(newsreader)... denied reports the British banking system is about to collapse.
According to him, Barings' failure is a unique situation...
...which he blames on the actions of a rogue trader in Singapore.
Estimates of potential losses range from 800 million to over one billion pounds.
(bulletin continues)
Leftfield: "Open Up"
Look at that!
Will you fuckin' look at that!
- What, with the black guy? - Yeah.
It's a shame. She looks well spoken for.
Never know your luck, though. Eh, mate?
- Think I'll give her the treatment! - No, Steve, no. Don't do that.
- No, you're all right. - Don't do that. Steve. Steve!
Hello, love. I've got something to show ya.
Are you out of your mind or what? You fuckin' little prick!
And I mean little!
Don't judge a book by its cover, sweetheart.
- You're out of your league, arsehole. - Calm down.
Fuck off or you're dead!
- I want you out of here, now. - He's really sorry.
He's pissed. He meant no disrespect. That's the last thing on anybody's mind.
Tell him if he doesn't put that thing away...
...l'll rip it off and shove it down his fuckin' throat!
Do your flies up, you fuckin' animal. You almost gave me a heart attack.
- (cackles) - Just leave it. It's not worth it!
He's done it again. I had to pull him off!
Fuckin' right laugh!
Aagghh! Aagghh!
Nick! Nick!
You all right? Nick!
It was thanks to Maggie Thatcher opening up the City of London...
...that yours truly from Watford came to be working for a posh outfit like Barings.
That was me lying on the floor, if you hadn't guessed. Nick Leeson.
You've probably heard about me.
Barings was the oldest private bank in the world.
They financed the Louisiana Purchase back in eighteen hundred and something.
They even had the Queen as a customer!
I was just a humble clerk.
But not for long, I hoped.
Car crash.
I hit my head on the back of the seat and broke my nose.
Everybody else was all right cos they were wearing their, um... seat belts.
Poor chap!
Nick, I know you're keen to get out of the back office and onto the trading floor...
...but in the meantime something else has come up.
We've got problems in our Jakarta office.
We need someone to go out there and sort things out.
I thought that someone might be...
...Nick Leeson?
Indonesia was one of the new "tiger economies"...
...everyone was getting so excited about.
"Emerging markets" they were calling them...
...and Barings was one of the first to see their potential.
The rewards were high. But so were the risks.
One hundred million pounds...
...in bearer bonds.
As good as cash.
We could pick 'em up, walk out...
...come to some arrangement with laughing boy...
Customers refuse to pay for them.
They say what's on them doesn't match the original deal.
The real reason: The market goes down, they don't want any more.
It's a mess.
You're absolutely 100 per cent right, Susi. It's one hell of a fuckin' mess.
It was my job to sort out the certificates...
...so customers wouldn't have any more excuses not to pay.
Until then, Barings had this bloody great hole in their balance sheet.
It was boring work, but I knew if I made a success of it...
...then I could write my own ticket.
All the certificates are in the right denomination.
I've sorted out all the documentation. That's all in order now, so...
...all I need from you...
...is a cheque!
Hello. I'm Lisa.
I'm, um... Nick Leeson. Can I help you?
Barings sent me to help with the settlements.
Didn't they tell you?
Oh, of course! I've been on at them for so long I never thought they'd get round to it.
What do we do with that lot? Build a bonfire?
I'd never even heard of Barings before I started working for 'em.
It's not like there's a Barings in Watford.
You're a hero in London. They think the sun shines out of your arse.
Really? I was beginning to feel like one of those Japanese soldiers.
Still stuck out in the jungle 20 years after the war!
What's it like here? They tell me it's not safe at night.
Bollocks. The locals are great.
And it's not full of pompous ex-colonials thinking they were born to rule the world.
That's what I love about Asia.
Anyone can make it. Doesn't matter which school you went to.
When they told me I was going to Jakarta I had to look it up on the map.
As a matter of fact, so did I.
I really want to be a trader.
If Barings don't let me on the floor after this, I'm off.
- Not gonna be bloody clerking all my life. - Ooh! Ambitious, aren't we?
- Is that bad? - It's great.
I just want to get on in life.
I like to enjoy myself, don't get me wrong. Work hard, play hard.
Well, I think this is me.
Well, night, Nick. That was fun.
- Yeah, it was, wasn't it? - (door bleeps)
- OK. Night-night! - See you tomorrow, then.
Lisa was a stunner all right.
Love at first sight.
Together we made short work of the rest of those bonds.
Soon we cleared up most of Barings' losses and it was time to go home.
See you later, Lisa.
Bye.
(laughs)
I think you'll agree that in Nick Lisa has met her prince.
(guests) Hear! Hear!
Join me in wishing them well in their new life in Singapore...
...where Nick is to be general manager of the trading floor. Whatever that means.
- It impressed the hell out of me, but... - (laughter)
And, um...
To you, Nick, I'm entrusting the most precious of gifts.
I know you're gonna look after her and cherish her...
...and all those other things. And if you don't...
...l'll break your bloody legs, all right?
(woman) He means it!
I love you so much, Lisa Leeson.
I love you too, Nick.
(cheering)
As a reward for Jakarta I'd been given the far more important market of Singapore...
...with a brief to set up my own trading operation.
I was definitely on my way.
DJ Rap: "Good To Be Alive"
- And the kitchen... - This is your department, darling.
Since when? Cheeky!
And the bedroom...
- If you need anything, call me. - Right, thanks.
- Have a nice day. - Thanks. Bye.
- Goodbye. - (door shuts)
Not bad for a chancer from Watford, eh?
Well, um... I think we should test out that mattress, big boy.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah!
(Lisa) Whoo!
I can't see any problem in you handling both sides of the operation.
- At least until volumes increase. - Right.
You shouldn't need more than two on the trading floor.
A couple more in the back office.
No need to pay top dollar.
Get them young, get them hungry and train them up.
- I'm a bottom line kind of guy, Nick. - Absolutely. That's my philosophy.
I took him at his word. My team were young, hungry...
...and they didn't have a clue.
A futures contract allows you to buy or sell a specified amount of a commodity...
...at a specified price at a future date.
Right. Um...
It's like, if I agree to sell you this cup of cappuccino, which I don't yet own...
...at 45 cents a month from now...
If I can buy the cappuccino at, say, 43 cents, I make a profit.
If the price goes the other way I have to pay more, and I lose.
It's timing - buying and selling at the right moment.
Sometimes espresso might be the best deal, or salt, or pepper.
So, we're running a supermarket?
We're not buying and selling anything real.
It's just numbers - contracts based on the value of the Nikkei...
...the Tokyo stock market.
- Er, we do this for the bank? - No, no, for the customers.
We are not allowed to trade on behalf of the bank.
Be sure you remember that, all right?
Other dealers wear red jackets. All same. Red is lucky Chinese colour.
Well, we want to stand out. We're a new operation. We need to be noticed.
May be bad luck. Different colour.
Bollocks. We make our own luck.
Nick's right. We're cool dudes, man. Whoo!
(Nick chuckles)
Barrett Strong: "Money (That's What I Want)"
(roar of voices)
Fernando. Anything happening in Tokyo?
Nothin'. How's SIMEX?
Same here. No one's playin'.
590, and trading small.
600, and thin too.
580 here. There's a seller who wants to trade in size. Shall I low-tick him?
Yeah. Flush him out.
- Squeeze the sucker. - How many?
200.
Buy them... now.
- Buy 'em! - Filled!
We paid 580 for 200.
Way to go, Nick! I sold at 590.
Fuck a duck! Just made 2,000 quid.
Yes!
"Money" continues
They were a good bunch and they were keen to learn.
It looked like a madhouse with all the traders waving and shouting...
...but it all made sense once you got the hang of it.
There were hiccups, but that's normal in any operation...
...especially a new one like ours.
The important thing was we were picking up the business...
...and the future looked rosy.
Nick, what's the difference between initial margin and variation margin?
Initial margin's a down payment on each futures contract that we trade.
We don't pay in full until a contract matures.
But in the meantime the value of each contract may go up or down.
So SIMEX calculate our positions on a daily basis.
They'll ask for more money if the market goes against us. That's variation margin.
Got it. I think!
We need to open an errors account. We've had a few mistakes.
I need somewhere to put them till I can write them out.
Sure. What number shall I give it?
- Well, what's your lucky number? - Eight. It is a very lucky Chinese number.
And how many numbers do we need?
Five.
Then let's give it all the luck it can handle. Call it the 88888 account.
And now it gives me great pleasure to welcome the chairman of Barings Bank...
...Peter Baring.
We may be the oldest merchant bank in the world...
...but that's no excuse for not keeping up with the times.
When I became chairman...
...I realised we couldn't go on running Barings like a gentlemen's club.
We had to look beyond our traditional recruiting grounds...
...the old school tie...
...to seek out a new and hungrier breed.
We're beginning to see the fruits of those efforts, and I have to say...
...the recovery in profitability, since the reorganisation, has been... amazing.
To be frank, I've discovered it's not actually terribly difficult...
...to make money in the securities business!
Filled.
Yeah, you paid 50 for 20.
- (knock on door) - Come in.
Simon, er... I've got a slight problem.
One of the girls sold 20 contracts for Fuji Bank instead of buying.
I can't do anything about it till Monday.
What's the damage?
20,000 at the close.
Sack the cow. She'll never work on SIMEX again.
That's a bit hard, isn't it?
Look, you handle it.
Have a word with London, but make sure you make that client good.
All right.
Hey! Have a beer, shithead!
Cheers.
Hi, darling.
Anyone seen Kim?
She was here a minute ago.
Kim...
Nick, Nick...
I'm really sorry. I got so confused.
- Everybody was shouting all at once. - That's the job.
That's what it's all about, keeping a cool head.
I'm so sorry! I'll pay you back the money.
Sure, Kim. Four years' salary? And if the market moves it could be even worse.
Come on, come on.
Come on, everyone makes mistakes.
Look, with a bit of luck I can trade out of it on Monday, all right?
Nick, I've been waiting for you while everyone else is having a good time.
- I'm going home now. - Kim!
Kim!
- Everything all right? - Never better.
Why don't you let me come in and help? I can't sit around all day doing nothing.
It's not a problem, Lisa.
I can handle it.
Fernando, how are March futures looking?
- I need 20 contracts at Friday's price. - You won't get Friday's price!
I should have closed off the position and taken the loss.
Instead, I waited for the market to change.
It changed all right, but not the way I wanted.
Now I was stuck with a bigger loss than I could own up to. And it was all my fault.
Nick! I hear your girl handed in her notice.
Never came back. She couldn't stand the pace.
So much for loyalty!
- Did you make the client good? - Of course. Made a small profit, actually.
Good man.
(softly) This one's for the five eights account.
I bought the missing contracts.
- Shh! - It was only 20 before.
And the market went the wrong way. I had to cut the loss.
What did Simon Jones say?
Are you serious? He'd shut us down if he knew.
It'll be all right so long as we balance the books by the end of the month.
- How? - We trade on our own account...
...until we wipe out the losses, then we use money from the client account...
...and pay it back with next month's profits.
You mean, gamble?
(whispers) Relax, Bonnie. That's all the market is.
One giant casino!
George!
I was counting on nobody looking at the books until the end of each month.
As long as the five eights account had a nil balance on the last day of the month...
...no one would suspect that anything was wrong.
But instead of winning back the position we made more losses...
