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Aku tidak akan membiarkan kalian Neanderthals datang untuk menghancurkan perusahaanku.

Dasar anak ayah.

Bagaimana kita bisa menyelamatkan ini? Apa kita perlu mempermanis tawarannya?

- Kamu ingin menghubungi ayahmu? - Kamu ingin menghubungi ayahmu?

Semuanya, ini sepupu kita Craig.

- Ini Greg. - Aku akan... Aku akan menjawab keduanya.

Aku berubah pikiran.

Aku akan tetap sebagai pimpinan perusahaan.

Kamu mempermainkanku.

Atas kepercayaan keluarga,

Aku akan menambahkan Marcy untuk diriku sendiri dan kalian berempat.

Aku harus bicara dengan pengacaraku.

Apa yang kamu pikirkan, nak? Dia sangat pintar.

- Keluarga yang utama. - Um, tentu.

Tapi aku ingin menjalankan pertunjukkan itu.

Dan sampai itu terbuka, chief operating officer.

Kita tetap pada rencana, aku ambil alih.

- Dan kalian berdua, dibawah... - Dibawah kamu?

Bisa kita memikirkannya?

- Yah, tentu saja. - Aku sudah memikirkannya. Sial kamu!

Maaf penawaran yang lain telah gagal.

Tapi kita telah menggemukkan angsa yang bagus...

Aku akan memakan kalian semua. Satu per satu.

Apa katamu, nak?

Posisi kita, ini tidak sepenuhnya berhasil.

- Yah?

- Yah? Yah?!

Kendall. Ayah ada di rumah sakit.

Rava. Hei.

Uh, ayahku...

Ayahku ada di rumah sakit.

Yah, dia, aku tidak tahu,

Aku tidak tahu apa.

Tapi, uh...

yah, aku tidak tahu apakah dia akan baik-baik saja.

Itu... Yah.

Jadi... Aku tidak tahu. Aku disini bersama Jess.

Kami sedang mencoba menuju kesana...

- Apa yang...?

Bisa kah kita mengambil jalan lain di kemacetan ini, bung?

Hanya... Hanya... Temukan saja. Kumohon!

Dimana ruang ICU?

tekanan darah...

tes...

Bagaimana kondisinya? Bisakah seseorang...

Permisi.

Mereka sedang mengatasinya.

Apa bagian dari rumah sakit ini?

Maksudku, apa ini bagian yang terbaik?

Permisi? Dokter,

apa ini bagian terbaik dari rumah sakit?

Maaf. Kamu tahu, kami hanya... Kami perlu tahu.

Ruang ICU adalah ruang ICU. Ini adalah tempat terbaik untuknya.

Apa disini tempat kamu akan membawa ayahmu?

Maaf. Bisakah kami diberi ruang? Kumohon?

Hei, begini idenya. Kenapa tidak kamu khawatirkan soal obatnya,

daripada soal feng shui itu?

Biarkan mereka melakukan tugasnya.

Terima kasih.

- Lakukan untuk ayah. - Terima kasih.

Maaf.

Apa mereka tahu siapa kita?

- Aku tidak tahu. - Apa mereka memaksa kita?

- Apa mereka tahu siapa ayah? - Aku tidak tahu.

- Apa perlu kita hubungi ibu? - Apa?

Tidak. Itu seperti banyak orang untuk dihubungi.

Dia mungkin berhasil tentang dirinya sendiri.

Ayolah. Ibumu seorang maniak, bukan sekedar monster.

Teman-teman, kalian harus menunggu disana, silahkan.

Hai. Maafkan aku.

Kami mendapat banyak kabar disini. Tidak tahu apa yang sedang terjadi.

Kami akan segera beritahukan

segera setelah pemeriksaannya selesai.

Oke, tidak cukup bagus.

Kami perlu tahu apa yang terjadi. Sekarang.

The socio-economic health of multiple continents

is dependent on his well-being.

The socio-economic health of multiple continents?

Kendall. Semuanya.

Ada tempat yang sudah disiapkan untuk kita.

Mereka akan mengabari kita.

Jadi, dengar, jelaskan padaku apa yang sebenarnya terjadi.

Uh, sebenarnya aku tidak tahu.

Aneh. Um, terjadi dengan cepat,

- kami sedang duduk... - sedang berbicara.

Kami sedang berbicara, Shiv mulai

- suka memukul adalah kebiasaan ayah. - aku tidak memukulnya dengan keras.

Pendarahan otak tidak disebabkan karena obrolan, bajingan.

Jadi itu pasti pendarahan otak? Itu yang mereka bilang?

Seseorang mengatakannya, benar?

- Ada yang mengatakan begitu? - Atau stroke? Aku...

- Ambulansnya... - Stroke termasuk pendarahan.

- Begitu? - Iya.

Apa ada yang bilang "pendarahan," atau hanya kita yang bilang begitu?

It could be an aneurism.

Why aren't we chasing this?

I'll chase.

CONNOR: Hey, uh, is there any...

Did Dad ever talk to any of you guys about cryogenics?

You're insane. Look, I don't want

to be given the runaround

by Doctor-fucking-SUNY Purchase Medical School here.

