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Hi, my name is Pete Helmes.

30 years ago, I started a small company

called INC Bearing and Tool,

and with these balls of steel

I built INC International.

Now we produce over 10,000 products,

from a 50-megaton nuclear warhead

to a creamier, nuttier peanut butter

and a new, quieter artificial heart.

Every day at INC we're developing products

that would improve your life, like Permalax,

an all-new laxative implant,

that relieves irregularity for up to 25 years

with a one-step implantation.

I had the Permalax implant,

now I'm regular for life.

But, more important,

we care about you,

and we care about our employees.

INC is the company

that cares about people.

Mr. Helmes wants Senator Issel's full cooperation

when we make our Latin American move.

- What did you get on him? - Yes, sir.

He's Washington's strongest supporter of big business.

That's his voting record. We contributed $150,000

to his last campaign, and laundered it through our Mexican banks--

these are the cancelled checks. His wife's a heavy boozer--

those are copies of her liquor store bills.

He's having an affair with a DC hooker named Kitten Davis--

those are the Polaroids. He's been bribed

by all the major oil companies-- these are the telephone transcripts.

And of course, the standard men's room shots.

- Fine. - And his son's graduation

- is this morning. - Perfect.

You're leaders, you're businessmen,

you're America's future.

They say a master's degree in business from this school is

the golden ticket to the top positions of industry and finance.

But this school can only provide her graduates with the tools.

It's up to you as individuals

to put those tools to work.

Where in hell is the goddamn son of a bitch?

I don't know about this, Dr. Kline,

maybe you shouldn't be taking that off.

I've got a terrible feeling this is very wrong.

My graduation ceremony starts any second.

Don't worry, Jack, you'll make it.

Are you sure this is okay in your lab?

It's a normal organic function, Jack.

I don't know, I mean, it's all the way across campus.

For 72 years our graduates...

I'm a damned US Senator, I've got a damned election coming up,

I've got a damned reputation to protect,

and I'm not going to allow your damned son

to embarrass me like this and tarnish my damned image!

Oh, yes, stay with me!

I swear I'll murder him for this.

The honor roll of America's industrial history

reads much like the honor roll of this school.

- Names like Rockefeller, - Jack!

- Ford, - Jack!

- Morgan, - Jack.

- Vanderbilt and Mellon. - Stay with me, Jack!

And it's up to you,

the Class of '85,

to carry the torch of that great tradition

into America's industrial future.

Oh, Jack, oh!

- Thank you. - Thank you.

- Thank you, thank you. - Thank you, thank you.

McDermott, Iona.

Martinez, Juan Jorge.

I didn't expect this.

Neither did I.

Low pulse rate,

vascular circulation at a minimum--

I just didn't think it'd be like this when I lost my virginity.

This is your first time?

I forgot to mention that.

- Senator. - Scott.

Hi, how are you?

- Bob Nixon, Senator Issel. - Senator.

Senator was just appointed Washington's new Chairman

of the Senate Committee on Latin American Affairs.

What brings INC out here on a workday, Scott?

- Recruiting. - Oh.

Hudson, John Matthew.

- I like this John Hudson kid. - Second in class, good family.

How about your boy? Taking any offers?

Well, let's just say Jack's reviewing his options.

He knows what's important, he'll land on his feet.

So, Jack, what are you graduating in?

- Business. - Oh, that's nice.

So, I guess, you'll be getting into business then?

Yeah.

You know, Jack just might fit into INC's program.

What do you think?

Well, I think he'd--

He'd be a terrific asset to the company.

Congratulations!

Wittenborn, Derek Paul III.

I'm running late!

Butterworth, Hugh Davidson.

Zenith, Michael.

Issel, Jack Davidson, Jr.

Thank you.

Colonel, that construction, that's us.

That, that, I own all that.

There, those two towers there.

This one, over here, this one.

20 years ago I came to this town,

I had less than $43 million in my pocket.

Now...

I own all this.

That's America, Colonel.

...WQLN Chicago, it's 7:30 A.M.

and it's already 82� out there.

Ouch, get me a cocktail.

Jack Issel, Jr.,

24-year-old son of Senator Jack Issel,

was found in bed this morning dead.

Police believe the suicide was

a result of Jack Jr.'s fear of getting up early and going to work

for the next 40 years of his life.

# Late at night #

# I can't wait to close my eyes #

# 'Cause every chance you might #

# Come into my life #

# If it's only for a moment, I just can't bear #

# The thought of you not there #

# You're in my dreams #

# Surreal, surreal #

# You're in my dreams #

# Surreal, surreal #

# I can almost feel you in my dreams #

Jack, this is your mother. I just called to say

good luck on your first day. Bye, sweetheart.

Jack, it's Monica.

Well, you remember the dress, you know, that dress?

I mean, it's like, forget it, it's totaled!

Jack, hi, this is Max Landsberger,

I'm in charge of new recruits at INC.

I'll be showing you around for the first few days.

Now, you'll be starting with Frank Stedman on the 41st floor.

I'll meet you at his office at 9:00.

Oh and congratulations, Jack.

You really scored getting Stedman. He's going right to the top.

Sid, it's Frank Stedman. I'm dead.

- Frank, just relax. - Finished!

Helmes swore he wouldn't announce this move until Christmas.

It's the goddamn headline in "The Journal"!

- Hey, no problem, Frank. - The SEC's going to want to know

why I sold 50,000 Allenville shares...

We can take care of everything, just relax.

...the day before we torpedoed the plant!

- Can you hold on just a second there? - I can go to jail!

- Can you hold? - No, I can't hold!

What do you-- Sid, Sid!

Crap! Will you get this thing moving?

We're stuck in a traffic jam, sir, I'm not the Great Houdini.

Well, blow your horn like everybody else!

Only a fool blows his horn in a traffic jam, sir.

Please, please, please, Jack, pick up, please!

Come on, come on, God, please! Sid-- Sid!

- Frank? - Thank God!

- Hold on, Frank. - No, I can't hold, Sid. Wait, hello--

Crap!

Hey!

Hey, come on!

You are insane, brother, come on!

Yes!

Hi, Sid, Scott Dantley.

Sid, the SEC's really got us by the balls

in this Stedman stock deal.

Mr. Helmes wants him terminated.

Uh-huh, wants his desk out,

his chair out, carpet out,

parking privileges revoked-- hold on, Sid.

Turn it up.

Can the stockmarket survive a nuclear holocaust?

Yes, says our next guest,

and he'll tell us what stocks to buy and what to sell

in the event of a thermonuclear exchange

right after these messages.

Listen, Sid, Mr. Helmes is the company,

he doesn't give a flying shit about Stedman's loyalty,

and he wants him out by lunch.

Look there. Ike Grisham,

Chairman of Petrodine International.

Oh, God!

I love it up here!

Dantley.

Dantley.

Get outta here!

We have most INC management women with us, Jane.

- We certainly hope you're behind us. - God, yes, absolutely, 100% .

