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♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
HARPER STERN:
(THROUGH HEADPHONES)
While my baseline was fulfilling
the needs of the desk,
I also stood out on my own.
I've formulated over two dozen
bespoke macro trading strategies
across a number of instruments,
vanilla cash equities
to exotic derivatives,
leveraging at all points
our different silos on the floor
and cross-selling products
at every opportunity.
I can say confidently
that by sales credits,
I'm the standout grad
in front of you today.
And I want to prove that
this track record of producing
at the highest level
isn't a one-time thing.
I have carried
the culture of the firm,
led with integrity,
and thought like an owner.
It's in my blood.
I'm a Pierpoint person.
♪ (SYNTH MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
You ready to bite
the head off a bear?
RISHI RAMDANI:
Anyone want to start punting
on which grads are staying?
'cause I'm making markets.
A hundred quid minimum...
I really appreciate you
taking the time to meet with me.
Um, I know I can add value
and I know I'm ready
for clients, you know,
-properly covering them.
-Yeah.
I mean, there's no guarantees.
You'd still have to be hired
permanently by FX tomorrow,
you know, by Hilary.
-I mean, it's his headcount.
-Sure. Totally, yeah.
DARIA GREENOCK:
But I'm definitely receptive
to the idea of you moving over.
How has your experience
of FX been?
-(CHUCKLES) Um...
-I mean, they're kind of a law
unto themselves, right?
Have you felt supported?
YASMIN KARA-HANANI: I...
I-- I think so, yeah.
You know, as-- as much as one
can be. (CHUCKLES)
THEO TUCK: (THROUGH LOUDSPEAKER)
...you believe in.
Liquidity is thin.
Trade fears with China,
slower Chinese growth,
big warnings in tech,
and the usual Brexit sludge.
Another three percent downside
from last night
to move before S&P
circuit breakers kick in.
RISHI: Look, I said I don't know
any of their names.
Be descriptive.
(INDISTINCT OFFICE CHATTER)
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(YASMIN AND DARIA SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY, LAUGHING)
Hey, c--
can we help you?
Yeah, can I just get two minutes
with you, if possible.?
Uh, sure.
Yeah, when I'm done.
HARPER: No, I just...
Um, it-- it won't take
any time at all.
Harper, when we're done.
Okay, fine.
Fuck.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-MAILROOM MAN: Mr. Spearing?
-Cheers.
WOMAN: Sixteen pages,
24 minutes to say, "Do nothing."
I cannot believe
that she was away...
It's consensual.
He's constantly hedged.
If he's saying, "Sell market,"
then say so...
(CHATTER CONTINUES)
WOMAN: And the numbers!
Ugh, burning
the fucking numbers...
-Oy, Rish.
-Yup?
How do we know
if we're safe tomorrow?
Watch your lines.
Red means dead.
If they call you
before 6:00 p.m.,
you're not coming back
on Monday.
And remember,
when you're in the room
ignore the camera.
Speak directly
to the desk heads.
And don't act the cunt.
It's simple, really.
Gus, I thought it might be
a good idea for us to catch up
before your presentation
tomorrow?
Perhaps we could
grab lunch later?
We could do it
in the Executive Dining Room.
Sara, I heard whispers
Adler's over from New York.
-Is it bad news?
-Oh, um...
news to me.
RISHI: The last time
Adler came over,
half the desk got laid off.
Exec dining room, huh?
Only top brass up there.
(CHUCKLES)
-(PHONES RINGING)
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
KENNY KILBANE: Look,
your product promised
a world-class
shaving experience.
And I-- I have razor bumps
all over my pubis.
There's nothing
in your literature
about using it down there!
Have you, uh... had a chance
to think about
what we discussed?
KENNY: Look, what do you think
people use
your fucking products for?
Look, I wanna talk
to your fucking manager.
Are we elevating it?
I'm still thinking.
Do you want me to bring it up
in the room?
You obviously don't want me
to say anything.
You always have a choice.
But are you a team player,
Yasmin?
Because I like to hire
team players.
KENNY: Do you know how much
of a humiliation this is?