...and I had to borrow more money from the client account to hide them.
Fuckin' hell, George, what are you playing at? Get fuckin' out!
Get fuckin' out! Now!
What the hell are you playing at? Out! Get out!
Fuckin' hell!
- Agh. - God, you're tense. Stiff as a board.
If you only knew! All cos those bastards won't let me hire proper staff.
- I thought it was going so well. - It is. It's going brilliant.
I just spend most of my life covering everybody else's arse.
Well, why don't you let me help with the back office?
- I'm bored being a lady of leisure. - No.
Why not? It's ridiculous, you having to handle trading and settlements.
You'll have a nervous breakdown.
I don't want you interfering. I can handle it.
All right, keep your pants on! No one's saying you can't.
I'm not going back to being a bloody clerk. I'd rather be a plasterer.
My mum always used to say I could be anything I wanted...
...so long as I took my chances - and worked like a dog.
Well, you have. You've worked really hard and it paid off.
She'd have been so proud of you.
Do you really think so?
Yeah.
I know I am!
That was the worst part - Lisa thinking I was this brilliant success.
If she only knew what a fuck-up I really was!
When I wanted the market to go up, it went down.
If I wanted it to go down, it went up.
It was hard not to take it personally.
Nick?
Nick! I just worked out the balance in the eights account.
- The losses are over $10 million! - Keep your fuckin' voice down!
Look, there's no need to panic.
There's not enough in the client account to make margin payments, Nick.
(softly) Right.
I need dollars. I need dollars to cover the initial margin payment!
I can get dollars from London to cover all the client positions for the futures I buy!
Nothing unusual about that. But I'm gonna need yen.
Gonna need yen to cover the daily variation columns!
Which'll leave a yen deficit by the end of the month.
Unless... unless I sell options.
That'll generate commission in yen.
And return the balance sheet on the five eights account to zero!
As long as London kept sending out money to finance the client positions...
...l'd have enough cash to stay on top of the margin payments.
It was like robbing Peter to pay Paul...
...but hopefully I'd end up making enough to pay Peter back before he found out.
Meanwhile I had to generate more and more business to justify my cash calls...
...and for that I needed customers.
The bigger the better.
Mm-hm. Oui.
Bon, tres bien.
Mr Leeson.
- I'm Pierre Beaumarchais. - Nice to meet you.
I work for the Geneva Banking Trust, based in the Bahamas.
I was speaking with Ang Swee Tian, president of SIMEX.
He's impressed by the amount of business you've been generating.
- There's a lot of opportunities here. - Oh, yes.
I do a lot of business on SIMEX.
With the exception of George Soros...
...I probably trade in the Nikkei more than anyone.
Sometimes over 5,000 contracts in a day.
That is a lot. The whole market only does about 20.
Could Barings handle that amount of business?
You bet we could!
Beaumarchais was the answer to my prayers.
I'd be able to siphon off enough commission...
...to square the eights account once and for all.
- Hello? - Pierre Beaumarchais.
I want to buy 4,000 June contracts.
I've... got a price of 350, but this'll move it.
Try not to pay more than 400.
We gotta get them cheap. Beaumarchais is a big player.
If we pull this off, we get a shitload of business.
- What's liquidity like? - Tight as a flea's arse.
We'll get away with 500, then the price will move up.
OK. But then we'll make the other traders think we're sellers.
And when the price drops... buy! All right?
OK.
Sell 250!
Sell 250! Sell 250!
Sell 240!
Sell 240! Sell 240!
Sell 200! Sell 200!
- Buy 500 contracts! - Sell 200!
Buy? Buy?
Buy at 200! Buy at 200! Buy at 210!
Buy at 210! Buy at 220!
Buy at 220! Buy at 230!
Buy at 240!
Buy at 240! Buy at 240!
Filled!
Nobody saw us coming! We swooped on the first 1500 like a Stealth bomber!
4,000 contracts!
Balls of steel, Fat Boy. Balls of fuckin' steel!
Andy Williams: "Can't Take My Eyes Off You"
At last my luck had changed. Suddenly I couldn't stop making money.
I was long in the Nikkei - that meant gambling on it going up - and up it went.
Up and up and up.
That's very good! Very good.
Serves you right, Lisa!
If it went all the way up to 19,000, I stood to make a killing on the options I'd sold.
Come on, come on! Come on, baby, you can do it. Come on.
- Yes! - Yes!
Bonnie, we're on a fuckin' roll!
Yes!
Do you think we'll do it?
(bell rings)
It's amazing! You've made back all the losses.
- Over $10 million. - What did I tell you? Oh, ye of little faith!
You keep doubling up, and sooner or later...
...you're bound to win.
"Jingle Bells"
The Nikkei has closed up for the third day in a row...
...and the rally shows little sign of running out of steam.
Analysts are predicting additional gains in the days ahead.
(bulletin continues)
- Happy? - Yeah. Are you?
Never better.
I have been sailing a bit close to the wind. I didn't want to worry you with it.
- What do you mean? - No, it's all right.
The market turned round and a whole load of my positions came good.
I made it all back.
What are you on about, Nick?
Don't get your knickers in a twist, but we made mistakes and ran up some losses.
I went out on a limb to get back the position.
How big were the losses?
- It's about a million. - A million quid?!
For God's sake, Nick!
No, it's all right. It paid off. I squared it up.
I had to do it to protect the guys.
Promise me that you'll never do that again.
- It's not worth it, Nick. - I promise.
You will give me a heart attack.
(they laugh)
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
(cheering)
Fuck off!
I really meant it. I was the number one trader, and as the new year came in...
...I was determined to kick my addiction to the eights account.
What will the market do? Long-term?
No one thinks long-term, they think nanoseconds!
- Long-term's tomorrow morning. - Tomorrow, then.
- That would be telling. - Leeson speaks, the market moves!
You said it, mate.
Pierre.
I want to sell the 220 call options and buy the 200 calls in December.
I've got an offer of.138 for size.
Can you do better?
I'll get back to you.
Quick as you can, Nick. I have to move fast.
Oui, oui, je suis toujours la.
What the hell is he on about, .138 for size?
The market in 220 calls is down. He wants to cut his losses.
- Yeah, but why.138? - It's a ratio.
The 200 calls are trading at 1,400.
Divide 200 by 1,400, you get.143.
All right. But not.138.
Unless someone's offered him a discount. Probably Societe Generale.
We can't let those wankers get our biggest client.
- What are you gonna do? - Just have to leg it.
Buy the contracts from Pierre and sell them when the market rises?
I thought we were not supposed to trade for the bank.
Pierre? I can do it. What's the exact size?
6,500? All right, leave it with me. No problem.
What if the market doesn't rise, uh? What if it falls?
I've gambled and won before. I can gamble and win again.
Balls of steel, me old mateys, and you'd better believe it.
Bonnie, I need you to reopen the eights account.
We got caned on Beaumarchais' contracts.
Now the bastard's gone back to Societe Generale.
Fax Brenda Granger in London. Ask her for funds to cover the margin payments.
Tell her it's for client positions.
- (internal phone) - Hello?
It's Simon. Can you come into my office?
Right away.
Christ, I'd been rumbled! The only surprise was it'd taken so long.
What was I gonna tell Lisa? She'd bloody murder me.
- (knock on door) - Come in.
Congratulations, Nick.
The '93 bonuses are in, and you're down for 135 grand.
135? That's fantastic!
Your little operation generated profits of over ￡10 million last year. You're a star!
In fact, your figures are so high they're going to check up on you.
Check up on me?
They're sending Ash Lewis out for the audit.
Don't worry. It's purely routine.
Ash Lewis?
She's meant to be a right ball-breaker, isn't she?
That's our booth.
Filled! You paid 250.
Hi, Nick.
Ron Baker and Ash Lewis.
Ron is head of Derivatives Trading in London.
Which I guess makes me your boss, Nick.
- How do you, Mr Leeson? - Very well, thank you.
OK. Let's see the action!
Henry!
(Baker) Who's doing all the business? We're the biggest, right?
We do a lot of arbitrage, so we do have a high volume.
We signal orders in to George in the pit - this is Henry -
...and at the end of the day the girls in the office log all the deals on to the computer.
(Lewis) You manage the trading floor and the settlements office, is that right?
Yes, yes.
That's a little unusual. Whatever happened to checks and balances?
- That's something we need to talk about. - I'll be here for three weeks.
This is going to be a thoroughly comprehensive audit. No stone unturned.
Absolutely. Anything I can do to help, any stone needs turning, let me know.
Are we filled? Good man, Henry.
Nice to see you, Simon.
Dad's seen this flat in Blackheath.
Needs a bit of work, but him and my granddad can fix it up.
Think of it like an insurance policy in case you get sacked...
...have to go back to England and work as a plasterer! (laughs)
What's up with you, misery-guts?
What would you do, Lise? What would you do if I did get the elbow?
You've just been given a ruddy great big bonus.
But what if it all went wrong? What if I'm not as clever as everyone thinks?
Oh, of course you are!
Anyway, it's you I love. I don't give a toss about the money.
If it was up to me we'd jack it all in now, go back to England and start a family.
You're doing brilliantly, Nick.
You're a bloody star.
- Nick! - (softly) Fuck!
Simon!
- You're looking disgustingly chirpy. - Haven't you heard? Panic over.
- Ash has been called back to London. - You're kidding. Why?
Office politics. Some turf battle between Futures and Securities.
- And what about the audit? - They'll send Mark Taylor and Chris Carr.
Compared to Ash they're a couple of pussies.
Pity. I was rather looking forward to seeing the dreaded Ash Lewis in action!
(whispers) Yes!
No, I'm just leaving now.
I'm gonna jump in the shower. If you get home first, put the oven on.
- All right, sweetheart. I'll see you then. - Bye, darling.
(cackles)
- Get in, you bastard! - What the fuck is that?
Sex on wheels. It's a Porsche, moron! Get in!
I'll tell you what it is.
It's disgustin'.
I'll tell you what it is. It's a great big hard-on!
Got to think of something to do with my bonus.
You keep your eyes on the road, you flash git!
Jerry Lee Lewis: "Great Balls Of Fire"
Whoo!
- It's a fuckin' one-way street, George. - Whoops!
Goodness, gracious, great balls of steel!
- Whoo! - Fuckin' George!
Shit! There's that Reuters journalist.
Nick! Nick!
He's been bugging me for weeks for an interview.
- Hey, Nick! - All right, mate?
Nick, my man. What'll you have?
Oh, a beer, please. You know George Seow, one of my dealers?
This is Danny from Intercontinental Trading.
- Just been sent from the London office. - Nice to meet you. Heard a lot about you.
I hear Barings have almost cornered the market here, thanks to you.
The rumours have been greatly exaggerated.
Don't be so modest.
He's king of the exchange! Barings got an award for all the business he's generated.
- Do you want a beer? - I'd love a beer.
Aagghh!
(canned laughter)
(shouting, laughter)
(music, drunken shouting)
(Nick) Watch the Drambuie settle.
And it's called depth charge.
It's guaranteed to blow your fuckin' head off.
Are you ready?
Let's do it. Let's have it.
One!
And two!
And three!
- Bottoms up! - Bottoms up!
Hey! Pretty women! What are you waiting for?
Come on!
- Come on! - Tough shit, George.
Your charm's just not working tonight.
Stuck-up bitches!
- I bet they're Singapore air hostesses. - Flight lieutenants, if you don't mind!
