WILL EMERSON I'm trying to think of every last one of them I can and then I'll make them willing. This line sits there for a minute and WILL looks out onto the city. SETH Are you ok with that? WILL EMERSON I'm about to completely fuck guys I've been doing business with for fifteen years so no I'm not exactly ok with it. But look, every last one of them would do the same thing to me in a second...so it is what it is. SETH I guess. And what about everyone else? WILL EMERSON Everyone else? SETH Normal people. WILL EMERSON What are you a socialist? Fuck me Seth. WILL looks over at SETH, sizing him up, looking to see if he has what it takes. WILL EMERSON (cont'd) Look, If you want to do this with your life, and do it well, you need to believe that you are necessary. And you are. If people want to live like this...with their big cars and these houses that they haven't even paid for. Then you are necessary. The only reason they can continue to live like kings is because we've got our fingers on the scale in THEIR favor. And if I were to take my finger off... (MORE) (CONTINUED) 78. 61 CONTINUED: (3) 61 WILL EMERSON (cont'd) Then the whole world gets really fucking fair, really fucking quickly. And no one wants that, they say they do...but they don't. They want what we're giving them, but they also want to play innocent and pretend they have no idea how we get it. And that's more hypocrisy than I can swallow. So fuck em. Long look out at the city ahead. WILL EMERSON (cont'd) And tomorrow if this all goes south they'll crucify us for being reckless, but if we are wrong and everything get's back on track. They'll be laughing their arses off at us for being the biggest bunch of pussies that God ever let through the door. He is trying to convince himself as much as SETH. They both look out the windows. SETH Are we gonna be wrong on this one? WILL looks into the sea of skyscrapers that now tower above them. WILL No...they're all gonna get fucked.
TULD Jesus, when did you start feeling so sorry for yourself, it's unbearable... What, you think we may have helped put some people out of business today? That it's all just for naught? Well you've been doing that everyday for almost forty years Sam. And if all this is for naught then so is everything else out there. It's just money, it's made up, a piece of paper with some pictures on it so we don't all kill each other trying to get something to eat. But it's not wrong and it's certainly not any different today than it's ever been. Ever. 1637, 1797, 1819, `37, `57,`84, 1901, `07, 1929, `37, `73, and 1987... God damn did that motherfucker fuck me up good, 92, 97, 2000, and whatever this is gonna be called. They're just the same thing over and over. We can't help ourselves, and you and I can't control it, stop it, slow it, or even ever so slightly alter it... We just react... and we get paid well for it if we're right... and get left by the side of the road if we're wrong. There's always been and there's always gonna be the same percentage of winners and losers, happy fucks and sad sacks, fat pigs and starving dogs in this world... yes there may be more of us today... but the percentages... they always stay exactly the same.