I have fucking three
Tinder dates lined up this week.
Unsubscribe me now,
and I expect to not see
a pro rata direct debit
on my next statement.
♪ (SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(QUIET INDISTINCT CHATTER)
SARA DHADWAL: So, we've had
very good reports about you.
From who?
I wasn't given a mentor.
Every time I was proactive,
I was shut down.
The desk politics meant that
I was effectively invisible.
And I understand, given where
I sat at the start of the year,
who I sat next to,
I'm a problem for you.
No, th-- this isn't about Hari.
GUS SACKEY:
Well, to be honest,
it's the only thing you ever
want to talk to me about.
A guy died.
The bank was responsible.
Your job was to elide
that responsibility.
I can testify to the culture
of this place,
the culture that you do
your best to hide.
I don't come up here enough.
Look at how high up
the two of us are.
♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
Okay. What if I said
I didn't see your talent?
What if I saw you
as a walking PR disaster?
Shall I be more cynical
or, um, "honest," as you say,
because cynicism's
just honesty in code,
and say that you are
a hyper intelligent minority
at Pierpoint.
Looking at the institutions
you've been at
for most of your life,
you probably take that kind
of social mobility for granted.
You shouldn't.
I'm not gonna hide that
the optics are good for me,
but if you stay,
there is no limit to where
I can take you at this bank.
I don't actually like truffle.
-GUS: You don't?
-SARA: Not really.
BALD TRADER:
Uh, what are you up to tonight?
Heading back.
Getting a pint's been mentioned,
but I've got an early meeting.
BALD TRADER: How about tomorrow?
RISHI: All right, one pint.
Okay, maybe two pints.
And a bag of chop.
Twisted my arm.
YASMIN:
You ready to go?
Got a lot of work to do.
I'll see you at home.
RISHI: Fuck off. We both know
I'm the only one
that's allowed to light it.
Thank you for today.
Yeah. It's exciting.
(ENGINE REVS)
Oh, I hate myself
for saying it, but...
it's quite hot.
After tomorrow,
you might never see me again.
What would you do?
I'd die.
No, but like, really...
what would you do?
Depends who sits in your seat.
You've been fun, Robert.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Why was Yasmin thanking you?
DARIA: We'll have a chance
to chat tomorrow
when the dust has settled.
As someone
who knows the process,
can you at least tell me
how much weight my speech has
versus the MDs' opinion of me?
It's a consideration
of all those things,
plus your performance
throughout the year.
Tomorrow,
can you vouch for me?
As a friend?
(DARIA SIGHS)
I must be one of the only ones
in my class
that printed business this year.
Everyone else is just
glorified desk assistants.
Then talk about that business.
(ELEVATOR CHIMES)
You know that I deserve
to be here.
DARIA: Harper...
-(CHATTER CONTINUES)
-AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
Please just try
and get some sleep tonight.
But I wouldn't be your friend
and your boss,
if I didn't tell you
that I'm not convinced
this environment mixes well
with whatever it is
you're... going through.
-(ELEVATOR CHIMES)
-AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening.
(MAN SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
(MAN CONTINUES
SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
HARPER: So what? Are you--
Are you saying
that I'm not cut out for this?
Is that your professional
opinion?
(SIGHS) No, um...
it just might not be
a cultural fit, okay?
Well as my friend and my boss,
you put me in front of a client
who sexually assaulted me,
so how do you feel about that?
-Excuse me?
-Nicole took advantage of me.
(MAN CONTINUES
SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
That is a very serious
allegation, Harper.
Yes, I'm making it seriously.
No, you're not.
You're not thinking straight.
'Cause if it was serious,
you wouldn't tell me like this.
(CONTINUES SPEAKING IN JAPANESE)
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
CLEMENT COWAN:
Here you go.
ROBERT SPEARING: Cheers.
I can't accept this.
Nonsense.
Gorgeous Georgie
just finished it this week.
-It's not appropriate.
-It's finished,
and it's paid for.
So...
have you ever thought
about getting help?
Yeah,
I've been at those meetings.
