,

this display of wealth before a federal agent. Moments

later, they step aboard.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Mr. Belfort, I'm Agent Denham.

This is Agent Hughes.

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JORDAN

Heya! This is Nicole and,

um...Heidi. Girls, Patrick and...?

 

AGENT DENHAM

Agents Denham and Hughes. Your

message said you wanted to speak

privately.

 

JORDAN

It did. I do.

(off Denham's stare)

Oh, they're just friends.

(to the girls)

Give us a minute, okay?

 

The Hookers head below deck. Jordan shoots Denham a wink--

check out that ass!

 

JORDAN (CONT'D)

Can I get a glass? Got wine open

or any kinda booze. Shrimp and

lobster're over there if you're

hungry.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Bureau forbids us from drinking at

sea.

 

Jordan surprised: the guy has a sense of humor.

 

JORDAN

I have something for you, I just

gotta find it. Have a seat, will

ya? Ever been on one of these

before?

 

As Jordan rifles through some papers, Denham's eyes scan

the deck, casually cataloguing everything.

 

AGENT DENHAM

A boat? Learned to sail when I was

six.

 

JORDAN

I mean, one like this. Just had

her extended to put a chopper on

the back.

 

Jordan points out the Bell-Jet helicopter.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Never been on a boat with a second

mode of transportation on top of

it.

 

Jordan finds the file he's been looking for, offers it.

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AGENT DENHAM (CONT'D)

(before he'll accept)

What is this?

 

JORDAN

Names and addresses of every guest

at my wedding. Friends, clients. I

even threw in the seating chart.

Heard that's why you wanted the

video, figured this'd expedite

whatever it is you're doing.

(Denham looks: it's

indeed a guest list

from the wedding)

I wanted to show you I've got

nothing to hide. I know you're

investigating Stratton but for the

life of me I can't figure out why.

Sure, my company is unorthodox;

what brokerage isn't? Maybe we're

a little louder than most but we

don't do anything illegal. Talk to

the SEC, they'll tell you, they

checked us out up and down.

 

AGENT DENHAM

The SEC's actually a civil

regulatory agency. We pursue

criminal activity.

 

JORDAN

That's what I'm saying. You guys

take on real crime. Which is why

I'm so curious: what do you think

we did?

 

The reason Jordan asked him here, Denham realizes.

 

AGENT DENHAM

I can't discuss ongoing

investigations.

 

JORDAN

I understand.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Though, to be frank, this case

kinda got dumped on my desk. Some

higher-up felt your shop needed

looking into after all that press,

fell on me to do the looking.

 

JORDAN

You know who you should be looking

at? Goldman, Lehman Brothers,

Merrill.

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JORDAN (CONT'D)

What those guys're up to with

collateralized debt obligations?

This internet stock bullshit?

C'mon. If you want, I'll walk you

through exactly --

 

AGENT DENHAM

-- that'd be great. And if there's

anything you can give me just to

close out your file, get it off my

desk--

 

JORDAN

-- sure, get you back to the real

criminals --

 

AGENT DENHAM

-- then we could both profit from

this little sit-down.

 

Jordan sizes him up: what did Denham mean by "profit"?

 

JORDAN

You sure you don't want anything

to drink? Water for your pal?

(Denham demurs)

Rumor is your started out in

finance. Even got your broker's

license before you joined the

bureau.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Who told you that?

 

JORDAN

(searches his memory)

Jeez, who was it...?

(comes up short)

Ever regret it? Giving up the

money-crazed, pin-striped life?

Ever think where you'd be if you'd

stuck with it?

 

AGENT DENHAM

When I'm riding the subway home,

sweating my balls off, in a suit

I've worn three days, sure.

 

JORDAN

Whattaya pull in working at the

bureau, if you don't mind me

asking. 50-60K a year?

 

AGENT DENHAM

Just about. We get a free handgun

out of it, though, that doesn't

suck.

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JORDAN

S'crazy, the world we live in, the

jobs with real value, the ones we

should appreciate -- firefighters,

teachers, FBI agents -- those are

the ones we pay the least.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Way of the world.

 

JORDAN

That's one thing I like about what

I do, the opportunity to make that

right. Take this kid we had

interning last year. Didn't want

to be a broker, wanted to be an

environmental scientist or

something, he had a student loan

debts up to his eyeballs. Anyway,

his mom gets sick, all they can

afford is third-rate care. Some of

us got together, made an

investment on his behalf and --

boom -- overnight everything

changes, she's seeing the best

doctors in the country. Sadly,

didn't work out, she passed but

still: having the power to do that

makes all the other bullshit worth

while.

(as Denham considers

that)

See, it's all about proper

guidance, Pat. Knowing someone

with the right relationships,

who's discreet. I can change a

life almost every day.

 

They measure each other.

 

AGENT DENHAM

How much that intern make off your

deal?

 

JORDAN

North of half a million.

 

Denham summons Agent Hughes over. To Jordan:

 

AGENT DENHAM

Can you say that again, what you

told me?

(Jordan declines with

a smile; to Agent

Hughes)

I believe Mr. Belfort just tried

to bribe a federal officer.

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JORDAN

What? I was making conversation.

 

AGENT DENHAM

Sounds like that to me, Jordan.

 

JORDAN

...no, no, no...

 

AGENT DENHAM

...sounded like that...

