[Henry Ford II reads the newspaper headline of Fiat buying Ferrari before dropping the paper and picking up his glass to pour a drink]
Leo Beebe: He played us. Old Man Enzo had no intention of selling to us. He used us to up his price, embarrass our company and insult your leadership. It was a bad idea from the start.
[Henry II approaches his executives]
Henry Ford II: What exactly did he say?
[pause, as Henry II takes a drink]
Lee Iacocca: He said Ford makes ugly little cars, and we make 'em... in an ugly factory. He said our executives are sons of whores.
[Henry II approaches Iacocca]
Henry Ford II: About me?
Lee Iacocca: He called you fat,
sir. Pigheaded.
Henry Ford II: Go on.
Lee Iacocca: He said you're not Henry Ford. You're Henry Ford II.
[Henry II stares at Iacocca before walking back to his desk]
Henry Ford II: I want the best engineers. The best drivers. I don't care what it costs. We're gonna build a race car...
[Henry II finishes his drink
and puts down his glass]
Henry Ford II: And we're gonna bury that goddamn greasy wop 100 feet deep under the finish line at Le Mans. And I will be there to watch it.