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Dec. 9, 2023 - Tate Speech - Andrew Tate
08:06
Dream Building
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**Alarm sound**
**Dramatic music**
I'm such an organized person that your failures bother me.
You brokies who I've never met, your failures bother me even more than they bother you because you fail so monumentally and so brutally with remarkable persistence and predictability to the point where it angers me.
I'd like to actually try and find out why that is because if people were as good as I am then I wouldn't be so fantastically brilliant.
Nobody is. And it bothers me that you all so monumentally fail.
I'm sitting here and I'm specking one of my two Kernan-Zeg Jameras.
And I think we're getting there.
I'm not sure if I want to turn the outside stripe purple or turn the inside purple from blue to make it match.
I'm trying to enjoy the process.
It's kind of funny. You can't just spec a Kernanzeck.
You have to buy it first.
And after you buy it, you get a private login.
So you're buying a car before you've even specced it.
Meaning there's less than 200 people on the planet who are going to go through this process.
And here I am on a Tuesday evening, speccing my $5 million car to go alongside my other eight or nine $5 million cars, which will sit alongside my other 47 $300,000 to $700,000 cars.
And I'm going through this process realizing how unique it is.
And it angers me that none of you losers will ever get to do this.
Ever. Because you don't try.
Because you're lazy. And for some reason, that bothers me more than it bothers you.
Please understand, I mean completely sincere.
When I meet somebody, or I look on Twitter, or I look on Instagram, etc., I know that you people will never be able to have the experiences I have because you have failed.
For some reason, it pisses me off.
It doesn't seem to piss you off.
And it pisses me off, so then I don't want to talk to you.
I don't want you to live in my life. I don't want to interact with you because you're just seen as...
It's like you have a bad odor.
B.O. But instead it's just a cloud of dismal failure.
And it follows you everywhere.
I like men who I could say, hey, specking the Jumeirah is kind of cool.
They go, alright, I want to do that.
I'm going to do it. Not men who say, well, I'd like to do that, but I can't.
And maybe one day I probably could have if I tried harder.
Or some excuse.
It's not my fault that I monumentally failed.
It's the president's fault.
It's the government's fault. My ex-girlfriend's fault.
She left me. The absolute highest echelons of masculine performance where I reside are brilliant.
Do not get me wrong. But there really isn't that much to do.
When I was broke, I thought, if I get rich, man, I'm going to do this, I'm going to do that.
But you only have to be rich like two years.
Rich, rich. Not internet losers, I have one Lambo version of rich.
I'm talking at least two to three million dollars a week rich.
When you're making that kind of money, after a year or two, you've done everything.
You either go out to eat, you stay in the house.
Now, you can go to different places and do the same thing.
I can go to Mykonos and go out to eat or stay in the hotel, and I can go to Tokyo and go out to eat or stay in the hotel.
But it's basically the same. The best thing about being rich is hang around with your friends.
And then it's like, well, what do you buy?
Well, I've bought up enough clothes.
How many clothes does a man need?
I spent a million dollars on clothes, and I wear the same cheap jeans and t-shirt basically every day anyway.
50 diamond watches. 56 cars.
Property, but I don't consider that spending money for fun.
That's like an investment, and it's a headache.
You've got to make sure it doesn't get set on fire.
You have to maintain it. It's work.
Owning property is work. I own like 40 houses, and people are like, wow!
That is a job. It's not fun at all.
Because when I go somewhere to travel, I want to stay in a five-star hotel.
I can't be bothered to go to my own house.
Then I've got to staff it up. I've got to bring in three or four staff to make sure it's clean and to serve me my items, my coffees, while I spec my supercars.
And I'm going through all of this life experience and I'm thinking, well, there ain't actually that much to do at the top.
The things that matter the most are the people you're with and spending time with your children and, you know, all the same things that really mattered at the bottom.
But you get to be proud of yourself.
You get to look in the mirror and know that you've done your very best.
Where everyone else failed, you did not.
And that gives you a sense of pride.
And people treat you with absolute respect.
And that's good. But you, of course, have none of these things.
You don't have any respect or pride.
When you walk into a place, people don't know your name.
You can understand, I can walk into anywhere.
I can walk into Bottega Veneta in Mumbai.
And they're going to say, Mr. Tate!
And they're going to kick everyone else out of the store.
Don't have to make a reservation.
Don't have to organize anything.
No. They just do it for me.
Same with the kernels egg. Would you like a jumeirah, Mr.
Tate? They're limited edition.
Can I have two? You can have two.
Thanks. And I'm specking them, and I'm enjoying it, but I'm pissed off because you'll never do it, because you're all losers.
I kind of feel like...
Let me try and make you understand.
Have you ever been 15 years old, and you're really good at a video game?
Goldeneye on N64. You're the best!
And you say to your friends, let's play Goldeneye!
And they come play and they're crap.
And you trounce them and you beat them all.
And then you're like, come on guys, let's keep playing, come on.
And you want them to keep playing, but they're so shit, they just kind of quit.
And you're left by yourself?
That's how I feel, a little bit.
Where's the competition? Where?
Where is everybody? I see all these people on Twitter talking about business and sales and money Twitter.
Fucking hell, I buried that. That's a joke.
I just trounced everyone.
And now I'm like, well, the game's over.
I mean, does buying cars even make me happy anymore?
Did it ever? Or was it always about surpassing everybody?
Was it always about waking up knowing I'm better than everyone else?
So I'm going to work harder than them and be smarter than them and destroy them.
But nobody's playing the game anymore.
I'm speccing this Jamiro, you never will.
I'm playing the game, you're not playing.
I'm by myself, running around on Goldeneye, shooting everyone.
You're all just dead bodies on the ground, taking bullets without resistance.
I'm gonna pick up this car.
You're gonna see it on video.
I'm gonna fly to Sweden.
I'm gonna collect my brand new 5, 6, 7, I don't even know how much it's gonna cost by the time I'm finished speccing it.
Million dollar hypercar.
I'm gonna do a stupid dance.
With Tristan, maybe Luke, if I see him again by then.
We're going to do a bunch of dancing.
We're going to get in the cars. I'm going to drive to God knows where, Monaco.
We're going to pull up outside of the hotel or the big casino in Monte Carlo.
We're going to turn up.
Everyone's going to stare.
Look at that car. Look at that car.
Oh, my God. Even more impressive than the car, Andrew Tate's inside.
I'm going to get out with a woman who looks like the women you masturbate over who you'll never touch.
I'm going to get out. I'm going to go in the casino.
I'm going to spend $500,000.
Go stay in a $10,000 a night hotel.
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