Langston If Cromwell should bother to call, put him through to my office immediately! Has anybody seen that idiot Kempster around here?! Kempster!
[hiding under desk]
Michael, you have got to get back here tomorrow. Langston is going insane. Where are you?
I'm staying in the middle of Nightmare on Bodega Street.
If you don't get here, do I sell the coffee or do I hold it?
No, no, no, no. Do not sell the coffee till I give you the go-ahead. Call me on the uplink as soon as London opens, all right?
Langston Kempster!
Langston [in Manhattan office] [sticks head out of office]
Cromwell!
Okay. [hands Mimi a magazine] Take a look at that. [puts up arms like a bodybuilder] Baboon must go fight the chief.
Langston [speaking to Michael and Richard]
Look at this! Cromwell, look at this. Coffee is at 88, and it's dropping like a brick! By tomorrow morning, it could be 85 or lower.
We'll just wait it out. Something'll happen. The market will turn around.
Langston But what if it doesn't?
You remember what happened in '91?
You can't always depend on a natural disaster.
It doesn't have to be a natural disaster. We can hope for an assassination.
Oh, would you take it seriously for one minute?
Just a minute, I'm trying to lighten this guy up.
Langston Stop it. Stop it! Now, come on. Behave yourselves here! Now something better happen fast, [Mimi Siku puts Matika on floor] or I'm gonna throw your butts out the window! What the hell do you hotshots think about when you make these deals? You seem to have forgotten, Cromwell, that you were investing the company's money. When you invest the company's money and win, the company's behind you. But when you screw up like this, [Michael put newspaper on Matika] you're both on the hook for any loss we take.
That would be over a million dollars.
Langston Now, that's not my problem. And by the way, Cromwell, [Michael has realized Mimi's pet tarantula Matika is heading to Langston] when somebody is playing with millions of dollars of my money, I generally like them in the country. [Matika starts crawling up Langston's leg] This country!
Stop-- Stop yelling, please.
Langston [oblivious to Matika]
This is still my office! I'll shout, I'll yell, I'll scream as much as I want! When I made you shareholders in this company, it was to share profits, not losses!
[stands up; shouting]
Not losses is right! We're not here to share losses! We're here to share profits! Profits! Profits! [sees Matika crawling towards him] Huh? [pointing to window] Look up! It's an alien circle with Mickey Rourke's picture in it. Look, look, look, look, look! Up, up! Look! Look up! Look up!
He just found out that he has a son.
Look, look, look, look, look!
Stop shouting, Baboon. Matika kill chief.
[receptionist looks at Michael looking confused]
Catch the damn spider, will you, please? [Mimi does so] Thank you. I-I-- I said I was gonna go fight the chief, not kill the chief. Around here, only... postal employees kill chief. Do you understand? [walks back in office] Boy, whatever you do in Venezuela, do not try the chili del fuego.
Langston [at Trading Floor of the World Trade Center]
Oh, look at those prices! Boys, we're gonna clean up. [Michael sees fly buzzing] Did I ever tell you about cocoa in '73?
Langston There I was, with 800 lots of cocoa, back in the days before "greed" became a dirty word. Now, I don't have to explain that to you, my boy. You're a professional. But that Cromwell, he's a disaster waiting to happen. I don't know what's going on with him. Between me and you, Cromwell has become a colossal pain in the-- [Michael shoots sleeping dart through crowd and nails fly on Langston's back] Ooh! [Langston collapses and falls asleep]
[holding up dart; triumphantly, about killing the fly]
Yes! Yes!
Uh, George? Uh, get him something. Michael! Where you goin'?
