Wolf Of Wallstreet Matthew McConaughey Money Chant Scene

The Wolf Of Wall Street – Matthew McConaughey Money Chant Scene

Transcript:

### Mark Hanna (Matthew McConaughey) performing the “Money Chant” while pounding his chest. After the chant he snorts some cocaine and offered to Jordan Belfort (Leonardo DiCaprio) ###
Mark Hanna: Tootski?

Jordan Belfort: Oh, no, no, thank you though.

Hector the Waiter: Misters, what can I bring for you on this glorious afternoon?

Mark Hanna: Well, Hector here’s the game plan. You’re gonna bring us two Absolut martinis, you know how I like ’em, straight up. And then precisely seven and one half minutes after that you’re gonna bring us two more. And then two more after that every five minutes until one of us passes the fuck out.

Hector the Waiter: Excellent strategy, sir.

Jordan Belfort: Oh, I’m…I’m good with water for now though. Thank you.

Mark Hanna: It’s his first day on Wall Street, give him time. Thank you.

Hector the Waiter: Mm-hmm.

Jordan Belfort: Thank you. Mr. Hanna, you’re able to…to do drugs during the day and still function, still do your job?

Mark Hanna: Well, how the fuck else would you do this job? Cocaine and hookers, my friends.

Jordan Belfort: Right. I gotta say, I’m incredibly excited to be a part of your firm. I mean…the clients you have are absolutely…

Mark Hanna: Fuck the clients. Your only responsibility is to put meat on the table. You got a girlfriend?

Jordan Belfort: I’m…I’m married. I have a wife; her name is Teresa. She cuts hair.

Mark Hanna: Congratulations.

Jordan Belfort: Thank you.

Mark Hanna: Think about Teresa. Name of the game, move the money from your clients’ pocket into your pocket.

Jordan Belfort: Right. But if you can make the clients’ money at the same time, it’s advantageous to everyone, correct?

Mark Hanna: No. Number one rule of Wall Street. Nobody, I don’t care if you’re Warren Buffet or if you’re Jimmy Buffet, nobody knows if a stock is gonna go up, down, sideways or in fucking circles, least of all stock brokers, right?

Jordan Belfort: Mm-hmm.

Mark Hanna: It’s all a fugazi. Do you know what fugazi is?

Jordan Belfort: Fugazi, it’s a fake…

Mark Hanna: Yeah, fugazi, fogazi. It’s a wazi, it’s a woozi. It’s…fairy dust. It doesn’t exist, it’s never landed, it is no matter, it’s not on the elemental chart. It’s not fucking real. Right?

Jordan Belfort: Right.

Mark Hanna: Alright?

Jordan Belfort: Right.

Mark Hanna: Stay with me. We don’t create shit; we don’t build anything.

Jordan Belfort: No.

Mark Hanna: So if you got a client who brought stock at eight, and it now sits at sixteen, and he’s all fucking happy, he wants to cash it and liquidate and take his fucking money and run home. You don’t let him do that.

Jordan Belfort: Okay.

Mark Hanna: Cause that would make it real.

Jordan Belfort: Right.

Mark Hanna: No, what do you do? You get another brilliant idea, a special idea. Another situation, another stock to reinvest his earnings and then some. And he will, every single time. Cause they’re fucking addicted. And then you just keep doing this, again, and again, and again. Meanwhile, he thinks he’s getting shit rich, which he is, on paper. But you and me, the brokers?

Jordan Belfort: Right.

Mark Hanna: We’re taking home cold hard cash via commission, motherfucker.

Jordan Belfort: Right! That’s incredible, sir. I’m…I can’t tell you how excited I am.

Mark Hanna: You should be. There’s two keys to success in the broker business. First of all, you gotta stay relaxed.

Jordan Belfort: Yeah.

Mark Hanna: You jerk off?

Jordan Belfort: Do I…do I jerk off? Yeah. Yeah, I jerk off, yeah.

Mark Hanna: How many times a week?

Jordan Belfort: Like, uh…three…three, three, four…three or four times, maybe five.

Mark Hanna: You gotta pump those numbers up. Those are rookie numbers in this racket. I, myself, I jerk off at least twice a day.

Jordan Belfort: Wow.

Mark Hanna: Once in the morning, right after I work out, and then once right after lunch.

Jordan Belfort: Really?

Mark Hanna: Mm-hmm. Why? I want to. That’s not why I do it. I do it because I fucking need to. Think about it, you’re dealing with numbers all day long. Decimal points, high frequencies, bang, bang, bang. Eh-eh-eh-eh. Fucking digits kick, kick, kick, all very acidic above the shoulders mustard shit.

Jordan Belfort: Mm-hmm.

Mark Hanna: Right?

Jordan Belfort: Mm-hmm.

Mark Hanna: The con can wig some people out.

Jordan Belfort: Mm-hmm.

Mark Hanna: Right? So you gotta feed the geese to keep the blood flowing. And keep the rhythm below the belt.

Jordan Belfort: Done.

Mark Hanna: This is not a tip, this is a prescription. Trust me. If you don’t, you will fall out of balance. Glitch your differential and the tip fuck over. Or worse yet, I’ve seen this happen, implode.

Jordan Belfort: No, I don’t wanna implode, sir.

Mark Hanna: No. No, you don’t.

Jordan Belfort: I’m in it for the long run, you know?

Mark Hanna: Yeah. Implosions are ugly.

Jordan Belfort: Yeah.

Mark Hanna: Pop off to the bathroom, work one out anytime you can. And when you get really good at it, you’ll be fucking stroking it and you’ll be thinking about money.

Mark Hanna: Second key to success. In this racket is this little baby right here, it’s called cocaine.

Jordan Belfort: Right.

Mark Hanna: It will keep you sharp between the ears. It’ll also help your fingers dial faster. And guess what? That’s good for me. Yes, sir. Revolutions, you follow?

Jordan Belfort: Revolutions.

Mark Hanna: Keep the client on the Ferris Wheel, and it goes, the park is open twenty-four-seven, three-six-five. Every decade, every

Goddamn century. That’s it. Name of the game. Halkidiki? Mmm.

Jordan Belfort: Thank you.

### Mark Hanna starts to perform the “Money Chant” ###

Mark Hanna: Come on. With a common denominator. Keep it up for me. The CEO. How the money comes in. The parade comes to town. Going down Broadway. It’s a one-way street, whichever way I go.

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