There's this one guy I remember.
Smart lad.
Kept telling me to
"replace the alibis
of exceptionality
that masqueraded
as self-knowledge."
With what?
The polyester clichés
of recovery?
Fuck that.
You're a fraud.
Laughter and lunches
and tickets and fun.
That's the whole enterprise.
Because if there's no joy
in it for you,
you might as well be dead.
I didn't--
don't want to be small
in my life, Rob.
I was large.
Yeah, you should've seen me.
-Do you not wanna stop?
-No.
You've really fucking left me
in the lurch, you know that?
I don't know what I'm gonna do
if they fire me.
I mean...
what have I got to go to, eh?
I knew Kaspar intimately.
He didn't know the first thing
about me.
But he needed me.
Twenty-year relationship.
I was who he wanted me to be.
Just tell them what they need
to hear to survive the day.
Make yourself big
in your life, Rob.
They'll fall in love with you.
Thank you.
I need to go.
Good luck.
♪ (QUIET MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (SYNTH MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(ENGINE REVVING LOUDLY)
(YASMIN MUMBLING)
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
HARPER: (THROUGH HEADPHONES)
While my baseline was fulfilling
the needs of the desk,
I also stood out on my own.
I've formulated over two dozen
bespoke macro trading strategies
across a number
of instruments,
vanilla cash equities
to exotic derivatives,
leveraging at all points
our different silos
on the floor
and cross-selling products
at every opportunity.
I can say confidently
that by sales credits,
I'm the standout grad
in front of you today.
Right.
We've got a little kitty going.
RIF Day Bingo.
Most common bullshit
said by grads.
"Team player," "touch base,"
"add value," et cetera.
Shite, basically.
And any graduate
that's brave enough to say
a sentence the traders
come up with, gets a Gib.
-That's a grand.
-What's the sentence?
Haven't come up with that yet,
but we'll email it
around subtly.
Kinda subtly.
Not subtly at all, actually.
Shit.
KENNY: Uh, good to see you, sir.
How you doing? Yeah.
Great to see you again, man.
-How's Trust Fund Terry doing?
-MAN: Staying strong.
BILL ADLER:
Hey, there. Hey, there.
I don't wanna sound
Johnny Paranoid,
but that Adler gives me
the fear.
I heard he was having dinner
with Boris last night, 5H.
-(TELEPHONE RINGING)
-RISHI: Rishi, Pierpoint.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm just--
Restructuring, I reckon.
Nah, he wouldn't come over
for anything less.
Yeah, I've got major
post-pint anxiety.
Do you want one?
For today.
It's like, um, beta blockers.
They stop adrenaline and stuff.
I'm fine.
How about a fag?
(LIGHTER CLICKING)
(CHUCKLES)
What are you gonna do
without me, then?
HARPER: I could throw myself
in the Thames.
(ROBERT CHUCKLES)
HARPER:
You know, I think I'd miss you.
I'm not very good
at letting people in, you know?
ROBERT: Yeah, I've noticed.
HARPER: I don't think
I'm Daria's kind of person.
ROBERT:
What are you basing that on?
Let's have a drink tonight.
After work.
You know, like a proper drink.
You're seriously
doing this right now?
Yeah. Why not?
Come to mine,
we can just hang out.
(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
Fuck.
I'm on.
Fuck. Okay. Um...
Oy, remember...
-you're better than me.
-(SCOFFS)
(KISSES)
What the fuck?
(CAMERA BEEPS)
RISHI: Can some fucking anorak
crank the volume, please?
Uh, Vireo Partners and their
new senior PM, Usman Abboud,
aim to achieve
long-term capital growth
through active management
by bottom-up stock picking.
What's the most important thing
you've learned
about client relationships?
I guess that, um...
there's still romance left
in this business...
-RISHI: Anyone have "romance"?
-ROBERT: ...if you know where
to look for it, you know?
Um...
No, not sure we do.
ROBERT:
What I mean is that, uh...
is that one big night
with a client
is worth a thousand
research reports.
Well, that sounds like
a euphemism.