Chocks away!
Flight lieutenants!
Help 'em to decide if they wanna come in or if they don't wanna come in.
Let's give 'em a hand and moon 'em!
That should help 'em decide. Come on, don't be shy!
Your mother wasn't!
I love this man.
- On three? - It worked before.
It could work again. One...
Two! Three!
Bottoms up!
That is disgusting!
Whoo!
(Danny) What'll it be, you old bastard?
Absolutely brilliant, Nick! Drinks are on me.
Enough depth charges to sink a battleship!
- Fuck, what time is it? - I don't know.
Got to phone Lisa.
Oh, you've got to be jokin'!
No laughing matter.
Outraging a lady's modesty... very serious crime in Singapore.
News of my disgrace reached London. At the highest level.
It's slightly embarrassing, but one of our traders got drunk...
...and pulled a moon.
What did you say?
He exposed his bottom.
(laughter)
- Why? - Playing silly buggers, I expect.
Unfortunately, the law over there takes rather a dim view.
Maybe we should sack him.
Sacking him would be... awkward, to say the least.
He generates a significant amount of our profits in Southeast Asia.
I, er... ought to mention we're getting stick from the Bank of England...
...about our funding over there.
Technically we're in breach of regulations on the ratio of lending to capital.
Would you like me to have a quiet word in their ear?
Oh, we're not quite there yet.
When I spoke to Andy Dixon at the Bank, he said the matter was...
..."buried reasonably deep in his in-tray".
Just flagging a concern.
Quite right. It's something we should keep an eye on.
Well... is that it? Any other business?
Well, what about this chap Leeson? He of the exhibitionist tendencies.
I suppose it's something we should leave to the Singapore authorities.
I have to say... I'm inclined to agree.
So, it was the profits that saved me.
If they only knew!
Nick!
That guy from Reuters again. The second time today.
Tell him I've...
Oh, fuck it! Gimme the phone.
Print me up a balance on the eights account.
Hi, Loy.
Nick! You're a hard man to pin down.
You know how it is. What can I do you for?
- Quite a position you've been buying. - We're happy.
I don't know how the client wants to play it.
Who is this mystery client, Nick? He must have rather large balls.
I'm sorry, mate. Client confidentiality and all that.
Is it Pierre Beaumarchais?
Sorry, Loy, I... gotta go. I'll speak to you later.
Speak to you some other time.
Jesus Christ, Bonnie. It's 7.78 billion yen!
- Do you want the dollar amount? It's... - Yeah, yeah, $77.8 million.
Book me the following notional trade.
Selling 1,000 December 21,500 put options at a price of... 7778.
Then print me a new report after that entry so it shows 7.78 billion yen...
...as if it was owing to us from SIMEX. - Sure, Nick.
Then fax Brenda Granger in London, asking for more funds.
Say we've had a large margin call on our client positions.
How much?
A million.
Make it two.
(phone rings)
- Nick! - Mm?
Nick, it's the phone.
- Hello? - (Baker) I'm not disturbing you, am I?
It's 2am.
Oh, Christ. Sorry, mate. Had no idea.
The old farts are getting nervous. They want you to unwind the position a little.
That's easier said than done. Don't want to send the wrong signal to the market.
Yeah, yeah.
Second, we need another ￡2 million profit by next month to secure our bonuses.
Two million? Ron, what planet do you live on, mate?
One minute you want me to unwind the positions...
Failure is not an option, mate.
See you at the junket in London in three weeks' time.
Who do they think I am, George Soros?
We were close to the end of another year and I was deeper in the shit than ever.
Barings wanted me to speak at their annual group conference in London.
I was their star trader, and they wanted to know the secrets of my success.
It didn't bear thinking about.
(TV on low)
- Is Nan staying with Auntie Karen? - Yeah.
- It's the best place she could be. - Aww, poor thing.
(phone rings)
- Has she been crying? - Mm.
Has she?
Hello?
Nick! It's for you.
Ron Baker.
Ron! Can't believe you tracked me down already.
Listen, with this conference you'll be away from the trading floor a long time.
I had to come back a week early for this funeral.
- I told you, Lisa's granddad passed away. - I'm sorry about that, mate...
...but I'm fighting for your bonus. You need to keep up those profits.
- I couldn't miss this funeral. - No one's asking you to!
I'll issue you a pass so you can come in on Sunday and trade through the night.
You won't miss a thing!
Get out the fuckin' way!
If he's working this hard he's going to need his food.
He wants me to go into the office on Sunday night and trade.
Well... no!
That's completely out of order. Let someone else make the profits!
She's right, Nick. You're not a machine.
It's bonus time. If I don't deliver, then everybody loses out.
It's not fair, Nick. You carry on at this rate, you're gonna be in a right old state.
It's gonna be your funeral next.
For as much as it hath pleased almighty God...
...of his great mercy to take unto himself...
...the soul of our dear brother here departed...
...we therefore commit his body to the ground.
Earth to earth, ashes to ashes...
...dust to dust.
Good to see you, son. Sorry occasion, but there you go.
- He had a good innings. - That's the main thing.
So how's it going over there?
- Can't complain. - We're all proud of you.
- What you've achieved. - It's no big deal.
Don't be so bloody modest!
You a plasterer's son!
I just wish your mum could have been here to see it.
So do I.
(voice breaks) I'll try not to let you all down, Dad.
- What did you say? - It's OK, it's just jet lag.
Don't pay any attention to me.
(lift pings)
I felt sick going into the office...
...seeing all the people I'd been avoiding for months.
It was one thing to con people over the phone, quite another to do it to their face.
Nick? That's you, isn't it?
Nick Leeson? I heard you were coming in.
You haven't the vaguest idea who I am, have you?
Brenda?
- Of course. I'm sorry. How are you? - So I finally get to put a face to the voice!
- My God, you are so young! - Well, ageing rapidly, I'm afraid.
Can you come into my office? I really do need to talk to you about the figures.
I'm meeting Peter Norris in three minutes.
Oh. Well, do come in right after, OK?
Nobody out there can answer our questions but you.
And they just asked for another ton of funding.
- All right. This one? - Yeah.
Brenda was my cash lifeline.
She was the last person I wanted asking awkward questions.
But first I had to deal with Peter Norris.
He's such a red-hot trader I'm having him come in overnight!
Are you really?
You can't keep Nick away from the floor. He's the key man in Singapore.
Sounds like you're the key man in Asia.
He's insane! You should see how he takes that market on.
- Are you enjoying yourself? - Yes, it's all right.
(both) "All right"?
(they laugh)
Now, we need to talk about merging the sales areas in Asia. Nick has some views.
If we can replicate his success in Hong Kong and Tokyo...
What do you think, Nick?
It does make a lot of sense to merge.
There would need to be controls, of course...
...but the trading books can be used to supplement a customer's requirements...
...and increase information flows.
Synergetically.
Exactly. Synergy.
So you see, Peter, Nick agrees.
And he's been very successful with his customers. They love him!
Yes, excellent. Well, keep up the good work...
...and Ron, you sort out what you want with this merger.
Now, gentlemen, I really have to...
- Good to meet you. - Nice to meet you. Cheers.
I think that went well. He seemed to go for the merger idea.
- Oh, he did. He really went for it! - This'll be good for you too, Nick.
They'll give you some kind of fancy new title! (chuckles)
Uh... Nick!
Nick!
Ron!
Being good...
...is not good enough!
Everyone must be connected to our strategy, or we will find you...
...and weed you out!
Information arbitrage is our business.
If you don't know what an information curve is, then find out!
Position yourself in an information curve.
Dominate the curve!
Nick Leeson, who most of you know and all of you have heard of...
...runs our operation in Singapore...
...which I want all of you to try to emulate.
Now, you'll hear later from Nick about how he does it...
...but I just want to drive home to you guys...
...that if you could all think about Nick...
...and perhaps come up with ideas to follow his footsteps...
...Barings will become...
...one of the most successful operations in the derivatives business.
(retches)
Oh, fuck!
Oh, we are gonna make so much money!
But more to the point...
...you are gonna make...
...so...
...much...
...money.
Oh, Nick!
Nick... wake up.
- Lisa... - We're meant to be going to the dinner!
I can't. I can't face it. I can't take it any more.
I'm not going back after Christmas. You can't make me.
What?! You're sitting next to Peter Norris in the seat of honour!
Don't tell me you missed your presentation too.
- I've been drinkin'. - I never would have guessed(!)
I think it's downright rude. You can't let everybody down.
You don't understand, Lisa.
I'm sitting on a fuckin' volcano. I can't go back!
And what about your bonus?
Now, stop babblin' and get yourself dressed!
I'll give you volcano, Nick Leeson - right up your bum!
Lisa... oi!
In you go! You stink!
- Oh, Lisa... - (cackles)
You bitch!
- I'm gonna kill you now! - Look at you! What a disgusting sight!
Aagh, no, you're gonna get me all wet, Nick!
Oh!
(Lisa laughs)
Nick. You've got to get dressed. Stop.
You've got to get dressed! (laughs)
Promise me you'll always love me, Lisa.
That whatever happens, you'll always love me.
Oh, of course I will!
You're my man, aren't you?
It was crazy going back. I couldn't hope to survive the end-of-year audit.
There was that little matter of the 7.78 billion yen...
...which I'd fabricated to plug the hole in the five eights account.
I should have told Lisa when I had the chance...
...but this voice kept telling me...
...l'd traded out of losses before - I could trade out of them again.
What's this letter all about?
Well, it's from SIMEX.
Yes, I know it's from SIMEX. It came while you were away.
"It appears that you have financed the trading positions...
...held by sub-account 88888."
"If this is the case you have violated SIMEX Rule 822...
...which bans members from financing the trading margins of their customers."
They're just banging on about our intra-day funding limits.
Well, what is sub-account 88888 anyway?
It's a customer account. We have umpteen trading accounts.
I'd have to look into it.
We're the number one trader, and they're tying us up in red tape.
Anyone would think they didn't want us to trade.
Er... I'll draft an answer for you.
Yeah, do that, will you? Get it on my desk by the morning.
Of course, Simon.
Lisa?
Lisa, what are you doing?
I'm bleeding, Nick!
(siren)
Why didn't you tell me?
Cos I was waiting till I was sure!
- You're not angry with me, are you? - Of course I'm not angry, my love.
- You want the baby, don't you? - I really want the baby.
I want lots and lots of babies. All right?
(whimpers) Yeah.
Your wife is OK...
I'm afraid she's lost the baby.
I'm sorry.
(roar of voices from the floor)
That was the turning point.
That was when I decided I couldn't stand around any longer...
...hoping the market would move in my favour.
I was gonna have to make it move.
I didn't care how much money it took.
I was gonna go for broke.
The man is single-handedly generating a fifth of the group's worldwide profits!
I know. But $30 million in margin payments? For one day's trading?
You don't seem to understand. The volumes are enormous!
Nick's guy is the biggest player on SIMEX!
(phone rings)
- Hello? - Nick.
It's Brenda.
Listen, buddy. This is putting a terrible strain on our borrowing.
Tony Hawes is all over me about your cash calls.
I hear you. But London is the cash cow for the business here.
We just don't have access to any other funds.
If you keep hassling me I've a good mind to stop trading.
No, no, Nick. It's OK. Listen...
Just get back to me with some meaningful figures, OK?
(whispers) Fuck off.
(phone rings)
Hello?