- We have to go in united as women. - I agree, absolutely.

- As women 120% . - United we stand.

Divided we fall. Frank!

Frank, this Latin American move is really going to shake things up.

You know I'm right for division head. Just help me make my move.

- I can't talk about that now. - We'll do it tonight then.

- A drink, fine, I'll need one later. - Great, how's my place, 8:00?

They are gonna dump me over this Allenville stock deal.

- What are you talking about? - I'm dead, finished!

- Jesus, you're serious. - Dead serious.

We'll talk tonight at your place. I might need your help.

Damn it, I don't know what's the matter with me, I've got

- racquetball tonight and tomorrow. - Racquetball?

What's the matter with me? We'll have to reschedule.

- Call me, we'll reschedule. - Racquetball?

You can count on me.

Count on you?

- No one trusts me, Mike. - Oh, Al, trust me, they trust you.

- I'm too honest for them. - You're not that honest.

- Everyone thinks I'm an asshole. - No, not everyone.

Name one person who hasn't called me an asshole.

- Stedman. - Stedman, that asshole?

-Name someone with clout. - Al, pull yourself together.

Mike, don't shit me, don't shit a dead man.

You're looking at an insect husk,

a whacked up, burned out body shell.

- A dead person! - Al, it's only Monday.

You're talking like it's already Friday.

- Scott Dantley, Colonel Frank Tolliver. - Hello, Colonel.

Apollo 6, Apollo 16,

and now national sales rep for Daisy Fresh Toilet Tissue.

You've always been a hero, sir.

Colonel Tolliver is going to speak

to the prayer breakfast on "God in Space."

So, won't you say you're the...

the, the--

What are the implications of the tests, Dr. Hirsch?

You mean, I only have--

you mean, I only have 8 months to live?

Are you absolutely--

is that a certainty?

Okay, thank you.

What the hell are you doing?

- We are not the source-- - Put it back!

Put it all back! Down!

Down, down, down, down, down, down.

All I know is what's on the work order.

Why are you doing this? Who told you to do this to me?

Someone said the guy who was in here died.

Died? Died?!

Do I look dead, huh? What the hell do you mean died?

- Do I? - Not to me, sir.

This is Jack Issel, sir.

Out of my freaking way!

Good morning, Frank.

Jack Issel, Max Landsberger.

- How are you doing? - Hi.

There has been a slight screw up.

You won't be starting with Stedman this morning.

- I thought I caught him at a bad time. - No problem.

Lesson number one:

Beware of the furniture movers.

When the axe falls, they're always the first to know.

People see them coming and they shit.

I thought Mr. Stedman didn't seem too happy.

Hell no, he just got fired.

Listen, I got you set up in PR with Howard Gross.

Gross is the kind of guy

who really knows how to handle the pressure.

This is Howard Gross talking! I'm 35 years old,

I'm the head of this division! I'm not the head of this division

because I'm a moron. I got the head of this division,

because I-I-I'm not a moron! My neck is on the line here.

I'm the one who's going to determine

if it's brilliant or not brilliant, and I'm telling you it's crap!

Look, I'm not-- listen to me,

I'm not trying to sell pantyhose! It's on my head.

I've got to convince them that killing 100,000 jobs

and closing down a plant, moving it to Latin America is not unpatriotic.

I've got to sell this being as patriotic as goddamn apple pie!

If anybody up there sees this,

I'm going to die. They're going to kill me.

I've got to go. I've got--

The phone's going here. I've got to put you on hold.

I've got 35 lines going here. I've got the one that has

three lines coming in. I got 35 people looking at me.

- Hang on for a second. What? -Mr. Young's on three.

He's just seen the campaign. He sounds upset.

- Tell him to hold. - Mr. Rayback's on four.

He's also seen the campaign. He also sounds upset.

- Tell Rayback to hold! - Your wife's on five from the hospital.

- Her father just passed away. - Tell my wife to hold.

Your mechanic's on six.

He wants to talk to you about your Mercedes.

- Hey, how are you doing, Lars? - Hello, Mr. Gross. How are you?

- Good talking to you. - Fine. No, I'm great.

You guys are great, are you kidding? So is it going to be ready?

We're having a problem with your car. It's more than an oil leak.

I'm afraid we'll have to also fix the transmission. $2500, I'd say.

What are you talking about? No, I just wanted the oil.

-Plus labor, we're talking $4000 even. - Wait, wait, wait!

You wanna come over and see my driveway?

I got no oil on my driveway.

What are you talking about, a leak?

You guys are a bunch of goniffs. You bring in a car.

You put a leak in it. It's all under warranty!

They can't do this.

They're doing it. They're doing it.

Hi, Frank.

- I gotta see Dantley! - He's on his way

- to the prayer breakfast, sir. - Jesus Christ!

You guys are goniffs. You guys are worse-- you guys are--

You think you have a monopoly because you have a dealership there?

You're crazy! I bring it in at 15, at 25, at 35, for a goddamn oil change!

That's under warranty, that transmission!

I'm working here all day long! I'm 35 years old! I head up a division!

I'm going to have a heart attack trying to pay for this car!

Lesson number two: Never volunteer, never confront,

never talk to anyone you can possibly avoid.

- Hello, Max. - Morning, Bob.

Lousy thing about Stedman.

We're doing everything in our power to save his neck.

Let me show you where your office is, Jack.

Excuse me.

Stedman's out. I want xeroxed copies of his personal files.

- Hudson, that's your first job. - Sir.

- A list of his contracts and Rolodex. - Sir.

Rich, I want his underground parking spot--

get maintenance to paint my name on it before somebody else grabs it.

- Anything else? - You're late for your prayer breakfast.

I think you've got "God in Space" this morning, sir.

I believe in the Lord God, mister.

If more people in this company had my faith,

we'd not only be the biggest,

we'd also be the best.

Amen, sir.

Through business and industry

the Lord God can once again

become a real force in America.

American industry is the cornerstone

of moral order,

spiritual vitality,

and national defense.

When I stepped into your building this morning,

I could feel the spirit of the Lord

flowing through these halls.

I've got 35 guys on hold.

I've got too many guys on hold. I can't talk to you!

What do you want me to say? Your father is dead!

There's no point in him being in semi-private, okay?

He could be in Yankee Stadium!

He doesn't have to be in semi-private. The man is dead!

Of course the company's got a policy. That doesn't mean I get covered for it.

I've got 35 lines here. I can't talk to you. Hang on.

It wasn't my fault. I'll call you back.

It wasn't my fault. It wasn't my fault.

- Hey. - Hey.

Come on! Move.

- Was that-- - Yeah, Frank.

Lesson number four:

The secret to survival is never make a decision.

- Never? - Never.

The minute you do, you get screwed.

I didn't make that decision! I approved somebody else's decision!

Don't you know the difference between a decision and an approval?

Find out what the difference is,

and then call the guy who made the decision. I just approved it!

What are you guys doing to me? You're killing me up here!

