>> Yeah group interview, my ass.

It was like a Hitler Youth rally
in retrospect.

The guy who pitched us, Jim Young,
was the head recruiter there.

>> Okay guys let's go.

>> Between him and Michael, honestly,
they could sell bubble gum

in the lockjaw ward at Bellevue.

>> I'm sorry man, this is my seat.

>> Shit, I'm so sorry
>> It's OK, don't worry about it.

>> Fucking dumbass!

>> Get the fuck outta here.

>> What?

>> Don't talk to me, don't look at me
just pick your ass up

outta that Italian leather chair and
get the fuck out of this room

right now.

Come on let's go, schleprock! Out!

That's it.

We expect everyone here
to treat their co-workers

with a certain level of respect.

OK, before we get started
I have one question.

Has anyone here passed
the Series Seven exam?

>> I have a Series Seven license

>> Good for you, you can get out too.

>> What? Why?

>> We don't hire brokers here,
we train new ones.

That's it, Skippy: pack your shit let's go.

OK, here's the deal.

I'm not here to waste your time.

OK, I certainly hope you're not here
to waste mine

So I'm going to keep this short.

Become an employee of this firm,
you will make your first million

within three years.

OK?

I'm gonna repeat that: you will make

a million dollars within three years
of your first day of employment

at JT Marlin.

There is no question

as to whether or not
you'll become a millionaire working here.

The only question is how many times over.

You think I'm joking?

I'm not joking.

I am a millionaire.

It's a weird thing to hear, right?

Tell you: it's a weird thing to say.

I am a fucking millionaire.

Now guess how old I am.

27.

You know what that makes me here?
A fucking senior citizen.

This firm is entirely comprised
of people your age, not mine

Lucky for me, I happen to be
very fucking good at my job

or I'd be out of one.

You guys are the new blood.

You're going to go home with the Kecak (?).

You are the future
big swingin' dicks of this firm.

Now you all look money hungry
and that's good.

Anybody tells you money is
the root of all evil

doesn't fucking have any.

They say money can't buy happiness:

look at the fucking smile on my face.

Ear to ear, baby.

You want details? Fine:

I drive a Ferrari 355 Cabriolet.

What's that?

I have a ridiculous house in the South Fork.

I have every toy you can possibly imagine.

And best of al,l kids, I am liquid.

So now you know what's possible,
let me tell you what's required.

You are required to work
your fucking ass off at this firm.

We want winners here, not pikers.

A piker walks at the bell,

a piker asks how much vacation time
you get in the first year.

Vacation time!

People come and work at this firm
for one reason:

to become filthy rich: that's it!

We're not here to make friends.

We're not saving the fucking manatees
here, guys.

Want vacation time?
Go teach third grade public school.

OK.

First three months at the firm
as a trainee

-- mm-hmm -- You make $150 a week.

After you're done training
you take the Series Seven.

You pass that you become a junior broker

and you're opening accounts
for your team leader.

You open 40 accounts,
start working for yourself:

sky's the limit.

Word or two about being a trainee.

Friends, parents, the other brokers,
whoever:

they'll give you shit about it.

It's true: $150 a week: not a lot of money

Pay them no mind.

You need to learn this business
and this is the time to do it.

Once you pass the test
none of that's gonna matter.

your friends will shit.

'It's earned me 25 grands last month.'

They're not gonna fucking believe you.

Fuck them, fuck off!

Parents don't like the life you lead?

Fuck you, Mom and Dad!

See how it feels when you're making
their fucking Lexus payments.

Now go home and think about it.

Think about whether or not
this is really for you.

If you decide it isn't,

listen it's nothing
to be embarrassed about.

It's not for everyone -- mm-hmm, thanks.

But if you really want this,
you call me on Monday

and we'll talk.

Just don't waste my fucking time.

Okay, that's it.