Thank goodness I caught you. I know Brenda's giving you a hard time...
I don't think any of you understand how it works out here.
You may be right, mate. Anyway, consider it sorted.
But you are gonna have to start reducing these positions.
Well, Ron, I'll see what I can do, all right?
While I've got you, about your bonus...
The budget's tight. Though you've been exceptional there's not much to go round.
I thought we had a record year!
Yeah. That said, I've put in a special plea to Peter and he's agreed to go up to 350.
350? That's ridiculous!
I'm really pushing out the boat for you, mate.
I'm busting my balls here. I made us the top house in SIMEX.
We even got that award for all the business we're doing!
Yeah, I know that, Nick.
Look, I'll see what I can do.
I'll see if it can't start with a four, eh?
(splashing from bathroom)
That was their opening offer.
He'd have thought something was wrong if I'd accepted it straight away.
Yeah, it's like winning the lottery.
They must think the world of you.
What's the matter, Lisa?
What do you think's the bloody matter, Nick?
Everything's changed!
I just wanna go home. Get the hell out of here and go home.
But... you wanted to come back. What about the bonus?
Well, can't you get the bonus in London?
Please, Nick! I wanna get on with my life.
I wanna start a family. I'm going stir-crazy here all on my own!
Calm down. Look, I just need a bit more time to sort things out, turn things around.
No! You're up at dawn and then you come back at night and collapse into bed...
How am I meant to get pregnant again if we never make love?
I know. But this could set us up for life!
- When's bonus day? - 24th of February. Just five weeks to go.
Right, we're gonna leave on the 25th.
I mean it. I'm calling the furniture removers tomorrow.
All right.
With everything else closing in on me, I'd forgotten about the mooning charge.
When it finally came up, I was facing a possible jail sentence.
The charge has been reduced to a misdemeanour.
The maximum penalty is a $200 fine. I think we should plead guilty.
Thank you very much.
It was uncanny. I'd got away with it again!
To the Singapore legal system, a shining example to the free world!
We bared our all for Barings.
Bearer bonds takes on a whole new meaning after this!
(phone rings)
Talk about a bear market! Hello? Mooners Anonymous.
This is Wei Wei from Coopers & Lybrand. Is that Nick?
Speaking.
I'm compiling the end-of-year audit. There seems to be a big hole in the accounts.
I'm missing the 7.78 billion yen...
...receivable from SIMEX.
Nick, can you hear me?
Is everything all right?
It's a little complicated. What do you need?
I can't find any paperwork.
It was an over-the-counter trade between Speer, Leads and Kellagg...
...and Barings London. It fell through the computer system.
I'll have a word with the systems manager.
I need three bits of paper.
One: Confirmation from SLK that the 7.78 billion yen will be paid.
Two: Sight of your bank balance to show it's been received.
And three: A note from Ron Baker saying he's aware of the deal and approves it.
(line goes dead)
Well?
Oh, it's just a computer glitch.
They're doing their annual audit.
(laughs)
And so, with scissors and paste, I created $78 million out of thin air.
This was forgery, pure and simple...
...and there was no going back.
- Nick! - Simon.
Jesus, you almost gave me a heart attack!
- What's this missing seven billion yen? - Oh, that's a nightmare.
It's an OTC trade that was incorrectly booked.
The auditors are really on my case about it.
It's a pain in the arse, but we've got to get it sorted.
The point is, we're owed the money by SLK.
Who the hell are SLK?
Speer, Leads and Kellagg. It's a brokerage house.
Better send me a memo as soon as. Get these auditors off my back.
Sure, Simon. Don't worry, I'm onto it.
(phone rings)
Bonnie, it's Nick. Listen. Listen very carefully.
Transfer 7.78 billion yen from the client account to the house account tomorrow.
But it won't go!
There isn't enough money.
I know that, but then you can reverse it. It's just an electronic transaction.
But I want the transfer done. And I want the bank...
...to send us a fax of the statement, showing the 7.78 billion yen credit.
All right, Nick. If you say so.
Cheers, Bonnie.
Nick?
What's all this about seven billion yen?
Someone from London, Tony Hawes, was looking for you.
Jesus Christ, if I hear any more about this seven billion yen...
It's about $70 million, innit?
What do you reckon? Red or blue?
You think I just walked off with $70 million?
I didn't say that.
It's a computer error.
You need someone in the back office, I told you. You're not bloomin' Superman!
Don't start all that again.
It wouldn't have happened if I'd been there.
Right. I'm goin' out.
- Where are you going? - To get pissed.
If anyone calls, tell 'em I've gone to South America.
Well, you can bloody stay there, then!
Twat!
(key in door)
What have you done now, Leeson?
What have you done now?
- (knock on door) - Come in.
I thought you'd like to know the audit's been cleared.
- Nick sent the papers. Everyone's happy. - Thanks, Ron.
Technically we've breached SIMEX rules, but it was just a non-transaction.
With any luck...
...the auditors won't mention it, or we may have problems with the local regulator.
Sounds sensible.
Do you know, Nick made $10 million doing arbitrage in a week?
That's about... half a billion dollars a year.
The guy's a turbo arbitrageur!
If he's doing that amount of business for that amount of profit...
...why don't we shut down the rest of the bank? We're just overhead.
Yeah!
(phone rings)
- Hello? - Nick...
...are you avoiding me? I've been trying you for days.
Sorry, Tony, it's been chaos.
The audit went through. I thought you knew.
- It's this SLK thing. - It's all been cleared up.
I know. What's bothering me is where you got all the money to actually...
...well, pay SLK in the first place.
I mean, it's the equivalent of $78 million!
It doesn't add up, you know.
It's obvious. It's part of the funding we've had from you over the past few weeks.
Yes.
So, the same figure will flow back to you.
I see. You're saying that some of the funding was used to pay SLK?
That's right, Tony. So we'll be able to pay it back to you.
That'll be good. Er... getting our funding down will be good.
I'm having to juggle quite a few balls.
We all are, Tony. Look, I've got to dash.
I've got company for dinner.
- Of course. Thanks, Nick. - (Nick hangs up abruptly)
Thanks for... clearing that up.
(phone rings)
Yes, Ron. What do you want?
It's me, you wanker! Danny.
Bubble? What are you doing calling me in the middle of the night?
Are you anywhere near a TV?
I suggest you tune in to CNN.
The worst damage was in the seaport of Kobe.
Road and rail links are shattered...
Jesus, an earthquake! That's all we fuckin' need.
This is gonna kill the market, man.
The Nikkei's gonna fall through the fuckin' floor!
...milling around in search of help.
Rescue operations are going to be complicated, long...
...and expensive. Mike Chinoy, CNN, reporting live from Tokyo.
(uproar)
Market's down 300 points, you stand there cool as a fuckin' cucumber.
The way I see it, it's an opportunity.
I'm gonna buy into the market. Buy it all the way back up to 19,000.
Oi!
Fuckin' true what they say about your gonads, mate.
See what I mean?
Think I'll give Fernando a bell in Tokyo, see what's shakin'. No pun intended.
It's Nick. What's the situation in Kobe?
We've been trying to contact our friends, but the lines are down.
Hold it a second. We got movement.
Holy shit, selling! There's some selling!
Fuckin' hell, it's in free fall!
I've never seen it move so fast.
350! 350!
350!
Nick?
Sure you don't want us to stay?
No, I... I'm fine. You go.
You'll make it right, Nick.
We all believe in you.
50 million!
I...
...Nicholas Leeson...
...have lost...
...50 million quid...
...in one day!
What does he do, exactly?
That's what no one seems able to explain.
It's simple. He switches contracts between Osaka and SIMEX...
...exploiting price differentials between the two markets.
That's how he offers the best deals to our customers.
If it's that easy, why isn't everybody doing it?
Because he's absolutely in the vortex of the information curve over there.
He's discovered a whole new way of making money.
Well, he's giving us horrendous funding problems, that's all I know.
He doesn't do things by the book, Ron. He just doesn't respect the rules.
Is he really the kind of person we should be employing at Barings?
Oh, fuck the rules. It's barrow boys like Nick who are turning the City around.
You can't run a modern financial centre with a bunch of Hooray Henries.
Bastard!
Wakey-wakey!
- What's the action, mate? - You tell me.
The market's up and down like a tart's knickers.
- I think the worst is over. - Who knows? You could be right.
Well, that's my hunch anyway.
Listen, I was out last night with that Loy.
You know, that journo from Reuters.
He's convinced there's no mystery customer.
He reckons it's you. He thinks you're trading on your own account.
Without the bank's approval.
Now, you're not that crazy, are you?
What do you think?
Who, then? Beaumarchais? I thought he'd given you the elbow.
- I can't tell you. - Come on. It's me, Danny Boy!
I could tell you... but I'd have to shoot you afterwards.
I know one thing. If Customer X didn't exist...
...you'd have to invent him.
45 million? You've already had 100 this week.
Everybody's had an advance margin call from SIMEX on their client positions.
They're worried about stability with these big movements.
It's an emergency measure(?)
Isn't everybody squealing out there?
No, we'll get it back when the market calms down.
Nick, when are you gonna reduce these positions?
The bean counters are freakin' out!
Ron! Didn't know you were there.
For fuck's sake, we've had the Bank of International Settlements...
...asking if Barings can meet its margin payments!
- It is not good for the image! - I hear you, Ron. It's a tight market.
Yeah, well, you've really gotta try.
Take a hit on it if you have to.
I know Norris is gonna want to discuss it with you when he's out there next week.
Norris?
- I didn't know he was coming. - Yeah, with Tony Hawes.
They want to check the numbers. Iron out these funding problems once and for all!
(thunder)
There was no way I could reduce my positions without the market collapsing.
By the time they got to Singapore I was in deeper than ever, faxing Brenda daily...
...30, 40 million dollars at a time.
They were gonna kill me.
Lookin' like shit, Nick.
Lookin' like fuckin' shit, mate.
- Good evening, sir. - Good evening.
(laughter and chat)
(Hawes) His approach shot sliced into the woods...
- Nick. There you are. - I'm sorry I'm a little bit late.
- What'll you have? - A beer would be great, thanks.
Another Tiger, please.
Nick...
- How was the market today? - It stayed between 18,000 and 18,300.
It's settled after the earthquake.
Happy with the positions you're running?
I'm relaxed. They're March contracts, so I'll let them expire.
- Good. - Thanks.
Now, we've had a lot of stick... over funding.
Brenda Granger tells me we're borrowing all over Japan to get the funds to you.
People are beginning to talk, Nick.
I understand.
I understand completely.
Excellent.
Good man.
And that was it. That was apparently all he had to say on the subject...
...of my enormous exposure causing so many ulcers throughout Barings.
Better than you get in London, that's for sure!
You'll enjoy the next course.
- Lobster, sir? - No, thanks. I'm not very hungry.
I should have been able to relax after that...
...but I couldn't stop thinking about the losses in the five eights account.
Shame you can't stay for the match on Saturday.
(voices echo)
(Hawes) You're down for 450, aren't you?
Your bonus.
Only a week to go.
Sorry?
Have you thought about what you're going to do with it? Only a week to go!
Ahem! Excuse me. I have an announcement to make.
I know that some of you are worried about our exposure in the market...
...and you're probably wondering about the identity of our mystery Customer X.
Well, the fact is...
...he doesn't exist.
We are the customer: Barings.
