Carl Icahn says William Ackman is “now the young gunfighter who wants to show he beat the older gunfighter with a big reputation.”
AS
Wall Street smackdowns go, this one’s a doozy.
In one corner is Carl C. Icahn, the corporate raider
who made C.E.O.’s tremble back in the 1980s and, at 75, is still chasing deals.
In the other is William A. Ackman, 45, one of
Mr. Icahn’s figurative heirs and a leading practitioner of the bruising,
Icahnesque craft politely known as activist investing.
These ultrarich men battled for seven years in
multiple courts, over a relatively paltry $4.5 million. That might be real
money to mere mortals, but to these two, it’s barely a rounding error.
So why bother? This battle, it turns out, was
more about big egos than big money — and it has left both men spitting
expletives. The scrape finally ended this month, with Mr. Ackman victorious.
But, before it was over, the affair occupied a Who’s Who of powerful lawyers
and ran up millions of dollars in legal fees, all because of an otherwise
forgettable deal the pair cut back in 2004.
“The guy is a shakedown artist,” Mr. Ackman
sneers. “His word is worthless.”
Mr. Icahn says: “He’s now the young gunfighter
who wants to show he beat the older gunfighter with a big reputation. He just
likes pounding himself on the chest.”
In the secretive world of hedge funds, most
money managers prefer to keep low. Not Mr. Icahn and Mr. Ackman. They are media
hounds who court public attention and regularly star at investor conferences.
Both buy stakes in companies and agitate for change. Both bemoan what they see
as management failures and try to shame companies into replacing their
C.E.O.’s, shake up their boards and do whatever it takes to bolster the value
of their investments.
In many ways, this is a generational battle, a
clash of old Wall Street and new Wall Street. Mr. Icahn may at times seem
trapped in the 1980s, right down to his Gecko-esque blue shirts with white
collars and cuffs. After 50 years in this game, he still seems to think that
most companies would be better off if they would just listen to Carl C. Icahn.
Mr. Ackman is the smart-alecky boy wonder in a
crisp modern suit and a Charvet tie. He, too, has become wildly rich, albeit
without the old Icahn gruffness. After losing a battle against Target in 2009,
he choked up during a speech in which he quoted Martin Luther King Jr. and John
F. Kennedy.
When he first met Mr. Icahn in 2003, Mr.
Ackman was virtually unknown outside Wall Street circles. It looked as if he
might remain so. His world was falling apart. Gotham Partners, the hedge fund
he helped to found when he was in his 20s, had just blown up. The Securities
and Exchange Commission and Eliot Spitzer, then attorney general of New York , were investigating
him. His investors wanted their money back.
So Mr. Ackman cold-called Mr. Icahn.
He wanted to sell Hallwood Realty, a company
whose stock traded at about $60. Mr. Ackman believed Hallwood was worth $140 a
share. “By reputation, I knew he was a tough guy and a difficult guy,” Mr.
Ackman says. “I wanted to make sure I could collect.”
He continues: “I insisted the agreement be
short. I also insisted it have a mathematical example in it, so that there
could be no question about the intent of the agreement.”
That’s not quite the way Mr. Icahn remembers
it. He says that he was the one who was worried, and that Mr. Ackman was under
investigation and desperate to sell. (Both investigations were later dropped.)
“I checked him out,” Mr. Icahn says. “He was
in trouble with the S.E.C.; he had investors leaving him. A few of my friends
called me up and said; ‘Don’t deal with this guy.’ ”
Mr. Icahn says he saved Mr. Ackman’s bacon,
although he puts it more colorfully. The two hammered out a contract. Mr. Icahn
said he would pay Mr. Ackman $80 a share and offered a form of insurance. If
Mr. Icahn unloaded his shares within three years, the two would split any
profit above a 10 percent return.
Mr. Ackman now leads Pershing Square Capital Management. His long court fight with Mr. Icahn involved a relatively small 2004 deal.
Mr. Ackman wanted to bulletproof the deal. He
included a provision that if the payout became contentious, the loser would pay
all the legal fees. And if any payment was delayed, the contract stipulated,
Mr. Icahn would owe Mr. Ackman a hefty amount of interest.
Initially, everything went according to plan.
Mr. Ackman even visited Mr. Icahn’s offices to share another investment idea
with him: betting against MBIA, a bond insurer that he believed was poised to
collapse.
“We were rooting for Carl because we were
effectively partners,” Mr. Ackman says. “And then” — expletives follow.
In 2004, Hallwood merged with another company,
for $137 a share, netting Mr. Icahn a tidy profit. After waiting a few days,
Mr. Ackman called to compliment him and to ask about his share.