I've got a $72,000 Mercedes-Benz

that's leaking more oil than Poland,

I've got a dead father-in-law who's pissed because he is in semi-private,

I've got a cat in the hospital costing me $100 a day,

I could put him in the Hyatt for $75!

You guys are killing me up here!

I'm dying here, I'm dying!

I love this business.

So you think you're executive material, Jack?

You mean, can I play hardball?

No, I mean, can you kiss ass?

We'd better get a move on.

Gross will have a heart attack if you keep him waiting.

I'm afraid Mr. Gross can't make the meeting.

He can't be that busy.

I wouldn't exactly call what Mr. Gross is doing right now as being busy.

- Well, then what is he? - He's dead.

- He's dead. - Let's make it after lunch.

After lunch is just as bad. Mr. Gross is dead.

He'll still be dead after lunch.

Mr. Young will be very upset.

I know Mr. Young gets upset when we cancel business meetings,

- but Mr. Gross has passed away. - Passed away?

- Dead. - Dead? You mean, really dead?

- No longer alive, correct. - Try aspirin--

The man is dead. He's turning green as we speak.

He's not going to make it to lunch,

and he's not gonna make it to the meeting.

So if Mr. Young wants to see Mr. Gross that badly,

I'll ship Mr. Gross's body down by Eternal Mail.

Gross screams a lot. He's a little nuts,

- but you'll get used to him. - Right.

You can live with him as long as you lift

- your end of the load. - Right.

- Lift. - Right.

Howard Gross is one of the best PR men in the business.

He's been doing a hell of a job for us for a lot of years.

Real pressure player.

Son of a bitch, he looks pretty bad.

He's dead, sir.

You can call me Max.

He's dead, Max.

You won't be starting with Gross.

Give me a minute on this. I'll make a call.

Let me try and set you up with Mike Hoover.

He's got a great future in this company.

They sure dropped a shitload of power in your lap!

Al, I want to talk to you.

You were smart, Mike.

You picked up the whole Latin American region last year.

Who would have guessed this Allenville move?

You lucky son of a bitch!

Al, you're the only guy I can talk to!

Walk me down. I'm going to have a little time

before the prayer breakfast meeting. Mike, I'm gone!

I'm dead, and you don't even understand

the meaning of the word dead!

- Pardon. - Hold the elevator.

You're actually physically dying?

Eight months. The doctor said eight months.

I just couldn't believe it.

Now, look, Al, the most important thing is,

I don't want you to tell anybody about this,

because if any of these guys find out anything about this, it'll be terrible!

Al, my work is all I have left right now.

And I want to keep working for as long as I can.

If any of these guys finds out anything about this,

they are going to be after my job like a bunch of vultures.

So be sure you don't tell anybody, all right?

Jesus, Mike,

I swear I wouldn't say a word.

Social disorder, drugs,

homosexuality,

racial impurity, and foreign imports.

Hoover just told me he had eight months to live.

Jesus. What's he got?

The whole Latin American Division.

I mean, what disease?

Jesus, I forgot to ask.

Gentlemen, let us pray.

Jesus.

My carpets.

They rolled up my carpets.

My sink.

"To Frank Stedman,

for 15 years of service."

A Timex.

A goddamn lousy $22 Timex!

- Amen. - Amen.

- Jack, welcome aboard. - Thank you, sir.

I know your father.

Great senator, great American, outstanding human being.

Well, he's managed to stay out of jail,

and we're real proud about that, sir.

You've met Howard Gross.

Uh, not really, I mean, he died.

He died before I could--

You'll have a new boss in a few days, Jack.

We were planning on moving Howard out anyway.

- Move him out. - Yes, sir.

He never really had the heart for the job.

God, I love this company.

I love the action. I love how it tests you every minute of every day.

Let it down for one second,

the entire system will roll over you

like a Mac truck-- it's merciless.

- But when you're there in that cab... - Yeah!

gripping that wheel,

pedal to the metal, foot to the floor,

flat out screaming down the highway, wind at your heels,

the entire power of a multinational corporation

pounding under the hood-- ha!

Nothing like it, nothing in the world.

Bob, what was Frank Stedman wearing this morning?

An old blue suit, sir.

That's what I thought.

My God.

The exhilaration of power, that's what we're all here for, Jack.

But you gotta have what it takes. Am I right, Nixon?

Absolutely, sir.

- Stedman. - Looks like it.

The company is a world onto itself.

Company giveth, company taketh away.

The strong survive, the weak fall.

Jack,

we won't be easy on you, but I promise you this--

- be a better man for it. - Absolutely.

Two in one morning.

Welcome to the world of big business.

You won't be starting with Hoover.

Rumor is he'll be dead in eight months.

You'll be starting in complaints. This is you.

It's small, but it has no window.

Eliminates the temptation to jump.

You could always hang yourself.

No way, the ceiling's too low.

Hi, my name is Rabinovich. I'm from St. Louie.

I'm just down the hall. I'm new, too.

Max Landsberger.

- Jack Issel. - Hi.

Well, if it isn't the senator's son.

I bet Daddy had to pull a few strings to get you in here.

I believe it was a straight cash payoff.

- Max Landsberger. - John Hudson.

Jack, why don't you take a few minutes to get settled?

I have to make some new arrangements for you anyway.

I'll be back in a flash.

Gentlemen.

This cream developed by your company to eliminate hair from women's legs

is a crime against women, a crime against nature,

and we demand its immediate removal from the market.

You don't think women should shave their legs or underarms.

Take a look.

We are not, and I repeat, not involved in the underarm issue.

You're not involved in the underarm issue?

That's the W.A.C.P.F.S.M.M.L.

- W.A.C.-- - Women Against Corporate Promotion

of Female Self-Mutilation, Marxist-Leninists.

I'm going to pass this on to my superior.

- Aw, shut up. - Pass this on to your superior, Jack.

Yeah.

Do you know what this is, Mr. Issel?

Is this a trick question?

This is the liver of a sperm whale.

A subsidiary of your corporation is killing sperm whales for this liver.

We all represent groups who are opposed

to this murderous action against God and nature.

Child Psychologists For a Free Poland Against Whaling!

Right.

Zionism is fascism. Fascism is murder.

Murder is whaling. Whaling is Zionism!

Right. Yeah.

Larry and I were together for six years.

Then your company gave him a transfer,

and they won't give me his address.

This is bad. This is very, very bad.

- You know Larry. - Right.

Very, very unhappy man.

You're keeping us apart

and I will not let big business

play with people's lives like this!

Hold his arm.

You! You slug!

They'll hang me! Larry!

I'm looking for someone in Public Relations.

- They sent me down here. - They did?

My name is Rachael, I'm here to lodge a complaint against your company.

Okay, that's why I'm here.

Look, Mr. Issel, I'm not naive.

I realize these complaints will be filed away somewhere and forgotten,

but we will fight your criminal company in every way that we can.

Here, this is for you, Mr. Issel.

Jesus.

What's the problem?

Too much coffee.

Ahem. Anyway,

there are 25,000 names on that petition.

