Eight thousand four hundred. NO!!! Eight thousand and eighty. (beat) EIGHTY!!! You said four hundred. I’m saying eighty because eighty is what…You don’t have four…You have eighty. Eighty is yours. I know you wanted eight thousand four hundred but you don’t have eight thousand four hundred. Eight thousand and eighty is all that’s left in the account. The four hundred is gone. Forget the four hundred. Eight thousand four hundred just isn’t real. Eight thousand four hundred is an illusion. I understand. You were sure you had eight thousand four hundred when in fact you don’t. No! You don’t have it. Eight thousand and eighty, YOU DUMB SHIT!!! (beat) Okay. What do you want me to do? I don’t have all day. Seven thousand and what? How much of the seven thousand…? Give me a number. A figure. How much do you need? What are your needs? Better yet, shut the fuck up…..
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- Written by: Mark Levine