Don't mind me.
It's, uh...
It's always an experience
covering clients
on the continent.
Well, it's, uh,
more a question of experiences.
RISHI: He's seconds away
from "touch base."
Do you feel you have anything
to offer clients
apart from Pierpoint's
expense account?
What is your value add, Robert?
What do you actually do?
Whether we like it or not...
this is still very much
a belly-to-belly business.
This whole job, in theory,
could be completely automated.
Completely electronic.
But I still think that
if you want to make money
off a client-- for a client,
then it's about listening
to a voice.
Totally agree.
So you've secured Vireo
as a client?
And can I press you on a "yes"
or "no" answer, please?
-No.
-They've secured me.
-(ADLER LAUGHS)
Oh, shit. Um...
ROBERT: (THROUGH TV)
Uh, sorry, um...
Sorry, I-- I get these
whenever I'm really nervous.
Guilty. (LAUGHS)
-ADLER: Hey.
-ROBERT: Oh, thank you.
Thanks.
(SNIFFS)
-You can go.
-ROBERT: Right. Sure.
Sorry.
JACKIE WALSH: Never known Adler
to fly in for graduate hiring.
Hey, Yasmin,
that's the global head of FICC.
-Fixed Income, Currencies--
-I know who he is.
No pressure.
Do you believe that shite
that clean eating
makes your street-rat
taste nicer?
-Jesus Christ.
-JACKIE: 'Cause I'm off
for some sushi.
You guys want anything?
-(KENNY CHUCKLES)
-(YASMIN CLEARS THROAT)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Um, a few of the grads
have gotten their line managers
to speak to their MDs,
sort of vouch for them.
(PHONES RINGING)
Um, did you speak to Wyndy
about me?
What, on your behalf?
(SIGHS)
Are you not tired
of tiptoeing around each other?
I'm just--
I'm second guessing everything
that comes out of my mouth,
you know?
And if I'm honest,
I'm sick of going home
and thinking more about
my relationship with you.
It's just not a cultural fit.
Well, maybe I'll talk
about my perspective
on the cultural fit.
You're gonna stand up
in front of the entire bank
and say what?
That I did...
what, exactly?
Go on.
Find your words.
Yeah, well,
maybe I'll talk to HR.
KENNY: Right, and
how does that play out?
You drag me through
a few things,
you get paid,
I get a slap on the wrist,
you have a mark
next to your name
and have people talk about you
for the rest of your career?
"There's that girl.
Do you know what she did?"
(CHATTER CONTINUES)
(LAUGHS)
Oh, come on! You know
I'm only fucking about!
You know that
that's our relationship.
So what if it's a bit combative?
That's our style.
We're a team.
I really appreciate
everything you've done for me.
(PHONE RINGING)
Oh, they're calling you already.
Early bird special.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Pierpoint, Yasmin speaking.
RECEPTIONIST: We have someone
downstairs for you.
SEB OLDROYD: We've spent
so little time together
recently because of your job.
And I-- I needed a wake-up call.
I-- I feel so fucking lucky
to be with you.
Okay, well I don't anymore.
Look, I'm-- I'm sorry
I don't want it to be rough
when we have sex.
Fucking hell.
SEB: Like, why does that make me
a bad person?
(WHISPERING)
Because-- oh God.
You never made me feel
like a sexual person.
Seb, I'm a sexual person.
You nearly killed that in me.
Oh my God. You need to leave.
I'm actually pretty busy today.
You know, liking that
kind of thing...
it's not very feminist.
I don't give a fuck
what's feminist, Seb.
Please leave.
You know, my friends have always
wondered why I was with you.
A spoiled little rich girl.
I guess now you're home.
Be kind to yourself, Seb.
(SNIFFLES)
My mum, uh, used to
get really worried
about how many of these
I got as a kid.
What, were you a cokehead
back then, too?
I need you to know that...
none of that worked on me.
I see you.
I know what you are.
I don't wanna be a babysitter.
I don't want to be a carer.
I don't want to be a mother,
especially to you.
You don't have a future
on my desk
because you've never displayed
that you have any value.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening.