That's the population of Allenville.

If your company closes the Allenville plant,

those people lose their jobs and their homes,

all because your company can get a little bit more profit

by moving the plant to some poor country where labor is 10� an hour

- and you guys own the government. - Gosh, you're pretty.

- Ahem. - Would you like to sit?

No, thank you.

If INC pulls out, this town dies, Mr. Issel.

Hey, don't yell at me. I just started here this morning.

- Would you like a Diet Coke? - No, thank you.

Now, if INC would let the workers buy the plant

and run it themselves, they could save this town.

That sounds very sensible.

Hey, listen, I gotta tell you,

you're the most interesting and attractive person

- I've met on this job so far. - That's typical.

They always dump us on some little guy

who just wants to make small-talk.

Hey, wait a minute. This little guy is going some place, fella.

Oh, where's that, fella?

I'm going to lunch at 12:30.

Hey, look, come along and we can talk about this Allenville thing.

No, thank you. This photocopy of the petition is for your boss.

- How about lunch on Tuesday? - And this pamphlet outlines

the damages that will be done if the plant closes.

- I'm free on Wednesday. - Goodbye, Mr. Issel.

I'm free on Thursday. Thursday--

Actually, I'm free right through 2010.

Jane, come on, can we do that afterwards?

"Howard Gross's tragic death was not only a personal loss,

but a blow to the entire Public Relations Division."

God, can't that wait?

No, no, wait a minute.

"As former PR head, I feel qualified to recommend Jane Caldwell

as the new PR Division Vice President.

She is a tough-minded,

innovative,

aggressive executive--"

No, I can do better than that.

- Now what? - Just hold it, Bob.

"She is a tough-minded,

innovative, aggressive

team player."

Better, right?

"She has combined intelligence

and a relentless drive...

with wit and unique femininity.

In short, she's the number one choice for the job."

Signed, Bob Nixon. What do you think?

I think you've upset my concentration.

I'll have it typed, and you'll sign it in the morning, all right?

A deal is a deal.

All right. All right, all right, all right.

Don't be so angry. Hmm?

Scott, this is Coach Branch Kipp.

You've always been a hero, Coach.

You know, two Super Bowl championships

with all-white teams is quite a feat.

It helps to have God in the back field.

Bob Nixon, my pleasure.

- How is the Issel kid doing? - Good.

- Promote him. - He just started this week.

Promote him.

We have to make the San Marcos move sooner than I thought.

I want his father in place.

I'll move him into Jane Caldwell's department.

What do you think, Jack?

It's...

Perfect.

Yes, ma'am.

God, it's weird.

I'm only 29 years old

and I'm already head of Public Relations and Communications.

- I must be blessed. - You had a little help.

Bob! Oh, God,

I appreciate all you did. You were fantastic.

Why don't I...

drop by your place tonight?

Oh, God, I'm up to my ears tonight.

I've got departmental meetings the whole week.

- When then? - When?

When, when, when? Let's see, let's see.

When, when, when, when?

How's the-- how's the first week in September?

That's two months from now.

I'm up to my ears, Bob.

What do you want from me?

You are just screwing your way to the top, aren't you?

I wouldn't be much of an executive if I screwed my way to the bottom,

would I?

- Excuse me, sir, could you tell me-- - You!

- Sir? - Yes, you, mister.

Do you work for this corporation or are you a messenger?

My name is Rabinovich. I'm a new recruit here.

You never wear brown shoes with a blue suit, Mr. Rubinstein.

Well, I just did that-- it's Rabinovich, sir.

And you never, ever, ever

hold your glasses together with tape and a paper clip.

- Mr. Rosenberg! - I did this because they're broke--

- It's Rabinovich, sir. - Glasses!

- Glasses? - Now, now, now! Glasses!

Now, you have them fixed by a licensed optometrist.

Shoes! Shoes, shoes, shoes!

Black only in this corporation,

Mr. Rubinstein.

- Is that for me? - It's just a complaint.

By the way, you've been promoted to Executive Assistant

Vice President of External Information and Public Affairs.

This is just my first week.

You must have good friends upstairs but don't get too excited.

It's the same job with 10% more salary and 90% more title.

What on earth is the Allenville 25,000?

Oh, that's the population of the whole town.

- See, we're closing the plant. - So?

Well, I just thought

maybe we should consider the impact on the community.

Fine. Write up a report.

Write up a report?

Thank you.

Don't let them close Allenville.

Help keep American jobs at home.

INC is working against the interests of the American people.

Sorry, I already gave him a quarter.

They are moving plants to the Third World where labor is cheaper.

- Don't let them close-- Oh! - Nice move.

- Oh, God. - Hey!

Rachael!

Still protesting, huh?

You're really into this.

Sorry, I got mustard on your suit.

And I ordered this suit ketchup only.

That's okay. That's fine.

- How have you been? - Fine.

Don't let INC close Allenville.

- Do you eat here often? - Save Allenville.

Food's not great, but I like it

because it's quiet. You can talk.

- Ma'am, save Allenville. - Did you decide about our lunch?

Look, you don't get it, do you? I don't like you.

- Ah. - I don't like your company,

I don't like what any of you people stand for.

I don't stand for anything.

Oh, that's great. That's something to be proud of.

No, no, I mean, I don't stand for anything you think I stand for.

I stand for other things.

Oh, so what do you stand for?

Well...

honor, truth

and great sex.

And air conditioning

and life after death.

I'm in favor of life after death with air conditioning.

- Ready? - Yeah.

I hope your friend knows how to play our game.

He doesn't have to.

Graduated first at MIT,

IQ of about 10,000.

That's INC's new fair-haired boy, and they know it.

Take this, jerk.

Come on.

Come on, go!

- Are you okay, Conan? - No sweat.

8-6.

Come on, come on.

Are you okay?

I just never played full-contact racquetball before.

Come on.

You'll be okay. Come on, let's get these guys.

Banzai!

Whoo! All right!

- Next one out. - Keep it up! Keep going.

Damn it!

Shit!

Jesus, how did you miss that?

Damn!

Come on, come on!

- 15-12. - All right!

Game and match.

Well, we beat them.

But we suffered.

You suffered. We beat them.

- What are you doing? - I'm working.

You're bleeding is what you're doing.

Excuse me.

It's 10:00 at night, you should be bleeding on your own time.

There are a few things I have to clear up before tomorrow.

I can't believe the man's total devotion to his work.

To Rabinovich and Issel,

forever victorious, forever bold.

Look, they're just a few columns

I have to add up before tomorrow, okay?

Look at your commitment.

I went through college and business school

with someone else's notes and a Xerox machine.

I've xeroxed my way through life, Rabinovich.

"Do the minimum, keep your old man off your back,

take the glorious path of least resistance."

That's me.

Sounds all right, if you can pull it off.

It scares the shit out of me to think

I'm going to be an executive here at 50.

It scares the shit out of me to think

I won't be an executive here at 50.

Can I help you?

