Shelley: "I've got a little bit of a problem here, John."
John: "Yeah, I'm closing up the office."
Shelley: "Come across the street have a drink with me."
John: "I've got to get home."
Shelley: "Hey, do me the courtesy, huh, five minutes? Just five minutes."
John: "I am trying to get home for two hours. I've got to go home, grab one hour with my kids, come back here, see if any of you closed a contract, take the contract to the bank."
Shelley: "Wait, John. How about one minute? How about one minute, huh?"
John: "What is it?"
Shelley: "I can't close these leads."
John: "Then move on."
Shelley: "Don't jump! Hey, don't jump out of your managen bag a socond. Huh? It's just two guys talking, am I right? We're just talking. You got the now leads. If you would just give me-- Now just hold on--"
John: "The Glengarry leads, Mitch and Murray told me, are to be assigned only to closers."
Shelley: "Hold on a second."
John: "If you give me the good leads--"
Shelley: "Yeah, Shelley, you blew the last good one I gave you."
John: "No, hold on, John. No, hold on a minute, will you, please? I did not blow'em. One kicked out. One, I closed."
Shelley: "You didn't close it."
John: "Would you listen to me? Please. I closed that bleepsucker! His ex, John, his ex-- I didn't even know he was married. The judge invalidated it."
John: "What was that job, huh? Bad luck. That's all it was. I pray on your life you never find it. It runs in streaks. Oh boy, that's what it's doing, that's all it does-- streaks. I pray that it misses you and that's all I have to say."