To me...
you're worthless.
♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
YASMIN: Given the chance
to further my career
at Pierpoint,
um, I am certain I will find
new and vary way-- varied ways
to, um, add value
to its outstanding culture.
-Bingo.
-Oh, fuck.
And how would you define
our culture?
Um...
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
It's a culture of every man...
every man and woman,
um, lifting each other up.
And have you felt
supported throughout?
Ye-- Absolutely, um...
Yeah, I really feel
part of a team.
SARA: Thank you, Yasmin.
YASMIN: Thank you.
(SPOON CLATTERING)
THEO: Alice moved out.
Was it mutual?
I mean, she always kind of knew.
I'm sure we could have kept
the whole thing going,
but out in the open, it just--
it made the whole thing
untenable.
For both of us.
Look. I'm...
I'm really... sorry.
Can we somehow make this right?
Come to Polton this weekend.
It's my parents' place.
We can, you know,
we can do whatever.
We can... chill.
-Are you sure?
-THEO: Yes.
Yes, of course, I'm sure.
Oh, shit. My parents are there
this weekend.
Um, I thought they were
back in Hong Kong.
Okay, a major calendar fuck-up.
Um... (CHUCKLES)
Look, any other weekend, okay?
I promise.
Sure. A weekend soon.
Send me a calendar invite.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(WATER RUNNING)
Where did you stay last night?
At home. I got up early.
YASMIN: Did you watch my speech?
Were you with Robert?
What? I was at home.
I've just been getting up early.
-What is your game?
-What game?
Like...
your game. What are you doing
talking to Daria?
I'm not playing
a fucking game, Harper.
I was talking to Daria
about switching desks. (SCOFFS)
You know I've had
a shitty time here.
I thought you might be receptive
to the idea
of us working together,
you know, as friends.
(SCOFFS) Harper,
are you seriously okay?
Any success I might have
doesn't have to come
at a cost to you.
♪ (QUIET MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
We'll all be fine.
Just tell them
what they want to hear.
You know, you're, like,
the best thing
to come out
of this experience for me.
Thanks.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(SCOFFS)
Let me just say,
first and foremost,
without equivocation,
after everything we've all
been through together...
allow me this indulgence.
(CLEARS THROAT)
"Buy the dip. Short the VIX.
Fuck Bitcoin."
-Yes! Yes!
-(LAUGHING)
(BOTH LAUGH)
Buy the dip. Short the VIX.
Fuck Bitcoin!
(LAUGHTER)
GUS: Thank you
for the opportunity.
(DOOR OPENS)
MAN 1: "Fuck Bitcoin"
is actually the house view.
-MAN 2: Well,
that was a waste of time.
-GUS: Good luck.
SARA: Sorry, everyone.
We'll get to the bottom of that.
ADLER:
Interesting grad class, Sara.
DARIA: Harper Stern?
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
I have formulate--
I have formulated
22 different b-- bespoke...
ADLER: Why don't you tell us
about the relationship
you're most proud of?
Whatever's the most revealing.
Take your time.
DARIA: Harper, are you okay?
Har--
♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪
(GASPS)
(SOBBING)
(AUDIO DISTORTING)
GUS: Hey. Are you okay?
(GASPING) I can't breathe.
Hey, hey. Breathe with me.
In through your nose,
out through your mouth.
-(INHALES DEEPLY, EXHALES)
-(HARPER SOBS)
Well, that was,
uh, totally unacceptable.
I'm sure this doesn't
even warrant a discussion.
There are considerations
about what he's been through.
ADLER:
That's yesterday's news cycle.
SARA:
With all due respect,
you are speaking
quite flippantly
for someone
who hasn't been on the ground.
ADLER: And with all due respect,
Sara, nobody in New York
is talking about that.
He sat next to someone
who died on our watch.
And he's one of our brightest.
Look, I know this sounds cold,
but in the interest of time,
we've moved on.
Rightly or wrongly,
that's the reality.
So let's
take care of it, please.
Sorry, team.
My five o'clock is here.