Yeah, they said you'd have my business cards up here.

The name's Hudson, John Hudson.

Let me check.

Whose are these?

Those are Mr. Rabinovich's.

Yours aren't here yet.

What's all this about? Somebody fired?

No, they moved Jack Issel up here from 29.

This is the Vice President's floor.

He got a promotion.

In one week?

In one goddamn week?

That's right.

This is too great.

I don't understand this at all.

This is very strange.

Lesson number 23: Don't try and figure them out.

If they give you something, go for it.

Absolutely.

Mr. Rabinovich.

Two more luncheon specials over here, please, Sacha.

- Thanks. - Two more here also.

- Hey. - How is it going?

- What happened? - They fired him this morning.

Shoot my brains out. Quicker, that'll be quicker.

No problem for anybody. Bang.

Apparently, a letter with his card enclosed

was dropped at the office of the Saudi company

we do a lot of business with.

It said that INC wouldn't boycott the Israelis

and that the Saudis could go screw themselves.

- What? - Well, the sheik freaked,

and Dantley had to get down and kiss a whole lot of Saudi ass

to cool them out, and they insisted Rabinovich be fired.

Who the hell would put Rabinovich's card--

It's no longer an issue. Don't get involved if you want to survive.

Coffee, coffee, coffee!

Now, now, now!

Move your goddamn ass!

Allow me.

Your coffee, sir.

Courtesy of Rabinovich.

And this is from me.

He'll need some cream and sugar.

"Department...

Public Relations.

Subject: Allenville."

This is Word Processing Input Unit 1205M...

Security check for floor--

at Public Relations, Room 417, Jack Issel.

"Proposal:

Co-operative

plant ownership.

Objective:

Save the community,

enhance INC image

as 'the company

who cares about people."'

Right there, look.

"Cooperative plant ownership."

That does sound like some sort of Communist thing to me.

What did I tell you?

- Are you Jack Issel? - Yeah.

Security check. Clear the files.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Bag everything.

You want to tell me what's going on?

What the hell is this?

It looks like a printout of my Allenville report.

You'll have the workers controlling the means of production.

and that is anti-profit, which is anti-business,

which is anti-INC International,

which is anti-American, which is anti-Christian,

which is anti-life and pro-abortion.

Hey, it was just a suggestion.

- A suggestion? - What do you think?

If I had my way, I would take you people into the street

- and have you shot. - Shot?

Photos!

So, how is the work going, Jack?

Work? Fine, good. Very good.

I heard Security ran a check on you.

Well, that's what they called it, sir.

Very intense sentiments, though.

Well, security is an intense profession, Jack.

They get a bit trigger-happy.

They thought some...

Allenville report you wrote was subversive.

I straightened them out.

My God, your father's a US senator.

I'm sure it was all just some...

silly miscommunication, right?

I only thought that if we could somehow

find a way to help save the town,

we could really show we were the company that cares,

like our TV ad says. It's good PR.

TV isn't real life. Is it, Bob?

Oh, absolutely not real life, sir,

except perhaps the news.

And shows like "Real People."

Those amazing animals are very real, sir.

I disagree.

- I think they set those animals up. - I agree with you.

Jack, we want Allenville to go down the tubes.

Down the tubes, sir?

We wanna lose our investment.

The plant depreciation allowance

nets us millions in tax refunds if that town dies.

By the way, I hear Hoover's dying. What's he got?

No one knows. He's being tight-assed about the whole thing, sir.

How do you think we should handle it?

With this new push into Latin America,

I doubt he can handle the whole division in his condition.

To be honest, couldn't have handled it while he was alive.

He's not dead yet. Right, Jack?

No, sir.

Oh, you know what I mean, sir.

In terms of company operating procedure, he's de facto dead.

People are looking at me like I'm already dead.

You told them, didn't you, Al?

Not a word. I swear on my mother's grave.

If I'm lying, my wife and kids should be tortured and killed today.

I'm ready to step in when he dies.

- And if he doesn't die? - Oh, I'm confident he will, sir.

What do you think, Jack?

Why don't you just kill him, sir?

- No. - No.

I told you to go out there

and listen to what those protesters had to say,

not make some lunatic suggestion...

using my computer key.

That could destroy everything I've worked for in this company

and take me right back to the steno pool.

Jane, I hope we understand each other.

If anyone finds out about this, I'm dead.

- Hi. - Hi.

Jane,

what are you two doing here?

Isn't this my office?

That's funny. I was in my office, in my bathroom,

and now I'm here in her office.

This is the sort of thing I hear

that happens to people under stress.

How weird.

I've been under a lot of pressure lately.

- Zip this up for me. - Yes, ma'am.

This kind's easy to get off, but a bugger to get on.

You've got a lot of hair here.

You think I'm an A-one bitch, huh?

No, ma'am.

You know, we're all the same up here,

except you call the men tough,

and the women bitches or worse.

What's your opinion?

I think you're...

very...

- Don't fall for it, Jack. - No, ma'am.

For what?

Don't fall for the lie we tell ourselves.

We're only doing the dirty stuff

to get the power.

It will give us the freedom to do all the good things we really want.

Then you get the power,

and you can't goddamn remember

what it was you wanted the freedom for in the first place.

# Looks like you need someone #

# Looks like you could use somebody... #

- What are you listening to? - Dylan.

# Don't you think that you already said enough? #

# Doesn't your mouth ever stop? #

- Look at these. - Where did you get this?

Over there.

She was handing them out by the door.

Where is she?

I guess, she's gone. Sorry, man.

# There's something deep inside #

# That stays lonely forever #

# It's a sad but natural fact #

# It's just a waste of time #

-# Don't cry on your own shoulder... # - Yeah, I was at the park.

- I'll see you later. - Yeah, later.

# Don't cry on your own shoulder... #

Hi.

Are you really handing these things out on a Saturday night?

- Are you following me? - Yes, I'm following you.

I thought of everything you said,

and everything you stand for,

and I want to dance with you.

It's really nothing personal, I just--

I don't dance with company men.

I'm not a company man.

I'm going to be fired any day.

I really don't want to.

# Reach out for yet another cigarette #

# Hoping it's the one #

# That helps you to forget #

# The sting of remembering things #

# Was that the dreadful siren's call? #

# Get up and watch the buildings start to fall... #

Hey, do you realize you're dancing

with the new Corporate Vice President?

You did it, man.

He just got promoted yesterday.

Promoted?

Just a second ago you told me you were going to be fired.

I can explain that.

You see, it's just a temporary promotion until I'm fired.

You're not gonna do that.

You're not going to-- you did it.

# It's a sad, but natural fact... #

Thank you.

No, no.

You're going to die.

# You can't take it back #

# Only wasting time #

# Don't cry on your own shoulder... #

What do you think, Jack?

Perfect.

Perfect.

That's perfect.

This is perfect.

I am perfect.

Since the 1984 oil discovery in New Guinea,

we have sold the Bukias hill tribesmen

12 of our S-24 Sky Wolf Super Pursuit Fighters.

