The Wolf of Wall Street2013

Naomi:
I want a divorce.

Jordan:
What do you mean you want a divorce? What is that supposed to mean, you want a divorce?

Naomi:
Get off me! I want a divorce. Get off.

Jordan:
You just made love to me. What the f*** is wrong with you?

Naomi:
I don't love you anymore, Jordan!

Jordan:
Oh, you don't love me? You don't love me anymore, huh? Well isn't that just f***ing convenient for you! Now that I'm under federal indictment with an electronic bracelet around my ankle, now you decide you don't f***ing love me anymore. Is that right?

Naomi:
No, no.

Jordan:
What kind of person are you? Tell me.

Naomi:
You married me!

Jordan:
What the f*** is that supposed to mean?

Naomi:
Jordan, this is how it's gonna go. I'm gonna take custody of the kids. If you agree to the divorce right now, I will allow visitation. Okay? Don't try to fight it.

Jordan:
Oh my God.

Naomi:
It will save us both a lot of money and I got a feeling you're gonna need it.

Jordan:
You're not taking my kids, sweetheart. You hear me?

Naomi:
I've already talked to the lawyer. He said even if you don't get convicted I've got a good chance of getting them.

Jordan:
I got news for you. (angrily) You're not f***ing taking my children [Naomi: Yes, I am, Jordan.] you vicious f***ing c*nt, you!!

[Naomi slaps Jordan and he slaps her back]

Jordan:
F*** you! You f***ing B*TCH! You're not f***ing taking my goddamn f***ing kids! You hear me? F*** YOU! YOU'RE NOT F***ING TAKING MY F***ING KIDS! F***ing whore.

[Naomi finds Jordan snorting cocaine]

Naomi:
Look at yourself, Jordan. Sick! You're a sick man!

Jordan:
[shouts] F*** you! I told you you're not taking my f***ing kids! You f***ing...

Naomi:
You think I would let my kids near you?! Look at yourself! You know what my lawyer said? My lawyer said that you're going to prison for 20 years, Jordan. Twenty f***ing years! You're never gonna see the kids again!

Jordan:
You don't think I'm gonna see my kids?!

Naomi:
No! I'm not f***ing letting you near my kids!

Jordan:
YOU DON'T THINK I'M GONNA SEE MY F***ING KIDS AGAIN, HUH?!

[Jordan walks to his daughter's bedroom.]

Naomi:
[trying to stop Jordan] Don't you f***ing touch her!

[Jordan punches Naomi in the stomach]

Jordan:
Don't you f***ing touch me!