George: Oh, no, no, no. I was just looking for stock-pages. Here it is. Looking for the quotes. Gotta check to quotes. Love a good quote. Oh, IBM up a quarter.
Woman: You didn't look like someone who needed a job.
George: Me? No, no, I don't. I don't. Doing very well. Very well, yep.
Woman: So, you're in the market?
George: Yeah I'm, uh, in the market.
Woman: Which market?
George: Which market? The, uh, big one. The big market. The big board. Bull market, bear market, you name the market, I'm there.
Woman: So, do you work for one of those big brokerage-houses?
George: They wish. I hate the big brokerage-houses. Hate them with a passion. Big brokerage-houses killed my father.
Woman: Really?
George: Well, they hurt him bad. Really hurt his feelings. It's a long story. I- I don't like to talk about it, but I swore there and then that I would never work for big brokerage-houses. See, all they care about is money. I'm about more than money. I'm about... people. So I've always gone my own way and I've never looked back.
[train horn blows, George looks back, chuckles]