At $21 million per unit. That's $252 million.

This has started a local arms race between the Bukias

and their local neighbors, the Klaklalas.

Now, the Klaklalas also happen to be sitting

on quite a large amount of oil.

And the Klaklalas now want to buy

20 of our new S-24/X-Ray

Ultra Pursuit Fighters for $480 million.

What are the chances of war between them?

Very good, sir. Our spare parts replacement contracts

could be very lucrative.

Who trains their flight personnel?

Well, as near as we can assess it,

they don't actually fly the planes.

They sort of roll them down hills,

crashing them into each other.

Personally, I think it's a shameful waste of incredible kill power.

- Make the deal. - Absolutely.

- Next. - Mr. Chairman,

we are a company on the move. I have two megastocks

and a super-promotional idea that can bring INC

$500 million to $1 billion in gross revenues.

That is not about white power,

nor is it about black power.

It is about green power-- money!

M-O-N-E-Y.

We are talking about geometric progression.

One, two, four, eight, sixteen!

The numbers boggle the mind.

So, in conclusion,

all we have to do is to get off the dime

and put the show on the road.

Thank you very much.

Next.

Arthur W. Harris, 969 Columbus Avenue,

security guard, unemployed.

Single unit baby blue Princess model

three months overdue on a balance of $188.64.

Disconnect.

Why does Mr. Helmes review individual phone bills?

He feels it keeps him in touch with the people.

...employed, wall unit push-button black

- 25-foot flexicord, 10 weeks overdue-- - Not him again.

10 weeks overdue

on a balance of $154.88.

Disconnect.

He does claim the check is in the mail, sir.

We own the goddamn mail service.

I know what's in it and what's not,

and his check is not in my mail. Disconnect.

Next.

We're all set to close Allenville...

Friday.

Do you expect any trouble down there?

Nothing to speak of,

TV cameras and the handful of the usual protesters.

Maybe we ought to send somebody down there

to tell our side of the story.

Exactly what is our side of the Allenville story?

We're losing money hand over fist.

That's not true.

No, but it's our side of the story.

Lesson number 47:

There are no truths, only stories.

Just let me do the talking.

Max,

do you ever think there's something profoundly wrong with the world

when a company like ours produces

hair removal cream and nuclear warheads?

No.

- Sal, you want a hit? - No, thanks, sir.

I'm getting a pretty good contact high as it is.

# I am Pilate and Jesus #

# And I wept and Lennon died #

# Yet I envied his assailant #

# When I visited the shrine #

# I cried for all those Beatles fans... #

Uh, Sal? Sal, isn't that the Allenville exit we just passed?

I think you're right, sir.

Yeah, it said Allenville, you know.

Uh...

I have a plan, sir.

I can go to the next exit and whip around.

It would be no problem, I think.

Great. Sal, keep your eye on the road.

# Can't stay a boy #

# In no man's land... #

Great.

# I once hid my lust for stardom #

-# Like a filthy magazine... # - Sal, look,

isn't this the Allenville exit coming up here again?

Sal...

Sir, I think that was it again.

Yeah, I think so, man, because it said, "Allenville."

I could back up, sir.

- No, no, no, I wouldn't. - Don't do--

- I could back up. - No, it's a bad idea.

No, it's cool, just go--

Sir, I could-- I could U-ey right here.

- No, no. - That's okay, Sal, please.

There's not-- No, we're in-- We're only a half-hour late.

That's no problem.

This is death. Let's get the hell outta here.

Jack, where are you going? Jack! What are you doing?

Max, there's a very big turnout here for us today.

Jack, get back in the car. Get back in the--

- Sal. - Yes, sir?

- Keep the motor running. - Won't do that, sir, it could heat up.

- Sal, do me a favor. - Sir?

Don't call me "sir." These people are going to think I'm in charge.

- Call me Max. - Max.

- Max. - No problem, Max.

Are you from the Allenville office?

- Yes. - No, no.

Did you people expect this sort of reaction?

- It's amazing. It's outrageous. - Actually,

we expected people to be upset,

but we are not anticipating any trouble.

What did I do?

- Well, well, you guys finally did it. - Hi.

"The company who cares about people," right?

Most of these people will be on unemployment,

because there are no other jobs in town.

When that fails, it's rough there for the lucky ones who qualify.

Is it true that this plant is still a viable operation,

and INC is relocating it to Central America because labor is cheaper there?

- I think so. - No.

Is it also true that INC stands to gain more in tax write-offs

if the plants fails than if it operates at a moderate profit?

- I think so. - You think so?

You think so? You're there to deny that shit!

Jack.

Doesn't INC have a moral responsibility to these workers...

to keep this plant and these jobs in the U.S.?

- Moral responsibility? - Is that Jack?

- You haven't answered my question. - Jesus Christ, it is Jack.

Does INC have a responsibility to keep this town working?

- Jack! - Well, in business school we learned

that the main goal of corporations is to maximize profits and survive,

so they act in their own self-interest.

- He hasn't been well! - Self-interest?

What is that goddamn idiot talking about?

What did that goddamn son of a bitch say?

You're related to Senator Jack Issel,

- is that right? - No.

- Yes, I am. - Son of a bitch.

- I'm his son. - Lying goddamn bastard.

Are you people crazy? I'm taking names.

Get out of here. Look what you're doing.

This is marked up. It's a new paint job. What's the matter with you?

So INC has no responsibility to these people?

INC operates purely on profit a motive.

- Jack. - Pure self-interest, then?

- Absolutely. - Thank you.

We should kill the bastard that sent that moron out there.

In the old days I would have had that son of a bitch in cement

and dumped into the river before you can say Henry Ford.

Unfortunately, these are the post-Watergate '80s.

- Well, then shoot him. - Not a wise idea, sir.

I'm one of the most powerful men in the world,

and if I can't have someone shot,

then what the hell does it mean to have power anymore?

We don't want to alienate his father at this point.

Then fire that Commie, but get him out of my company.

# Deep in the night I'll be watching you... #

That limo cost $75,000.

Damn it, Jack, we went out there to tell them our side of the story,

we didn't go out there to tell them the truth.

They're going to have my ass.

Thanks, honey.

- Come on. - Okay.

- Yeah. - Yeah, okay.

See you later. Take care, man. Sorry about the car.

- I love you. - I know you do. I love you too.

- Perfect. - Perfect.

Okay,

you're going that way,

I'm going this way.

- Are you okay? - Get serious.

- Are you okay? - Lesson number 59...

- You're okay. - Take off, Durango!

I'll see you tomorrow.

- So long, Maxie. - So long, Jack.

Am I okay!?

# Doesn't matter #

# I'll never work again #

# Because I'm fired #

# And they are going to kill me #

# And then I'll be dead #

# How little we understand #

# What touches-- dancing-- #

I don't remember you at the bar.

I don't even know your name.

I never do this.

Hey, I know that face.

Come on, let me get you out of these wet clothes.