Well, that doesn't sound
ominous at all.
(DOOR CLOSES)
DARIA: I don't think
this is the kind of person
we should be championing.
I mean, we've let people
sleepwalk into these jobs
too often and too easily.
SARA: Yeah.
Nothing between his ears.
HILARY WYNDHAM: Adler likes him.
NICHOLAS CRENDSHORE:
I don't want to come across
as patronizing,
you know I never mean to,
but there are certain people,
clients, who would instantly
get on with that kind of guy.
Okay, but I-- I'd be happy
to excuse that kind of attitude
if he was smart...
-but the truth is--
-What is remarkable about him?
Adler liked him.
She seems like a bit of a
shrinking violet in the room.
But what do we think
about her intelligence?
Well, she wasn't great
on the technicals.
Hilary?
I think she's very smart.
She was instrumental
in introducing us to a new fund.
It fell apart.
-KENNY: Yes! Tommy...
-HILARY: Nothing to do with her.
It was their needs.
She's, um...
she's a team player.
DARIA: I'll take this.
I've worried at certain points
about her ability
to handle the pressure.
But if we were to define
a Pierpoint person
as a producer, hardworking,
someone who truly puts the job
ahead of herself...
then she's the easiest hire
we'll ever make.
NICHOLAS: Was that kind
of erratic performance
typical of her?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: So, I would say
the embedding of bold products
going forward and, uh,
you know, we need to do that...
-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
-(PHONES RINGING)
It's a very common strategy.
(CHATTER CONTINUES)
(PHONE RINGING)
(APPLAUSE)
RISHI: Yes, Gus, lad.
You leave a size load, mate.
Huge hardo energy!
Treat yourself to a Pier-pint!
(RISHI LAUGHING)
♪ (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Well done, mate.
(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Thank you.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(PHONE RINGING)
ADLER: It sounds like you've had
an extraordinary year.
Good stuff always filters up.
Your desk's a breeding ground
for world-class people.
Oh, I'm, uh--
I'm sorry this is so low-fi.
So, these, uh, five accounts
are Eric's.
They represent 28 million
dollars in sales credits.
That's, uh, what,
60 percent of the desk's pie?
They only trade with Eric.
Eric could walk into Goldman's.
They become Goldman's.
I need them to be Pierpoint's.
Now, uh, given the NDA,
it would be very easy to make
what happened,
or didn't happen, go away.
We're in a good position.
Eric assures me that there
were some, uh... exaggerations,
a misunderstanding
between the two of you.
Some things were said that were,
shall we say...
ERIC TAO: Not true.
ADLER: We're giving you a chance
to retract your accusation.
So if we can clarify,
or-- or better yet, smooth over
the inconsistencies,
I'm sure we can find a way
to make this beneficial
to your future.
I'm, um...
I'm quite influential here.
(CHUCKLES)
How are Fenmarsh on here?
I-- I apologized to Felim
for what I said
in front of his wife.
Look, uh, ultimately,
this is, uh, an isolated issue
between two people.
We work things out,
peer to peer,
the institution doesn't suffer.
(LAUGHS)
Work it out. You're both
salespeople, for God's sake.
It's not often in life
that when you lose something,
you get a chance
to bring it back.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Hi, Bill. I'm going
to have to borrow Harper.
Well, we're in the middle
of something.
Gonna have to insist.
ADLER: Sara,
this is a private meeting.
SARA: If I know anything,
it's that I have worked
so that men can no longer
make unilateral decisions
in airless rooms.
-MAN: (SHOUTING) Oy-oy!
-(GROUP CHATTER)
MAN: You weren't there!
You weren't even there!
You know, Lehman
was a dry goods store once.
-Really?
-Yeah.
Management still used to call it
"the family business,"
which was bullshit.
On my desk, we used to call
Dick Fuld, the CEO,
"the invisible man."
He was never on the floor.
An invisible man
pushing people
to sell invisible things.
You know, over a thousand banks
have failed
in the last ten years.
About a dozen were created.
We have answered
"too big to fail"
by making bigger banks. (SCOFFS)
-Nothing's changed?