 

JORDAN

...no, to constitute a bribe,

don't I have to make an explicit

offer of money for services? With

an exact dollar figure attached?

All I said was "north" of half a

million. According to the U.S.

Criminal Code, that dog won't

hunt, Pat.

(then)

Heard you were a straight arrow.

That you wouldn't bend the rules

other agents might. He was right.

 

AGENT DENHAM

You did a background check on me?

 

JORDAN

Figured you were looking into me,

was only fair. Plus you sail on a

yacht fit for a Bond villain,

sometimes you gotta act the part.

 

AGENT DENHAM

This is why you invited me down to

your yacht? With a couple hookers

on it --

 

JORDAN

-- those are friends --

 

AGENT DENHAM

-- to get a sense of the guy who

was coming after you?

 

Jordan puts his hands up: "you got me."

 

JORDAN

Thanks for coming down. Now get

off my boat.

 

AGENT DENHAM

You know, most of the Wall Street

jackasses I bust, they were born

to the life.

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AGENT DENHAM (CONT'D)

Their father was a douchebag

before them, and his father before

that. But you, you got this way

all on your own. Good for you,

Jordan.

(as he starts to go)

Thank you for having us. I'm

absolutely certain we'll see each

other again.

(before he does)

You know, this is about the nicest

boat I've ever been on. Just think

what a hero I'll be in the office

when the bureau seizes it.

 

Jordan watches him go, temper flaring: he can't let

Denham get the final word. He calls after them:

 

JORDAN

Hey, Denham! I'm gonna eat a claw

of lobster now as I get my cock

sucked by Heidi down below. You

have a super ride home on the

subway thinking about that! *

 

As he watches them pull away, seething --

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

He was a numbers guy, a follow-the-

fucking-money'er. He wasn't gonna

come at me through my guys,

looking for a weak link and a

quick kill. He was gonna come at

me like an accountant would, the

way Ness got Capone, through my

books. Which meant? It was ass-

covering time.

 

 

138 INT. JORDAN'S ESTATE - MASTER BEDROOM - DAY (SUMMER `95) 138

 

As Naomi looks on, 5 months pregnant, Jordan packs a

suitcase.

 

NAOMI

Switzerland? What the fuck is in

Switzerland?

 

JORDAN

Swiss cheese, Naomi, what do you

fucking think?

 

 

139 INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY *139

(SUMMER `95)

 

Jordan sits talking with Rugrat and Donnie.

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JORDAN (V.O.)

Rugrat set up a meeting with a

Swiss Banker he knew from law

school who could launder our

money, but it wasn't till noon

the next day.

 

Jordan glances at his watch, washes down a few ludes.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

I knew if I timed my lude intake

right, I'd sleep through the

entire overnight flight.

 

 

140 INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - BULLPEN - DAY (SUMMER `95) 140

 

Jordan stands before the Bullpen talking to his Brokers.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

At four p.m. I popped a few ludes,

which started kicking in by the

time I finished our sales meeting.

This was the tingle phase.

 

 

141 INT. CANASTEL'S - NIGHT (SUMMER `95) 141

 

Over dinner, a visibly high Jordan ravenously digs into

his food as Donnie and four Blue Chip Hookers look on.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

By dinner I popped a few more on

top of some cocktails and an

valium or two. The slur phase.

 

 

142 INT. DANCE CLUB - NIGHT (SUMMER `95) 142

 

On the crowded dance floor, Jordan gets knocked around

like a marionette, saliva strung from his mouth.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

By eight thirty I'd done a few

more and pretty much lost my motor

skills. This was the drool phase.

 

 

143 INT. HOTEL SUITE - NIGHT (SUMMER `95) 143

 

Jordan is barely conscious as a Hooker rides him.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

And by ten I didn't know who or

what I was doing -- the amnesia

phase. We boarded the plane just

before midnight.

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144 INT. ZURICH AIRLINES - FIRST CLASS - NIGHT (SUMMER `95) *144

 

Jordan boards, slurring, drooling, completely wasted.

 

JORDAN

(to a Stewardess)

Sweetheart! Look at you!

 

And as he hugs her, then stumbles toward his seat...

 

 

145 INT. ZURICH AIRLINES - FIRST CLASS - DAY (SUMMER `95) *145

 

Quiet; morning sunlight bleeds through the window.

Jordan's eyes flicker open. He yawns, looks around,

tries to get up; he can't move. He looks down, sees

six seat belts restraining his arms and legs. Jordan

looks over at Donnie, mouth agape, asleep next to him.

 

JORDAN

Donnie. Donnie, wake up.

 

DONNIE

Nuuhh?

 

JORDAN

Untie me, shitbag. You think this

is funny?

 

DONNIE

I didn't tie you, the captain did.

He almost tasered you.

 

JORDAN

Why?

 

 

FLASHBACK -- 146

 

As PASSENGERS scream, Jordan wildly humps a STEWARDESS,

the CAPTAIN struggling to restrain him.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

This was fucking great. I hadn't

laundered a dime yet and already

I was under arrest.

 

 

147 INT. ZURICH AIRLINES - FIRST CLASS - DAY (SUMMER `95) *147

 

A pensive Jordan sits, mind racing.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

Worse yet was the plastic baggie

of ludes that Donnie'd stuffed up

his ass.

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Jordan trades looks with Donnie, who shifts

uncomfortably.

 

JORDAN (V.O.)

But before he could even get a

hemorrhoid--