The world of investing can be a jungle.
Danger at every turn.
That's why we at Stratton Oakmont
pride ourselves on being the best.
Trained professionals to guide you
through the financial wilderness.
Twenty-five grand to the first cocksucker who nail a bull's-eye!
Come on! Let's go!
My name is Jordan Belfort.
Me. That's right.
I'm a former member of the middle class
raised by two accountants
in a tiny apartment in Bayside, Queens.
The year I turned 26,
as the head of my own brokerage firm,
I made $49 million,
which really pissed me off
because it was three shy of a million a week.
No, no, no. My Ferrari was white,
like Don Johnson's in Miami Vice.
See that humongous estate down there?
That's my house.
My wife, Naomi,
the Duchess of Bay Ridge, Brooklyn,
a former model and Miller Lite girl.
She was the one with my cock in her mouth in the Ferrari.
So put your dick back in your pants.
In addition to Naomi and my two perfect kids,
I own a mansion, a private jet,
six cars, three horses,
two vacation homes, and a 170-foot yacht.
I also gamble like a degenerate. I drink like a fish.
I fuck hookers maybe five, six times a week.
I have three different federal agencies looking to indict me.
Oh, yeah, and I love drugs.
One more round.
- Oh, you like it? - Yeah.
Pull up. Pull up!
We're gonna crash, for Christ sake!
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm all right.
You get in there safe, all right?
Till the next time, brother.
Till next time.
Yup, on a daily basis I consume enough drugs
to sedate Manhattan, Long Island and Queens for a month.
Okay, Mr. Jordan.
I take Quaaludes 10 to 15 times a day for my "Back pain,"
Adderall to stay focused,
Xanax to take the edge off, pot to mellow me out,
cocaine to wake me back up again and morphine, well,
because it's awesome.
Good morning, Nathan.
But of all the drugs under God's blue heaven,
there is one that is my absolute favorite.
You see, enough of this shit'll make you invincible.
Able to conquer the world,
and eviscerate your enemies.
And I'm not talking about this.
I'm talking about this.
See, money doesn't just buy you a better life,
更精美的食物 更好的车 更美的妞
better food, better cars, better pussy.
It also makes you a better person.
You can give generously to the church
or political party of your choice.
You can save the fucking spotted owl with money.
I always wanted to be rich.
So let me go back.
I'm 22 years old, newly married,
and already a money-crazed little shit.
So what do I do?
I go to the one place on earth
that befit my high-minded ambitions.
I love you.
You are lower than pond scum.
You got a problem with that,
No. No problem at all.
Good. Because that is what you are.
Your job is connector,
that you'll be dialing the phone over 500 times a day
trying to connect me with wealthy business owners.
And until you pass your Series 7,
that is all you're gonna fucking be doing. Sit.
Now just so you know, last year I made over $300,000.
The other guy you'll be working for, he made over a million.
A million dollars?
I could only imagine what a douchebag that guy must be.
-乔丹·贝尔福 -是 先生
- Jordan Belfort. - Yes, sir.
- Mark Hanna. - A pleasure to meet you.
And you as well.
I see you've already met the village asshole.
Smile and dial.
And don't pick up your fucking head until 1:00.
Hey, fuck him.
I'm the senior broker here.
He's just a worthless piker.
Why don't you blow me, Hanna?
Now did you really pitch a stock in your job interview?
I had to do something to stand out.
I fucking love that.
- Lunch. Today. - Yeah.
We don't start dialing at 9:30
because our clients are already answering the phone.
三 二 一
Three. Two. One.