Look properly at the five eights account -
...which is not a client account, it's an errors account -
...and you'll realise it's concealing losses in the region of ￡200 million.
No, I tell a lie. It's more like 230 after today!
What are you going to do with all that money, Nick?
Well, I won't spend it on futures and options!
- That's very good. - Very good.
I was living from day to day, hoping for a miracle.
I wasn't running a position any more. The position was running me.
Man, look at the state you're in. You got the bloody shakes!
- You been on the razz all night? - Nah.
- I'm just getting killed by the market. - Tell me about it!
I've had a shitty week too.
Penguin? You lucky sod!
Do you know how rare they are?
Do you know?
- It ain't that bloody funny! - Lucky Leeson(!)
You have it. I'm not laughing at you, Bubble.
Fuck! Sorry.
'Ey-ey-ey-ey-ey! You really are in a bad way, ain't ya?
What's the matter?
I have an unauthorised position.
Fuckin' hell.
How big?
Big enough to be a problem.
Poor bastard!
I can't say it comes as a complete surprise.
- Does Lisa know? - No, she'd kill me.
She's got enough on her plate. She's just waiting for my bonus so we can go home!
So what are you gonna do?
Well... I just have to keep buying futures to support the market.
If it sticks at 18,000, my options are still in the money - I could get the position back.
- I may even come out ahead. - Nick...
You listen to me now, right.
You don't fight the market, man.
Even if you can make the margin calls, what happens when the contracts expire?
The way the market's going, your losses could be catastrophic!
Five for a thousand, five for a thousand! Come on!
George, move this fuckin' market! If it stays below 18,000 we're dead!
Come on!
Nick.
- Nick! - Tony.
Nick, I really need to go over some of the figures with you.
Sure, Tony.
Back in a minute.
Seven for five! Seven for five!
I'm sorry. Money!
I'd thrown away countless more millions, and it hadn't made a dent.
I was only one day from bonus day, but the game was up.
I was beaten.
Oh, Nick, you're a bloody fool, aren't you?
Well, it's not the end of the world. You've got your health, you've got me...
Shame about the bonus.
Sorry.
Slow down. The video shop's on the next left.
- I wanna get our deposit back. - Right.
We're gonna need it, darlin'.
(phone rings)
- Hello? - (Baker) The positions have got bigger!
If they aren't reduced I'm coming out there to sort you out!
- You're very faint, Ron. - And what's this rumour I hear?
There's a rumour that we're the customer.
Sorry, you're gonna have to speak up.
Tell me we're not the customer, Nick.
- I'm losing you, Ron. - Nick! Nick, are you there?
Goodbye, Ron.
They wouldn't give me the full 200, but I stood my ground and got 180.
Good girl.
Nick!
(phone rings)
Excuse me, sir. There's a phone call for you.
- Not now. - It's Peter Norris. He said it's urgent.
Oh. Thank you.
Would you excuse me?
Peter?
I'm sorry to drag you away from your dinner party.
I'm afraid I've got some rather bad news.
By the time the shit hit the proverbial fan in London we'd escaped Singapore...
...to ponder the future and consider my options.
If I had any.
What's gonna happen, Nick?
They must have got my fax and closed down all the positions on Friday.
The market seems to be holding up OK.
But you're definitely out of a job?
It could have been a lot worse, but I still lost them a ton of money.
I'm starving! Think they do burgers here?
(laughs) No! You're not having a burger.
- That tummy of yours is driving me nuts. - Don't stress me, wench!
(laughs)
I'll work it off in the gym.
Better still...
(kissing)
- Stop it. People are watching. - So? I don't care. Come here, girl.
Jesus Christ, Lisa!
- Barings has gone bust! - What?!
The Chancellor of the Exchequer is trying to calm fears...
...sparked by the failure of Barings Bank. In a statement to Parliament...
...he denied reports that the British banking system is about to collapse.
According to him, Barings' failure is a unique situation...
...which he blames on the actions of a rogue trader in Singapore.
Estimates of potential losses range from 800 million to over one billion pounds.
There's no way of knowing how markets will react when they reopen on Monday.
As the Bank of England tries to put together a rescue package...
...with the Sultan of Brunei rumoured as a buyer, time may be running out...
...for one of Britain's most venerable financial institutions.
Charles Samson, CNN, London.
(whispers) Fuck!
Oh, Nick!
How could you not tell me?
How could you have kept it hidden for all this time, Nick?
You must have been through hell!
You would have marched me straight into Simon Jones's office.
- Too bloody right! - Then I'd have got fired...
...and I couldn't have made the money back. That's all I was gonna do.
No, but you were gambling.
That's what you were doing. With other people's money.
I didn't want to let everyone down.
You, my dad, the girls in the office...
Even Ron bloody Baker!
Do you think they're all gonna hate me now?
Well, I don't think you're gonna be Mr Popular!
It could easily have been the other way, you know.
It so nearly was.
Then I'd be a hero.
Oh!
(whispers) Come here. Come here.
I still love ya. Mm?
- (whispers) I love you very much. - I love you too.
Shall we see if I can do something about that belly?
I see.
Yes, I understand.
No, of course.
Thank you again for your efforts.
Goodbye.
That was the Sultan of Brunei's office. They have decided not to proceed.
They believe the risks are too great and the time too short, in view of the need...
...to have a rescue package ready by the time markets open again in the Far East.
Is there really no one else?
We've tried everyone. It's hopeless.
I therefore have to inform you that Barings is insolvent...
...and will go into immediate liquidation.
(sobs)
Peter Barings has gone on TV and said there's been a conspiracy.
They've lost 800 million quid!
I lost nowhere near that. It was more like 300!
But Barings didn't do anything Friday. Now the word's out, the market's crashed.
Bloody idiots!
They think you've run off on your yacht.
- What?! - I know. But listen, mate.
You've got no friends here now, so just get the fuck out of Asia.
Get back to London, Australia, anywhere. Just get out.
We're tryin'.
Oi, Nick... get yourself a good lawyer.
- Be lucky. - Cheers, mate.
(Tannoy) Flight 187 to Hong Kong...
...leaving from gate two.
Fuck!
There's a manhunt all over Asia. They think we're sailing around in our yacht!
- What bloody yacht? - I know. What about the flights?
- There's one to London. Via Singapore. - That's no good.
There's a flight to Frankfurt. Via Abu Dhabi.
Let's take it.
And Lisa...
Pay cash.
- Newspaper, sir? - No, thank you.
- Ma'am? - Er... no, thanks.
Nick, take that thing off.
There's a guy over there lookin' at me.
I'm not surprised, with that bloody hat on!
Talk about conspicuous! You're sticking out like a sore bloody thumb.
Did you say we stop at Abu Dhabi?
Yeah.
- That's where they cut your hands off. - Oh, don't be ridiculous!
They just stone you.
What?
I'm sorry, but you've gotta laugh!
Poor old Barings, eh? That's what you get for hiring the wrong sort of person.
That was when it hit me -
...the enormity of what I'd done.
Whatever happened, I knew things were never gonna be the same again.
And I've never felt lonelier in all my life.
I love you, Lisa.
Whatever happens, I love you.
I love you too.
I've got to get back to London.
I couldn't stand being in jail in Singapore. I couldn't stand it if I couldn't see you.
Jesus Christ, it's the police!
They must know I'm on the flight.
Well... no, not necessarily.
Due to our early arrival, passport control will take place as you leave the plane.
Please have your documents ready.
See?
I'm scared, Lisa!
You be strong, OK?
Danke.
Pass, bitte.
Danke. Thank you.
Please show your passport.
Where is your man?
I'm her man.
(uproar)
250 bid on 100! 250 bid on 100! Come on!
Who wants some of that? 250 bid on 100! 250 bid on 100! Come on!
Aria from Mozart's "The Magic Flute"
And that's it, more or less. That's the end of my story.
Barings was eventually sold to the Dutch bank ING for the princely sum of ￡1.
Lisa's got a new life as a flight attendant for Virgin Atlantic.
I hear she's got herself a new fella.
As for me, I fought unsuccessfully against extradition...
...from Frankfurt to Singapore on charges of fraud, forgery and breach of trust.
I was sentenced to six and a half years in prison.
Despite rumours of secret bank accounts and hidden millions...
...I did not profit personally from my unlawful trading.
To be absolutely honest...
...sometimes I wish I had.