I'm probably just another cheap pick-up to you.

Another great-looking piece of beefcake.

Another USDA prime rib roast.

You know,

if I had any respect for myself,

I'd walk right out that door.

Wait a minute, this is my place.

Sorry.

Lesson number one, Jack: Beware of the furniture movers.

People see them coming and they shit.

We want all the wallpaper, the carpet,

and the upholstery redone.

Corporations have as much power over our lives as the government.

But we can't vote them out if we think

they don't represent the public interest.

Corporations don't have to tell us why they do what they do.

That's a fact of American life,

but yesterday INC International broke the rule.

When asked why they closed their Allenville plant,

INC International spokesman Jack Issel

didn't peddle some PR sob story,

he told the truth,

"Corporations act in their own self-interest."

Like it or not, that's a fact of life in the free world,

and Mr. Issel had the guts to say it.

For that, this reporter gives INC International

10 out of 10 for honesty.

It's the same on all the stations.

He's like a national hero.

- Bring him to me. - We just fired him.

I'll tell you, Jack, this stuff is going to look pretty shabby

in your new office. I'll get you a decorator.

I thought I was fired.

Fired? No, no, no.

Mr. Helmes was very impressed

by the way you handled those TV people.

He'd like to see you at his house on Sunday.

I came on over and he's hanging here in the middle of the room.

I think you found a home for yourself here, Jack.

Yeah, they're cutting him down right now.

Prime spot for Allenville is San Marcos.

Cheap labor, cheap and plentiful resources.

Only one hitch,

Telecore International has President Sanchez in their pocket,

and they don't want any competition from us. We're locked out.

Not if we get to General Sepulveda.

He's Sanchez's right-hand man, hungry for the top spot.

You're talking about a coup, sir.

A coup?

I am simply saying

that we replace a general sympathetic to Telecore's needs

with one sympathetic to our needs.

That is not a coup.

It's just a realignment

of American interests abroad.

I think we want Washington with us if things flare up.

Then we must meet with Senator Issel.

You know, it wouldn't hurt to tie his boy in right from the top.

What goes on at these prayer breakfasts?

These guys fly in in helicopters

and make speeches. We pray to the gods.

- The gods? - The gods of greed,

the gods of money, the volcano god, the tree god.

Max, do you think I'm doing the right thing here?

You know, I heard the Japanese are working on a micro orgasm.

They keep promoting me. I don't do anything!

It's revolutionary, soon you'll be able to have group sex

on a silicon chip no bigger than my fingernail.

Max, you're not taking me seriously.

This place is totally bananas.

Any reasonable, normal person

would have quit a long time ago. That's what worries me.

Relax, man. What are you worried about?

Helmes has got his eye on you.

You're in line for another big promotion,

Yes, as soon as someone drops dead, or jumps,

or maybe I'm supposed to pull the trigger myself.

They are really doing it up there, Max, and for what?

For money and power, Jack. It's the American way.

Lesson number 79:

When the tough get going, the weak get screwed.

I can't play it like that.

It's the only way to play it, Jack.

What about you?

You're not like the rest of them. How do you survive it?

I just go with the flow. I flipped out years ago. I only look sane.

The secret is, you've gotta be crazy

to maintain your sanity up here,

but you're sane, Jack.

That's exactly why you're going crazy.

Helmes invited me to his house.

The house, tremendous.

Max, I feel like I'm being pushed around

in some insane game.

Stop complaining. You keep getting pushed up

when everybody else gets pushed down.

Max, this man is talking in German.

I never listen to these guys anyway.

I hope you'll come back for visits.

It will be deathly quiet around here without you.

Shit, Albert, I can't come back to this life anymore.

I'll miss that.

- Miss what? - "Shit, Albert."

You are the only one in the family who ever talked to me like that.

Yeah, I'll miss you, too,

but I gotta get out of here.

My father, he thinks I'm insane.

You know, he would love to have me put away in some asylum

just because I don't think like he does.

Do you know that he virtually refuses to admit I even exist anymore?

I'm gonna get my junk together.

These are perfect instruments, Jack.

Stradivariuses run, oh, $300,000

to well over $1 million apiece.

Here, hold that one.

Feel the quality.

It almost pulsates, doesn't it?

I've never been this close to one before, sir.

Do you like good music?

Oh, yes, sir.

So do I.

Oh my God.

Look, l-- I'm really sorry.

Another Stradivarius.

These are not Stradivariuses, Jack.

These are Polyvariuses.

Perfect polyurethane copies.

We begin mass production in the fall.

It sounds like a Stradivarius,

it looks like a Stradivarius,

it smells like a Stradivarius,

and...

at $49.95,

that is one hell of a savings for the public.

Perfection,

that's what we're after, Jack.

We're doing God's work, son.

The Third World, Jack,

the last frontier.

That's where the Allenville plant is going.

The corporation that controls the Third World

in the next century, Jack,

controls the globe. Think of that.

One world economy under INC,

one corporation under God,

one moral, spiritual, economic unity.

Sounds like very big stuff, sir.

Very big stuff, Jack.

San Marcos's ruling Democratic Party.

This is General Sanchez. He lacks vision.

This is General Sepulveda.

He has vision.

- I want you to meet with Sepulveda. - Me?

They're touring the United States this week,

meeting business leaders.

You're invited to a reception at their consulate.

Sir, why me?

I'm terrible with generals.

Instinct, Jack.

My nose tells me,

you are right for this.

Is this the new car, Sal?

Yes, sir. $84,000.

Nothing is going to happen to this one, sir.

Bulletproof glass,

reinforced steel beams,

quadraphonic sound.

I just got the new Julio Iglesias tape. Want to hear it?

Not right now, Sal.

That case is for you, sir.

It's supposed to be delivered to a General Sepulveda.

You know where their consulate is, Sal?

That's it right there, sir.

- This is our office. - Yes, sir.

You mean, their consulate is in our building?

That's right, sir. They rent two floors,

the fourth and the 109th. They're always on the elevators.

I'm going to take you around the corner, sir.

Drop you off at front.

- Wait for me here, Sal. - I don't think so, sir.

I'm going to go have a slice of pizza,

I'll meet you on the other side of the building.

I'm going to park this where it's safe.

I think you owe me an explanation.

Ah, Old Blue Eyes is back.

What were you doing in Helmes's house?

He's my father.

He's your father? You're Helmes's daughter.

That's perfect. That's perfect.

You've been a company man all along, Jack.

You march around here like one of the oppressed masses,

when your old man is worth 80 zillion bucks.

At least I'm not pretending to be somebody I'm not.

I rejected the money.

Besides, I don't have to justify my life

to someone who's dressed like Wayne Newton.

This is crazy, and this is escalating way out of control.

Hold on a second. Wait a minute.

This invitation is for two.

You think I'm going to go up there with you and have dinner?

Your company is upstairs there tonight,

entertaining General Sanchez and his pack of murderers,

and you expect me to go up there--

You can protest down here until you're blue in the face,

or you can find out what's really going on up there

in the belly of the beast.