-Nothing. But it can.
Some people are trying
to change it.
Daria's one of them.
But the only agency we have
in a stagnant system
is the single choices
that we make,
and the cumulative effect
of making the correct ones
more often than not.
I'm not just offering you
the job.
Forget my targets.
This is more important
than that.
I am giving you an opportunity
to change the culture.
I will believe
anything you tell me now.
Okay? It's up to you.
But remember, the choice...
is between the invisible man
and the visible woman.
Between people like Eric,
or people like Daria.
Can I ask you something?
Yeah.
What do you really know
about me?
Like, really... know about me?
Other than when you look at me,
you clearly see a victim.
♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪
(ELEVATOR CHIMES)
After you, of course.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
(ELEVATOR WHIRRING)
Put your phone away.
Thanks for bringing me home.
Did Felim really forgive you?
ERIC: Mm-hmm.
Why?
Because I was very contrite.
What did you actually say?
To his wife, or in front
of his wife. Whatever.
(LAUGHING) I have...
I have no fucking idea.
(LAUGHS)
I-- I have no fucking idea.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MAN: I'm sorry, everyone wants
you on the tape right now.
Hey. Wh-- what happened?
Harper, are you okay?
You know that we gave you
a job in the room.
Look...
I'm so sorry.
Okay? About before,
about not taking
what you said seriously.
(QUIETLY) About Nicole.
Sometimes this place
makes you forget yourself.
(CHUCKLES) You know?
But we're gonna do
something about it.
Together.
(PHONE RINGING)
I'm really sorry.
(PHONE RINGING)
Daria speaking.
Uh, okay. Why?
Yeah. Sure.
(PHONE THUDS IN CRADLE)
DARIA: (SIGHS)
Okay, I'll be right back.
And then we are getting a drink,
or six, to celebrate.
We made it.
What's going on?
I sat down with Adler.
-Why?
-And Eric.
Eric? Sorry. What's going on?
Daria's gone
and Eric's coming back.
What did you do?
I told them that Daria
had her own agenda
and pressured me into saying
something that wasn't true.
But it was true.
No, don't turn away from me.
You're unbelievable.
So it's not about your survival,
it's just about you.
It's always just been about you.
Like really,
you are fucking unbelievable.
I did what anybody
would have done.
YASMIN: No, no. (CHUCKLES)
-I wouldn't have.
-Yeah, well, Yasmin,
you would never be
in that position, would you?
Don't turn away from me.
You have no idea
what it's like for me.
You think that I'm selfish,
but you have no idea
what it's like to try to live
-for two fucking people.
-Oh, wow.
Okay, I didn't think
you'd actually go there.
Don't judge me when you hold
your fucking tongue
-whenever it suits you.
-What does that mean?
It means that you're weak!
And a fucking hypocrite.
Doesn't look like we'll be
working together, does it?
You know, you play broken
really well.
But, to be honest, you're just
a bit of a cunt, aren't you?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
It's all good, man. All good.
All right, bye.
Bye.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
KENNY: Congratulations.
-Fuck off, Kenny.
-(JACKIE LAUGHS)
-(CHUCKLES)
-(KENNY SCOFFS)
♪ (QUIET MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ ("JOHNNY AND MARY"
BY TODD TERJE PLAYING) ♪
♪ Johnny's always
Running around ♪
♪ Trying to find certainty ♪
♪ He needs all the world
To confirm ♪
♪ That he ain't lonely... ♪
(PHONE RINGING)
ROBERT: (ON PHONE)
Hi, this is Robert's phone,
leave a message.
(ENGINE REVVING)
♪ Knows he tires easily ♪
♪ Johnny thinks the world
Would be right ♪
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
♪ If it could buy
Truth from him ♪
♪ Mary says
He changes his mind... ♪
He's still out.
-Okay, cool.
-Oh, you left this here.
♪ Even when the chance
Was slim ♪
♪ Running around ♪
♪ Running around ♪
♪ Running around ♪
♪ Running around ♪
♪ Running around ♪
♪ Running around ♪
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
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