I've got something to say
We have come a long way
After all the things that we have been through
I'm glad still to have you
I know you're hurtin'
And though you're hurtin'
It will get better every day
I love all that you are
You are what I live for
After all the things that we have been through
I'm glad still to have you
I know you're hurtin'
And though you're hurtin'
It will get better every day
Visiontext subtitles: Paul Sofer
== 字幕制作：泰坦巨人 ==
交易所主席简加奇尝试
减低市场对霸菱倒闭的事的恐惧
他向国会发言否认报导
英国银行体系将崩溃
他说霸菱银行是个别例子
是由新加坡的一名股票经纪造成
估计今次损失达八亿至十亿英镑
股坛狙击手
看看…
你看清楚
是个黑人吗？
真可惜，她看来不错
别笑人，小心倒霉
我会好好待她
不，史提
你不会有事
史提，不要
嗨，靓女，我有东西给你看
你疯了吗？
别在众人面前出丑
不要单看外表
你太幸运
什么？只是对女士说
滚开，你死定
立刻出去…
他有悔意了
他喝醉，不想惹事的
也不能责骂
叫他把那东西收起，否则
怎样？
我会扭着他脖子
你这疯狂动物吓坏了我
别管他
他不值
再来我便送他到监狱
我不怕的
尽管来
尼克
尼克，没事吧？
谢谢戴卓尔夫人开辟了伦敦市
让我们为霸菱工作
（霸菱银行）
这不是真心话
尼克利森，应听闻我的名字
霸菱是全球最悠久银行
在1803年
支持美国购入路易斯安纳州
历史真长久
女皇都是顾客
我只是文员
希望快晋升
汽车意外
我撞到头部和鼻骨折了
其他人戴安全带，所以没事
真可怜
尼克
知道你希望在股市交易所工作
但有事发生了
雅加达的公司出事
要派人去处理事务
或许派尼克利森去？
印度尼西亚是远东区
新亚洲小虎经济国家
人人都厚望霸菱对新市场
很有兴趣
到那里报酬很高
但风险大
一亿英镑
现金
我们立刻起行
无后顾之忧
顾客不愿付钱
说协议价钱
与原本有别
原因是市场下跌
他们不想负责
很难搞
苏慈，你说得对
真难搞
周日早上十时
飞机到二十哩
我工作是整理证明文件
顾客无可抵赖
令霸菱免受损失
这工作很闷，但若成功…
便成真正经纪
所有证明文件没有错
我把所有文件顺序好
只需签发支票
我是丽莎
我是尼克利森
有何贵干
霸菱派来协助你
没告诉你？
当然有
是很久的事，以为他们忘了
那么干什么？开营火会？
在霸菱工作前我没听过它的名
和华福的霸菱不同
你在伦敦成为英雄
他们认为你干得很好
真的？
感到自己像日本武士
二十年后从森林到现实
这里是怎样？
晚间外出很危险
夸大，这城市很有活力
好处是不会有自大的英国人
以为这里由他们管治
所以我爱亚洲
无论是否出自名校都有机会
当派到雅加达时
我要在地图找它呢！
我也是
我想当股票经纪
若霸菱不让我当经纪便离开
不想一生当文员
我们有野心，对吗？
不好吗？
真好
我想干一番事业
我享受人生尽情工作和玩乐
我的房间
尼克，晚安
很愉快
对
好了，晚安
明天见
丽莎真美
一见钟情
我们一起很有感觉
我们做完霸菱的呆坏帐
准备回家
丽莎，再见
再见
尼克是丽莎心目中的王子
恭祝他们在新加坡的新生活
尼克会是股票交易部经理
他表现很出色
尼克
我们送你珍贵的礼物
要好好待她爱护她
比其他重要
否则
打断你双腿
他认真的
丽莎利森，我爱你
尼克，我也爱你
由于在雅加达很成功
所以派我到新加坡
更重要市场
在这设立运作架构
要全力以赴
厨房呢
这是新居
何时入住？
还有睡房
对
若有需要，可找我
谢谢你
祝你愉快
谢谢，再见
再见
算不错吧
先试试睡床是否舒服
要吗？ 要
目前你在处理业务上并无犯错
并数额大增
对
你不需超过两个助手
而要多个文职处理转帐
无须高薪
只要年轻肯学习
尼克，简单好了
当然，这也是经营哲学
如他说，我的队员很年轻
他们好学，但对股市没经验
期指合约是一份
买卖合约
在指定日期的指定价格
对
若我同意把咖啡卖给你
我在一个月后以四十五仙卖给你
到时我花四十三仙买到，便赚钱
若价钱上升要多花钱，便是亏损
关键就是买卖的时间
有时咖啡最赚钱是盐或胡椒
就像经营超级市场
其实没有进行真正买卖
只是数字游戏
游戏是依照日经股票市场
这是为银行做？
不，是为顾客
我们不准代表银行炒卖
要紧记这点
交易员全都穿着红褛
红色是中国人的幸运颜色
对，所以我们要特别点
新的运作要被人注目
不同的颜色会带来不幸
别傻，我们有彩数
尼克说得对，我们很帅
法兰度，东京有什么发生吗？
没什么，新加坡市场呢？
一样，成交量只有五百九十
不足六百
五百八十，有买家想大手入市
要给低价吗？
好，让他买入呢
把坏人赶走
多少？
二百
现在买入
买入
补仓
你以五百八十元买入二百手
尼克，我刚以五百九十沽货
该死，刚赚到二千英镑
对
他们很好学
股票经纪各施各法
就像马场一样刺激
置身其中更难忘
我干了什么？
市场有起有跌
这是很正常
对新人而言
最重要令生意上升
未来充满憧憬
尼克
单一孖展和综合孖展有何分别
单一孖展是只付期指合约首期
在合约期满前也不需付全数
但每份合约都会各别升跌
新加坡交易所每日计我们的交易
当市场与投资有分差便要补仓
这叫综合孖展
我明白了
我们要开一个记错户口
我们有点错，虽没什么，但…
我把帐目转到那里直至填补错误
好的，我们要什么户口号码？
你的幸运号码？
八号，中国人喜欢八号
要多少个号码
五个
就起个幸运号码
叫88888户口吧
我很荣幸为你介绍
霸菱主席
彼得霸菱
我们是全球最悠久的银行之一
但并不代表我们过时
当我上任主席一职后
我发现不可把它当成俱乐部
我们要打破
传统管治方法…
传统学校领带
寻求新的管理方式
我们开始看到成效
利润…
更大幅回升
坦白说…
在证券业务中赚取利润并不困难
补仓
对，以五十元买二十手
进来
辛逊，我出了一点问题
有一女职员为富士银行
买入二十手，却误沽货了
我要周一才修补这问题
损失多少
收市时达二万
开除她
她不可再工作
太不近人情吧！
自己处理吧
向伦敦汇报，要令客户满意
好吧
喝杯酒吧
嗨，老公
看到金吗
她之前还在…
金
尼克
尼克，对不起
当各人都在大喊，太混乱了
这份工作就是要保持冷静
对不起，我会赔钱给你
金，那是你四年的薪酬
若市场再有变动情况更糟
来
每个人都会犯错
若幸运，周一定会渡过难关
尼克，我一直在等你
我要回家了
金
顺利吗？
很顺利
让我到公司帮你，我不想游手好闲
丽莎，不是这问题
我处理得来
法兰度，三月的数目怎样？
我暂时没有周五价格
我应该周一开始便平仓
总比等市场变动好
它的确变动了，但不是如我所愿
我损失更多金钱
这是我的错
尼克，听闻你的下属金辞职了
对，她受不了这些压力
你的顾客怎么了
还好，有一点点进帐
那很好
这是属于88888户口
我找到了那些合约
合共六万英镑吗
之前只是二万英镑
当市场变坏时我便立刻沽货
辛森钟斯说什么
你认真的吗
若他知真相定会辞退我们
只要在月底能收支平衡便没问题
怎可能
我们用自己的户口进行买卖
直至填补损失为止
我们用顾客的钱
利用下个月的利润填补给客户
你要作赌注吗
放心，邦妮
股市就如赌场一样
佐治
我希望无人会在月结前翻查帐目
只要88888户口在每月最后一天
显示出没有盈余
便不会惹人怀疑
不但没有反转劣势反而越赌越输
我要从客户的户口
借钱来隐瞒真相
佐治，你在玩什么？滚
立刻给我滚
你在玩什么？滚
好了
该死的
你太紧张了
你不明白
他们不让我聘用合适的员工
我还以为一切顺利
不错
我只是忙于收拾别人的残局
不如让我到公司帮你吧
我平时在家中呆着呢
尼克，为何？
文职事业不是由你负担
你快要精神崩溃了
因为我不想你介入我可以处理的
好吧，那么你别发怒
你一定做得到
我不回去当文员
我宁愿当抹灰匠
我妈妈常说
只要有恒心，铁柱磨成针
只要肯努力
你已经很努力了，而且还得回报
她一定为你而自豪
真的吗
当然
对
最惨的是丽莎以为我是天才
她并不知道我其实很不济
当我想股市上升时它便下跌
我想它下跌它却又上升
这真难缠
尼克？
我刚计算了88888的收支平衡
我们损失了超过一千万元
邦妮，别这么大声
也不用那么慌张
客户的帐户不够钱填补孖展欠款
我需要钱填补最初的孖展欠款
我叫伦敦汇钱给我填补这些损失
这样也不是罕见
但我需要日圆
以便在月底前
填补所损失的日圆
除非…
我沽售期权来换取日圆佣金
将88888户口维持零进帐
只要我能说服伦敦总公司汇钱
给我填补损失
这只是亡羊补牢
但我希望赚到足够的金钱
在客户发现前把钱还给他
其间
我要找更多生意来证明
我是为顾客利益要求现金资助
越多越好
好
利森先生…
我是彼亚波马斯
很高兴认识你
我以巴哈马为基地
的日内瓦银行工作
我刚兴新加坡交易市所总裁
安维田谈话
因你为他赚取的生意额感满意
外边有很多机会
我在新加坡市场也参与很多交易
除了佐治罗索斯
我在日经市场的投资比任何人多
一日通常高达五千张合约
整个市场的成交量只有二十左右
霸菱可以处理这么大的生意吗
当然可以
波马斯是我的救星
我利用当中所得的佣金
一次过填补88888户口的损失
彼亚波马斯
我想买四千张六月份的合约
目前的价格是三百五十
但股价不断变动
升幅别超过四百元
我们低水入货
波马斯是大玩家
若我们讨得他欢心便不愁没生意
流动资产如何
只有很少
我们在五百点沽货
之后股市上升
要令其他交易家以为我们要沽货
到股价下跌时再买入
好的
二百五十点沽货
二百四十点沽货
二百点沽货
买五百手
二百点沽货
要买吗
在二百点买入
在二百一十点买入
弄好
没人估计到我们的策略
我们转眼赚了一百五十万
四千手
肥仔，快点买
我终于行运了
我突然停不了赚大钱
对准日经平均指数的走势
在炒股生意上取得优势
上落尽在我掌握之中
股市继续上升
尼克，干得好
若指数继续上升至一万九千点
我沽售所有期权后一定赚大钱
来吧…快
邦妮，我们成功了
我还以为功亏一篑
神奇，你填补了超过…
一千万元的损失
我说过要有信心
你继续加倍入货很快我们便赚钱
日经平均指数连续第三日停市
但没迹象显示会炒风过热…
开心吗
你呢？
从未如此开心过
最初时损失了一点
但我不想令你担心
你说什么 没什么
市场改变，让我填补了损失
你怎么了
别担心，我只是犯了一点错
所以我要赌一赌把钱赚回来
你损失多少 大约一百万
一百万英镑？
尼克，你太过分
没事了，已经赚回来