I can't go up there with you.

- No guts, huh? - No clothes.

Look, if you're afraid, I'll understand.

Afraid? Wait a minute.

What are you doing?

- I think I can make this work. - Oh...

- Come on. - What is this?

Stand here. Turn around.

- Turn around. - Oh, no.

Here, hold this.

I don't believe-- I don't believe you're doing this.

And that.

You look great.

Now, ladies and gentlemen,

INC Defense Industries proudly presents

their new line of small arms for what could be

a very, very hot summer in Central America.

Hey, let's meet Chuck, shall we?

Cool and dry in his green-tree camel fatigues.

Chuck tracks terrorists by night,

with his 9mm silenced TK assault rifle.

Now, here's Johnny!

But don't get too close,

because Johnny's equipped with an incredible

C-3 MG 9mm freeze gun.

We have a very nasty terrorist problem in San Marcos,

- don't we, Senator? - Mm-hmm.

If the army had the guns, we might be able to stop the killing.

It's a bitch of a problem, isn't it, Jack?

Well, actually, I've been reading

that it's the army that's doing most of the killing.

Huh.

Jack, the army has been busting its ass

to eliminate the murder and the torture,

and the human rights violations down there.

Leftwing terrorists fire-bombed

our 26th Mr. Chicken franchise just yesterday.

The Marxists are denying

the people of Latin America

their right to eat Mr. Chicken,

and they're denying Mr. Chicken

his human right to franchise

and make a profit.

Well, I sure as hell don't want some made-in-Moscow Mr. Cabbage Rolls

shoved down my throat against my will.

Absolutely, those peasants deserve

the dignity and human right to eat Mr. Chicken

- when and where they please. - And Jack,

when that right is threatened in the Western Hemisphere,

it becomes a national security issue

for the United States of America.

We're talking of the very survival of the entire concept

of internationally franchised chicken, Jack.

You've got work to do.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

a toast from General Sanchez.

Totalitarianism, no!

Authoritarianism, s�!

Totalitarianism, no!

Authoritarianism, s�!

I enjoyed your company's little fashion show, se�or.

Now, business, huh?

Very nice, huh?

Just like a big drug deal, huh, se�or?

Drug deal?

I was joking, se�or.

It was a joke, huh?

I never dealt dope in my life!

That freighter off Miami, it was in my cousin's name. I knew nothing.

I didn't say--

You Americans think you can buy us just like that, huh?

You and your self-righteous democracy.

You have democracy, my little friend, because you are rich.

You can afford both the Mercedes and the free press.

We in San Marcos are poor, se�or.

We can afford only one--

the Mercedes.

What?

Put that back!

This is not time for foolish heroics, se�or.

- This is business. - Jack, they've got guns.

- The money. - Just give them the money.

Don't worry, this is the United States of America.

Nobody is going to shoot anybody in the middle of downtown.

Shoot them.

The money, se�or.

Oh, I'm glad you two are all right.

- Jack, give the general his money. - His money?

Let me talk to him in private.

Jack,

I'm afraid you are in a tight spot here.

What do you mean?

Even though this is our building,

this is their embassy floor.

They're not subject to our laws here. And they're trigger-happy.

We are dealing with a race of people

who just don't put the same price on human life as we do.

But I've got you off the hook.

What the hell are you talking about?

General Sanchez and I have decided

that we can do business together after all.

You mean, you could have stopped all this?

It's always good to show these people

just how far you're willing to go.

Makes them nervous, gives us negotiating leverage.

Now, what do you say, the money?

I say you two guys are

two of the biggest assholes I've ever met.

You're way out of line, mister.

Jack, this is a very complicated foreign policy issue.

I call it complicated horseshit, sir.

You just wanna buy yourself a country,

like it was a stolen TV set.

Then you launder the hot goods

through something you call "foreign policy."

My God, America's a democracy.

We're not some international fried chicken chain.

Give me the money, Jack.

Let's get the hell outta here.

Oh, my God, push!

- Oh God, oh come on! - Push it harder. Push harder!

- You try it! - There!

- I loosened it. - Alto!

Stop them!

103, problem--

We have a security breach on 109.

Jack, this is Major Hammel!

Drop the money and nothing will happen to you!

All they want is their money. Just drop it!

I'm not dropping $2 million in cash.

They're in the stairwells.

Hold it there!

Dogs? This is insane!

No response to K-9 units. Come in.

They're on the executive floors.

In there.

Oh, God.

Issel's gone. I want his division.

- Xerox his files, get his Rolodex, - Sir.

- copy his computer tapes. - Sir.

- You can have his parking space. - Thank you.

There are two unidentified objects on stairwell 69D.

Sex without emotional content is

a hollow, empty experience.

The number you have dialed is no longer in service.

- What are you doing with that gun? - I just shot a phone.

I can't believe this. I can't believe this!

Typical male response! They shoot at you, you shoot at them,

and the violence just escalates and escalates.

- I'm having nothing to do with this! - Hey!

No way! You are incredible!

My gun.

Ow!

Pretty nice, huh?

You wanna sit in it? You wanna sit in it?

No, that's okay.

I've got the latest Julio Iglesias tape.

Manhattan Transfer?

Abba, you like Abba? Don Ho?

In here, come on.

Storage area has been breached.

They're on the storage floor.

Freeze!

Don't turn around.

I told you not to turn around.

Oh God. Oh God!

There they are!

- Where'd they go? - I don't know.

Oh, boy, no brakes.

- We got a problem. - Oh, shit!

Jump! Jump!

Holy shit!

- You know what I mean? - I know what you mean, Max.

Look out. Look out!

Max!

Run, Jack, run!

I'll call you in the morning.

My tapes,

my Julio Iglesias tapes ruined!

Free San Marcos!

- Where are we going? - Just follow me.

Where are we going?

Anything will help. We'll take checks or cash.

This is cash from INC,

from Mr. Helmes himself.

There were a few changes at INC

after the Night of the Generals.

Mr. Helmes, are you now,

or have you ever been a member of the Communist Party?

Of course not, you idiot!

Then why did your company contribute over $2 million

to a Central American organization whose aim is to overthrow--

I'm a Christian. I'm a businessman.

I refuse to recognize this illegal committee!

Chairman Helmes was forced to resign from the company

due to suspected Communist activities and mental incapacity.

This left Rachael in control

of 780,000 shares

of her father's INC stock.

This... really happened?

It did.

Well, God can be a great guy.

Hey, don't you have to get to work?

Oh my God. God can also throw some heavy curves.

Sal, wasn't that our building you just passed?

Yes, sir. I have a plan, sir.

I'm going to hang a louie at the Prudential building.

Then I'm going to circle around,

go between Marina Towers. I'm going to dive--

dive right between them, down Michigan,

then turn right, go past Marshall Fields--

We can check out the windows, I hear they've got a big sale--

then I come up on our building from behind. It's going to be great.

Whatever you say, Sal.

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