As Mr. Ackman tells it, the older man scoffed:
“First off, I didn’t sell,” Mr. Icahn told him. Mr. Icahn argued that a merger
did not constitute a sale of shares.
“Well, do you still own the shares?” Mr.
Ackman asked.
“No,” Mr. Icahn said. “But I didn’t sell.”
And so it went. Mr. Ackman threatened to sue.
Mr. Icahn roared that he would countersue.
“Go ahead, sue me. You know what, I’m going to
sue you!” Mr. Icahn shouted, according to Mr. Ackman, who says
Mr. Icahn told him that he took his advice on MBIA and lost $20 million.
Mr. Icahn says that he never threatened to sue
Mr. Ackman and that he held onto his bet against MBIA long enough to make
money. Mr. Ackman sued in 2004, contending breach of contract.
As years rolled by, the dispute became a running
joke on Wall Street. Mr. Ackman went on to open a new firm, Pershing Square
Capital Management, and became an investing celebrity. He took positions in the
likes of Sears, McDonald’s and, more recently, J. C. Penney. He made $1.5
billion on a bet on General Growth Properties.
Mr. Ackman’s offices in Midtown Manhattan are
white marble and white leather, punctuated with odd pieces like the pilot’s
ejector seat from a nuclear bomber from the 1950s. Had Mr. Icahn paid him from
the start, he says, he would have shared his winning ideas. Instead, he joined
with firms like Vornado Realty
Trust, the big real estate company run by Steven Roth. Mr. Roth, he says, has
made reams of money from the relationship.
While Mr. Ackman has moved on, Mr. Icahn, in
many ways, seems frozen in time. His offices are filled with mahogany and
classical paintings and sculptures. He still keeps odd hours, sleeping in and
then working late. His voice is still Far Rockaway growl. He uses it to bark at
corporate directors, competitors and, periodically, Mr. Ackman.
“Maybe I can be a tough guy, but I’ve been in
business since 1960 and made money every year except 2008,” Mr. Icahn says. “I
have never ever been in a lawsuit with anybody who trusted me with money or in
a lawsuit with any employee.”
Over the last seven years, Mr. Icahn and Mr.
Ackman have interacted only a few times. Mostly, it is their lawyers who have
suffered the endless rounds of motions, hearings and appeals. (Mr. Ackman hired
Andrew J. Levander, the criminal defense lawyer who was recently hired by Jon
S. Corzine, the former governor of New Jersey , who presided over
the recent collapse of the brokerage firm MF Global.)
Mr. Ackman and Mr. Icahn agree about one
interaction. It was a few years ago — they disagree about the exact date — at
Il Tinello, a restaurant on West 56th Street that Mr. Icahn likes.
After a lengthy, boozy dinner, Mr. Icahn made
an offer: he would put $10 million in one of Mr. Ackman’s favorite charities to
settle the dispute once and for all. Mr. Ackman refused, saying the money
belonged to Gotham investors. The men left amicably. Mr. Ackman
says he paid the bill.
Then, in late 2010, the lawsuit resurfaced as
a point of conflict. Mr. Ackman received a call from a friend, David Tisch, the
New York investor, wanting to know about his
experience with Mr. Icahn. Mr. Tisch told him that Mr. Icahn was looking to
invest about $100 million in Mr. Tisch’s new fund, Mr. Ackman says. (Through a
spokesperson, Mr. Tisch says he never turned down a formal offer from Mr. Icahn
and would welcome any investment in the future. Mr. Icahn says he does not
recall anyone by the name of David Tisch.)
So Mr. Ackman says he told his friend what had
transpired. Mr. Tisch refused Mr. Icahn’s money.
Mr. Icahn, says Mr. Ackman, called in a huff.
“Bill, you’re blaspheming me,” Mr. Icahn
complained, according to Mr. Ackman.
Mr. Icahn says he does not recall any such
conversation. He also notes that he is asked almost daily by hedge fund
managers to make investments, so that losing out on one opportunity means
little to him.
And that was it, until last month, after Mr.
Icahn’s final appeal was denied. Mr. Ackman received nearly $9 million from Mr.
Icahn, almost double the original amount, thanks to the accrued interest.
On the day of the transfer, Mr. Icahn called
the younger man and left a message. Mr. Ackman returned the call. He never
heard back.
At least until Nov. 17, when, after an inquiry
from The New York Times, Mr. Icahn finally called — and let Mr. Ackman have it
once again.
“He started to lecture me,” Mr. Icahn says of
Mr. Ackman. “And I said, ‘I’ve been in this business for 50 years, and I’ve
done O.K. without your advice.’ ”


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