我要保护我的下属
答应我不要再这样干
你不值得这样做 我答应你
你快把我吓得心脏病发
圣诞快乐
该死
我认真的
我是城中最成功交易员
踏入新年，我决要
好好利用88888户口
你认为应长线 投资吗？
你说笑吧，没人会考虑长线投资
长线就是明天 就依你所说的
一言为定
利森的举动足以令市场变动
一言为定
彼亚
我要沽二百二十手看涨期权
在十二月买入二百手涨期权
你会有一点三八巴仙的佣金
你做得到吗
我再联络你
尼克，我们要速战速决
什么？谁人会出这个价钱
沽二百二十手会亏蚀的
我们要为客人止蚀
为何出这价钱？
他们以百分率计算
以二百手换一千四百手
你便可以获得
一点四三巴仙的佣金
但不是一点三八巴仙的佣金
除非有人给他折扣
彼亚是我们主要的客户
不能损失这个客人
你打算怎样
我们一定要帮他
你是说向彼亚买入那期股票
然后趁高沽货
我们不应为银行作买卖
彼亚，我可帮你，有多少期货
六千五百？等我来处理
若股市下跌不上升那怎办
我曾赌博胜了，一定可以再赢
我是神奇小子，你要信我
邦妮
你再为我开启88888户口
我们被那些波马斯的股票害死
那些混旦找中央股票行帮他们
你传真给佩达
叫她多点资金以应付孖展款项
说是为了她的客户
尼克，我是辛逊
到我办公室，有事找你
一定是出事
终于被揭发
我怎告诉丽莎？她定会宰了我
进来
尼克，恭喜你
九三年的花红发放了
你有一三五万
一三五？真不错
去年为公司赚了超过一千万英镑
你是我们的明星
因为你赚了巨额数目
所以他们要核数
查核我的帐目？
他们派艾斯路易斯来
别担心，只是例行工作
艾斯路易斯？
男人见到她便怕
那是我们展览摊位
全都满了，你付二百五十
尼克
这是朗伯嘉，他是艾斯路易斯
朗是负责伦敦市场的主管
我便是你的上司
很高兴认识你
利森先生，你好吗
很好，谢谢
我们开始工作
亨利
谁负责这主意？我们最大的
我们为客人处理套利活动
所以交易量很大
我们把所有交易通知佐治
这是亨利，每天收市后
公司女同事便用电脑纪录交易
你是交易场内的经理，对吗
亨利，你在一百的位置加了记号
这是比较罕见的
谁负责审查收支平衡
这方面我们要详细汇报
我会留在这里三周
今次是详尽的审核
每一项都会审核
当然，我会尽力提供协助
有什么发现便告诉我
我们完成了吗？亨利
辛逊，很高兴见到你
爸爸认为值得投资在黑希
那房屋需要修葺
但爸和祖父可负责
如被开除，可当是一项保险
回英国你可当抹灰工人
怎么了？
丽莎，你干什么
若我失业你干什么
你刚收到丰厚的花红
若突然出现问题？
我不是别人所想的聪明
你当然是
我爱不是你的钱财
希望立刻回英国建立我们的家庭
尼克，你很聪明
你真聪明
尼克？
尼克？ 该死
辛逊
什么事？你神不守舍
你听到吗？
艾灰被召回伦敦
说笑吧？为何？
办公室政治
霸菱期货和霸菱证券政治斗争
核数的事怎样了
他们派马克泰和基斯卡来
他们没艾灰那样精明
真可惜
我想看看艾灰的结局
不，我要走了
我去洗澡
若你先回家开动焗炉
好吧，待会见
再见
该死的进来 这是什么
最美的保时捷，笨旦，上车吧
让我告诉你，这辆车很恶心
让我告诉你，它令我兴奋
我要好好享受我的花红
小心驾驶
佐治，你该死的
该死，是路透社的记者
尼克…
他要求和我做访问
尼克 你好吗
尼克，最近好吗
给我啤酒
你认识我经纪佐治吗
这位是越州交易所的丹尼
刚由伦敦调职到这里
丹尼，很高兴认识你
我也是，久仰大名
我听闻霸菱声名大噪全归功于你
这些谣传太夸张了
别谦虚了
你知道他们怎样叫他
交易之王
新加坡市场刚颁发奖项给他
表扬他的成就
你要啤酒 我要
一定令你头昏脑涨
不要…
你准备好吗
行动吧
好了 来吧
一…二…三
干杯 干杯
美女，你在等什么？来吧
佐治，该死
你的魅力今晚不凑效
该死的婆娘
我猜她们是新加坡航空的空姐
应该是空中服务员
废话
空中服务员
你去帮她们决定来还是不来
助她们一臂之力
帮她们作决定
别害羞
你妈妈不会
我爱上这男人
再来三声 都试过了
今次一定行…一
一…二…三
干杯
恶心
老鬼，你喝什么？
尼克，你很聪明，我请客
我的智慧可令敌人全军覆没
现在什么时候？
不知道 我要致电丽莎
对，致电给她 去找她
你说笑吧
不是
在新加坡侮辱女性是严重的罪行
我的罪行连伦敦总公司也知道
情况有点尴尬
我们的人在新加坡后闹事
你说什么
他露体…
为什么
我猜他们在输赌
当地政府视这行为为严重重行
应辞退他吗
这样做太惹人注目了
他为我们在东南亚分区赚大钱
他为我们的英国银行赚大钱
技术上违反政府条例
动用超出规定的资本比率
你想我和他们私下谈谈吗
还不是时候
银行那方面的安迪说
他想把这件事低调处理
别让人想起这件事来
但要继续留意事态发展
还有其他事吗
这个利森怎么办？他是露体狂
这些事应由当地政府处理
我同意
事实上那些利润救了我一命
尼克，又是那个路透社记者
他第二次致电来找你
告诉他…
把电话给我
为我编88888户口结算单
莱，情况如何？
尼克，找你很难
你该明白，有何贵干
你近来活跃买卖
我们很成功
不知顾客喜欢如何玩
尼克，那神秘客户是谁？
他一定有钱 对不起
你明白这是客户的私隐
他是彼亚巴查吗
对不起，莱，我要挂线
再联络
邦妮
七十七亿八十万日圆
你要知道美金是多少吗？
一美元对一百日圆
总数七千七百万美元
为我纪录这项交易
十二月卖出二万一千五百手
令期权的价位升至七七七八
然后把交易编给我
交易帐单上会显示
交易所欠我们七十七亿八千万日圆
好的
叫伦敦总公司的关连多汇点资金
我们有客户要求为他们炒孖展
要多少？
一百万元
二百万元
尼克
尼克，找你
希望没打扰你
凌晨两点
对不起，我没想到
听我说，上头有点紧张
他们要你减少买卖
朗，并不容易
我不想令市场误会
另外我们下月
需要二百万英镑利润保障花红
二百万？哪里找这么多钱
一方面要我减少买买，一方面又
我们不能失败，全靠你了
三周后在伦敦见面
二百万元？他们以为我是谁？
到年终了，我越加泥足深陷
霸菱要我在伦敦周年会议上发言
我是他们的明星要知我成功秘诀
但我没时间去想
兰会留下陪嘉伦吗
她留在这里最好 真可怜
她常常哭吗
真的吗
尼克，找你的，朗伯嘉？
朗，你这么快已经找到我
近日发生的一切
令你没在市场出现
我回来参加一项葬礼
我说过丽莎的祖父去世了
对不起
但我为你争取花红
你要努力为公司赚钱
我一定要出席葬礼
我明白
我会发给你一张通行证
让你周日晚进行交易
便不会错过机会
给我滚…
若他辛苦工作，需要吃东西
我要周日回公司进行交易
不要
不可能，叫其他人干吧
她说得对，你不是机器
很快会分花红不努力便前功尽废
这样不公平
再这样拼命工作很快会变化石
下次是你的葬礼
因神的慈爱
带领他的灵魂进入天堂
他的肉身入土为安
尘归尘土归土
孩子，见到你真好，对不起
临终时很安祥
这足够了
你在那边情况怎样 还可以
我们以你为豪 没什么大不了
太谦虚了，你是抹灰匠的儿子
真希望你妈能见到你的成就
我也是
我不会令你们失望
你说什么 不！只是睡得不好
别在意我的话
我讨厌回公司
看到多月来我逃避的人
我只和他通电
在他们面前要伪装一切
尼克
是你吗
尼克利森，听闻你会来
你应不知道我是谁 佩达
当然认识，你好吗
终于见面了
老天，你这么年轻
但我却很老
尼克，到我办公室
我想讨论那些数目
佩达，三分钟后要见彼得
开会后来见我好吗
只有你能解答我的难题
他们要求另一笔贷款
好，这个吗？
对 对
佩达是我好帮手
但我要先处理好罗斯
他是一流经纪
我安排他来这里专负责日经指数
真的吗
你不能把尼克调离
他是新加坡市场的灵魂
听来你是亚洲的人才
他是疯癫的
你该看看他的表现
尼克，享受这工作吗
还可以
喜欢？
谈谈亚洲的股票买卖吧
尼克有他的观点
若把他的方法用在…
香港和日本市场
尼克，认为怎样
这个建议很有道理
但我们要控制得宜
我们可以用交易市场的规条…
来满足客户的要求
增加资讯交流
互助互惠
对
彼得，尼克也同意
他的客户对他宠爱有加
对…很好，继续努力
朗，负责今次合并计划
各位，很高兴见面
稍后见
不错，他同意了合并计划
对，他的确同意了
尼克，这样对你很有利
你会提升
尼克？
朗？
单做好本分是不足
每人都要和策略配合
否则便被赶离场
内幕消息是重要财路
所以必须要有独具慧眼
令自己成为资讯的提供者
控制市场
尼克利森是新加坡最有名的
股票经纪
我要你们跟他学习
很快会听到尼克的分享
我想你们记着
记者尼克所说的话
跟随他的脚步
霸菱便成为
最成功的商业机构
该死
我们将会赚很多钱
但最重要的是你
会赚很多钱
尼克
尼克…醒醒 丽莎
去吃晚饭 我不能去
我不能再面对他们
圣诞节后我不回去
你怎么了？
你很荣幸坐彼得罗斯身旁
你还要发表演辞
我喝了酒 我知道
他们在等你呢
你不能令他们失望
你不明白
我已泥足深陷，不能回头
你的花红呢
别赖了，快更衣
利森，你不起来便打你
丽莎
你很臭 丽莎，不要…
丽莎
你该死
我要杀了你
看看你多丑怪
尼克，把我弄湿了
你要快点更衣
丽莎，答应我永远爱我
不管怎样，也爱我吗
当然会
你是我的男人，不是吗
我只渴望能平安渡过年终的年结
我把七十七亿八千万日圆转到
88888户口
我应告诉丽莎
但有把声音对我说
我曾经能渡过难关，今次也得
封信怎么了
新加坡交易行寄来
我知，你不在时寄来的
贵公司拥有一个88888户口
以作股票交易买卖
若属实，便违犯了
期交所822条例
为客户提供财政资助作孖展炒卖
他们会找我们麻烦
这个88888户口到底是什么
是客户的户口，我去查
我们是最出色经纪
所以会受到严密监察
人人认为他们想阻我们
我会模拟答案 好的
明天早上放在我桌上
好的
丽莎
丽莎，你干什么
尼克，我流血
为何不告诉我
我想先验证…
你不会嬲我吧
亲爱的，当然不会
尼克，你要孩子，对吗
当然，我还要很多孩子呢
你的妻子没事了
但孩子没有了，真可惜
那次成为转折点
我开始不能再承受压力
希望市场跟我的意向走
我要令这个实现
花多少钱也不计
这人为公司成为全球…
第五位赚钱的机构
我知道…
但一天内动用三千万元支付孖展
不，你不明白，这是小意思
尼克是新加坡市场最大的玩家
喂 尼克，我是佩达
我们的财政拍档收紧我们的贷款
东尼贺斯要查你的现金流量
是，我正在听
但伦敦和这里不同
我们没有资金来源
若你再骚扰我
我宁愿停止交易
不要，好吧，没事了…
那么给我一些数据吧
喂…
尼克，幸好找到你
我知佩达难为你
你们不懂这里的运作
你说得对…
但你可否减少交易数量
朗，我尽力吧，好吗
还有…有关你的花红
现时财政紧缩，知你很出色
所以别期望太大
今年不是赚大钱吗
对
所以他愿意给三十五万元花红
三十五万？真是荒谬
我已经为你尽力争取
我很努力工作
我是市场最出色经纪
还因此得到奖项
这点我知
我尽力吧
看我能够争取四十万
若以为我会接受
便错了
对，像中六合彩嘛
他们应答谢你呢
丽莎，怎么了
尼克，你以为什么
一切都改变了
我想回家，想离开这里
你想回来，还说为花红
在伦敦拿到花红吗
尼克，我想重头开始
建立家庭
离开这令人疯癫的地方
好吧，冷静点，慢慢来…
你早出晚归，回来时倦极了
我们不干怎再次怀孕
我知，会影响我们生活
何时取得花红？
二月二十四，还有五周
好吧，我们二十五号离开
我叫搬运公司来收拾
好吧
无论任何事我要熬下去
因为上到法庭我可能要坐牢
控罪减为行为不检
最高罚款是二百元
我们应该认罪
谢谢你 谢谢
真够运，又再逃过大难
为新加皮司法干杯
为自由世界干杯
为霸菱而喝采
我们的债权人松口气了
你说得对
喂？情况怎样
高柏来班公司的维维
尼克吗 对
我核对年结时发现有数目不符
新加坡股票市场少点我
七十七亿八千万日圆
尼克，你听到吗
没事吧
情况有点复杂，想怎样？
我找不到文件
这是嘉诺和伦敦霸菱的交易
所以没记在电脑
我和电脑的经理
商讨后再找你
我要三方面文件
第一是嘉诺证明文件
显示支付那七十七亿八千万
第二是你们的银行结算
显示接收了
第三是朗伯嘉的证明信
表示他知这交易
怎样？
没什么，电脑出错
他们进行结算
将会支付七十七亿八千万日圆
利用剪贴便创造了
伪造过程非常简单
迫我走到不归路
尼克
辛逊，你把我吓倒
为何会损失七十亿日圆
那是个噩梦…
上月的结算纪录错误
核数师因这问题找我
我们要尽快纠正错误
问题是欠SLK款项
谁是SLK？
是嘉诺股票行
给我内部报告
要尽快解决
当然，放心，我会处理
邦妮，我是尼克
留心听我说
从客户中取七十七亿八千万日圆
转到公司的户口内
但资金不足怎进行交易
我知，但可以立刻转回去
只是电子交易
我需要进行
要在银行月结上
看到这宗交易
好的，尼克，就这样办
谢谢你
尼克
那七十亿怎么了？
有个叫东尼的人从伦敦来电找你
我不想再听到这七十亿元的事
这是天文数字
怎么了？蓝或红
以为我盗取这七十亿
我没说
是电脑出错
需要人协助文职工作
说过你不是超人
丽莎，别吵架
若我在可以帮助你
对，我出去
去哪里
去死
有人找我，说我在南美洲
你别回来好了
该死的
利森，干什么
你到底干了什么
（尼克和丽莎启）
进来
核数工作完成了
尼克把文件交了
他们很满意 谢谢
技术上是违反
新加坡市场规例
但基本上没有进行过交易
希望核数师不会提到这点
否则监察机构会找麻烦
言之有理
知道尼克一周内赚到一千万吗
一年便有五亿
他是钞票印刷机
以他赚钱的速度
为何不索性把银行关掉了
连运作也省却
对
尼克
你在逃避我吗？找你多天
东尼，对不起，我们忙于核数
是SLK的事 已经查清楚
我知道
你如何有钱支付给SLK
总数共七千八百万元呢
这项数目不对
东尼，钱是你数星期批给我们的
是 全数我会汇回给你
我明白
你是说那些钱一向都给SLK吗
对，所以我们有能力还款给你
很好
请尽快把钱交给我们
我还要处理其他问题
我们也是，东尼，信我
要挂线了，我要参加公司晚宴
尼克，谢谢你把事情交待清楚
朗，你想怎样
怎么了，我是丹尼
是“吹波”
这么晚找我有什么事
你附近有电视吗
快看美国有线新闻
神户海港所受的破坏最严重
道路及铁路糟破坏
房屋倒塌，多处起火
该死，是地震
市场一定受到影响
日经指数大幅下泻
股市下跌三百点，我们有难了
“吹波” ，我认为是机会
我要趁低入市
很快股市回升至千九点
你的眼光真准
看到了吧
我致东京的法兰度
看情况怎样
应不会摇动
法兰度，神户的情况怎样
我们无法联络那里的朋友
尼克，我们这边有变
有人大手沽货
股市大泻
从没见过市场下跌这么快
三百五十…
尼克
不要我们留下吗
不，我没事，回去吧
你会熬过的
我们对你有信心
五千万
我…尼克利森
在一天内损失了五千万英镑
他干了什么
那边无人向我解释
很简单
将大阪和新加坡市场的合约对调
看看两个市场的价格差距
然后用最好的价钱卖给顾客
这么简单为何没有人这样做
因他有内幕消息
发现一项全新的赚钱大计
我知我们的基金遇到难题
他不按规条办事，不遵守规例
霸菱银行要聘请这样的人吗
东尼，别管规条
像尼克这小子才能令伦敦反转
但我们不能像他管理现代的财经
混旦
华基 你仍在买卖吗
情况怎样
天晓得，市场波幅不定
我猜最坏的情况已过了
或许是吧
我相信我的想法
我昨晚和路透社记者莱外出
他相信你没有神秘顾客了
他们相信那是你
他猜你在没合约下为自己作买卖
这不是真的吧 你认为呢
若是真的，那班老鬼必定杀了你
这是秘密
来吧，我是自己人
我可告诉你，但之后要杀你灭口
若顾客X不存在，你便要创造他
四千五百万？本周已调动一亿
每位新加坡股市的顾客
接到期指的通知电话
他们担心股市波动会影响市场
这是紧急情况吗 对
各人都沽售出货吗
待市场转好后会再入货
尼克，你会沽货吗
财经管理公司的会计师很担心
朗，我不知你在这里
我们的客户问霸菱能够支付
孖展款项
任何差错都会影响公司形象
朗，市场竞争激烈
所以要尽力而为
别让客户损失
罗斯下周会和你商讨这个问题
罗斯
我不知他来
他和东尼贺斯一起到
他们要核数找出基金的问题
我不能在市场不下泻时削减欠款
他们到新加坡时我已泥足深陷
每次亏损三、四千万元
他们不会放过我
你看来糟透了
晚安 晚安
尼克，你在这里
对不起，我迟了
很高兴见到你
你喝什么？ 啤酒
再来老虎啤
尼克
今天市场怎样
今在一千八百三十之间上落
地震发生后已经稳定下来
你手上的帐户还可以吗
它们都是主要客户的合约
可以待它们自动终结
我们有太多投资基金了
班迪说他们向日本公司…
借资金给你
市场上开始有谣传了 我明白
我完全明白
很好…好
这么简单
他看来好像要揭穿我的秘密
这秘密足以令霸菱银行王国倾倒
比伦敦情况更好
很快送上下一道菜式
要龙虾吗
没有，我不太肚饿
办完事后
我可以好好休息
但我不停在想那个幸运户口
真可惜，你不能欣赏周六的比赛
你有四百五十万元花红
你的偿金？只剩下周时间
什么？
只剩下一周时间给你想
各位，我有要事宣布
我明白你们担心近期的炒卖活动
你们也对我们神秘X客户很好奇
事实上…他并不存在
霸菱就那个神秘客户
你仔细看看五个八的户口
发现那是个错误户口
用来掩饰亚洲区内
二亿英镑的损失
我说谎
到今天损失不止这个数
你怎样用那笔钱
我不会用来投资期货和期权
很好 很好
我每天都望天打挂
希望奇迹出现
我不能控制市场，但被市场控制
你看来很疲乏，昨晚玩得很晚吗
这个股市差点把我害死
为什么
今个星期并不易过
你搞什么
你知他们多疯狂吗
我不是开玩笑 你真够运
“吹波” ，我不是取笑你
对不起
你的情况真不妙吗
什么事
我干了非法的交易
该死，数目多大
很棘手 真可怜
不过我早料到，丽莎知吗
不，否则她会杀了我
真可怜，这对她是双重打击
她望我能取得花红然后回老家
你打算怎样
我要继续买期货直至补仓成功
若指数维持在一万八千点
我有期权在手定会取回控制权
可能会赚钱
听我说…别和市场斗气
即使你投资孖展若合约完结怎办
到时你更泥足深陷
一千放五手…
佐治，快令股市上升
停留一万八千点以下便无法翻身
尼克
东尼
尼克，我要和你核对帐目
可以
很快回来
股市急泻，我无能为力…
对不起…
再损失金钱但始终未能扭转局面
还有一天要发花红
但游戏继续，我战败了
尼克，你真笨
不是世界末日，你有健康有我
可惜花红没有了 对不起
把车慢下来，商铺就在邻近的铺位
我要取回按金 好吧
我们要这个
尼克，情况越来越不妙
若它们还没改善我要对付你
朗，你真不够运
听到传言说我们就是那个顾客
对不起，你要大声点
说我们不是那个顾客吧
这里接收很差
尼克，你还在吗 朗，再见了
我坚持要退回按金
他们只发还180元给我
干得好
尼克
（新加坡机场）
先生，请听电话 现在不能
是彼得罗斯先生，他说有事
失陪
彼得？
对不起，打扰你的派对
我有坏消息
当事情在伦敦曝光后
我们已逃离新加坡
我已别无选择
尼克，以后怎样
应该收到我的传真在周五时停牌
市场的反应还支持得住
但你一定会被辞退
继续令他们损失金钱就不堪设想
我很肚饿，你猜他们有汉堡包吗
不准吃汉堡包，你的肚腩令我恶心
别取笑我
我会去健身
别动…
不要，他们在看呢
我才不管，过来
丽莎
（令银行倒闭股票经纪被通缉）
霸菱银行倒闭了 什么
主席加尼克
尽力安抚受今次影响的人士
国会发表声明
否认英国银行体系将会倒闭
他说霸菱银行的情况特殊
是因新加坡股票经纪所拖累
估计损失八亿至超过十亿
现在还不能预计周一开市的反应
英国银行会推出挽救计划
传闻缅甸的苏丹会出手帮助
但时间无多
我是美国有线新闻记者
查理斯森逊在伦敦报导
你为什么不告诉我
你一直守口如瓶
你一定很难受
你一定叫我去自首
然后我会被辞退，没有翻身余地
但你在赌博
这根本就是我们的工作
我不想令人失望
你、我爸爸和公司内的女职员
还有朗
他们一定很讨厌我
你当然不再受欢迎了
人的命运瞬息转变，只差一点
便成为英雄
过来
我仍爱你
我非常爱你 我也是
为你的肚腩做运动好吗
我明白了
不…当然了
谢谢你的帮忙，再见
是缅甸苏丹的来电
他们认为时间仓促风险高
不支持今次行动
他们无法在开市前准备文件
没其他方法吗
全部都试过了，没希望
我要告诉大家，由于霸菱欠债
将会进行清盘
彼得霸菱接受电视访问
表示有谣传
指他们损失八亿英镑
我只亏损约三亿镑
但霸菱在周五没采取行动
所以消息传开后令股市大跌
该死的
他们已查过你 什么
你要尽快离开亚洲
回去澳洲或伦敦也好
我们在尝试
还有，尼克，早点找个律师
祝你好运 谢谢
一八七号到香港的航机
从二号入闸
整个亚洲都通缉我
以为我们坐游艇到印度尼西亚
什么
真荒谬，航机怎样
有班由新加坡飞回伦敦
不妙
一班由阿布扎比到法兰克福
乘坐那班
丽莎…付现金
看报章吗 不用了，谢谢
小姐 不用了
我们会飞到三万七千尺上空
尼克，把帽除下
有个男人在看我们…
当然，你戴着这顶怪帽…
你看来怪模怪样
我们在阿布扎比停留吗
那里政府会把盗窃者的手砍下来
别说傻话
他们用石头掷罪犯 什么
对不起，我只想你笑
可怜的霸菱，对吗
他们误聘人选
在我攻其不备时他们便来
无论发生什么已没法走回头路
我从没感到如此孤寂
丽莎，不论怎样，我爱你
我也爱你
我要回伦敦
我不能在新加坡服刑
不能不见你
是警察
他们知我在这里 不一定
由于航机提早到达
你们离开航机时被检查护照
请准备好护照
丽莎，我很害怕 坚强点
你好吗
谢谢
请出示护照
你的丈夫呢
我就是
二百五十号放一百
有谁要货？二百五十号放一百
二百五十号放一百
这就是我的故事
霸菱终于被丹麦银行lNG收购
丽莎后来当上维珍妮亚航空空姐
听闻她有新男友
而我就被由法兰克福
引渡回新加坡
被控行骗，伪造文件及违反信托
被判入狱六年半
虽然谣传指我有秘密户口
但我没有在非法交易中取得分文
坦白说我真希望我有这样做
尼克利森在狱中被证实患上癌症
因此在服刑四年半后获假释
丽莎与尼克离婚后改嫁
丈夫在伦敦市一间投资银行工作