We need to know who the top players are, OK?

Who's the top dog in this hospital?

Have you talked to Dad's neurologist?

Kendall, stop acting like the king of the hospital.

We're all trying to do our best, so just fuck off.

I'm on it. OK?

According to this, it sounds like a stroke,

but it could be an acute subdural hematoma.

Great. Get in there and operate, Doctor Google.

CONNOR: He once talked to me about cryogenics.

What? Wouldn't that just be typical?

All the other billionaires are strolling around in new bodies,

but not Dad, because we were too embarrassed to actually discuss it.

He didn't talk to you about cryogenics.

You talked to him about cryogenics

because you're obsessed with cryogenics.

- I'm not really, Kendall. - And what he didn't tell you,

and what I'm telling you now,

is that you are an idiot.

Sticks and stones, Kenny.

Yeah, I know.

And on his birthday, too? It's so shitty.

MARIANNE: So what's happening now?

Are you staying at the hospital?

I guess.

I mean, I think I've got a job,

but I don't know.

Logan said I did,

but Marcia was the only one to hear it,

so... and then he tragically,

you know, like, whatever.

Well, what sort of job? Is it a good job?

I don't know. Like,

could be anything.

And I have, like, 20 bucks left.

The world is so fucked up.

I am not sending you any more money, Greg.

Step up.

I'm not asking you to send me...

Look,

just make sure about the job.

- All right? - Yeah, I know.

Hey, do you have cash?

Oh.

Yeah. Uh...

no, just my last twenty.

That's fine. Thanks.

Um...

I just got mugged by Shiv.

MAN ON VIDEO: Born in humble circumstances in Dundee, Scotland,

shortly before the outbreak of the Second World War,

Logan Roy grew up in poverty,

but died one of the richest

and most powerful men in America.

His widowed mother took the decision...

KENDALL: It's an ATN obituary.

They want us to OK it in case they have to run it.

Is it nice?

I mean, it's made by his own news division.

Doesn't say he was a prick.

(CONNOR TALKING ON PHONE)

You want to watch it?

No.

I would really love to see you.

Yes, it's appropriate. It could hardly be more appropriate.

OK?

Yeah, OK. OK, good.

- Hey, Jess? - Mm-hmm?

There's nothing in here about our mom.

Or Connor's. They need to be included.

Yeah.

PJ says Aziz Kahn at Mayo Clinic is the best there is.

Sarah says Ann Wieman at NYU.

Ann Wieman? Is that... That's not who I have.

Well, it's the name I have.

Can you tell Sarah to give her a call?

- Sure. - Hey, Rome.

- Do you have regular? - SHIV: No, I've got...

Now I'm strapped. Was there any change at all?

- CONNOR: Hey, you guys. - What?

Could I have the change?

What is this? People are sending shit already?

It's from Lawrence Yee at Vaulter.

Call him and tell him that is not fucking appreciated.

Mm-hmm.

- Kendall, I'm so sorry. - Thank you, Gerri.

Can you give me five?

We need to talk.

Over here, OK?

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

Obviously the nominating committee, the board,

has a plan in the event of Logan's incapacitation.

Sorry, do I need to hear this right now?

You do.

In the event that we, uh,

continue on our trajectory

of his current consciousness,

we're gonna need to announce a plan

by around 6:30, before the markets open,

in order to avoid a lot of funky chowder.

Did you say funky chowder?

We've set up down here.

KENDALL: What have you set up?

GERRI: You're gonna want a place to just be,

and chill, you know?

We talked to some of the trustees of the hospital,

so everybody knows who's who.

Yeah. It's not a war room yet, but, um...

But if we need one, it's available.

(CHATTER)

KENDALL: Jesus.

Uh, so there's a bathroom through there...

- Hi, Karolina... - Hi.

Thank you, guys.

So I have Dewi and Asha

from the nominating committee on the line.

Kendall's here, and you're on speaker, guys.

DEWI: So sorry to hear about the news.

ASHA: Likewise.

As you know, our standing plan in the event of Logan's...

absence, is to separate his CEO and Chairman roles.

DEWI: You'll become acting CEO,

Frank stays on as COO.

We'll need to act fast. Stabilize the stock price.

Dewi? Dewi?

I'm sorry...

my dad is my focus right now, OK?

Of course, it's just that there's a problem

in terms of the optics

if what happened earlier today between you two gets out.

I'm sorry, I don't know what you're talking about.

Sure. Well...

DEWI: And then there's the problem with Frank.

- As in? - EVA: Logan fired him

and promoted Roman.

Roman?

Jesus.

Look, I'm sorry, I...

I can't get into this right now, guys.

KARL: No, of course.

You are in no fit state.

But here's my take, OK?

My dad got sick today, right?

I don't know, I mean, nobody knows

when he started acting out of character,

but, like, he didn't seem great from the morning on,

and there's no paper on any of the moves made today.

- Right, Gerri? - Uh...

nothing meaningful.

Yeah, it was words. Words are just, what?

Nothing.

Complicated air flow.

So, I mean, if I was saying what actually happened today,

it would be nothing.

GERRI: Well, that certainly

makes things simpler from our point of view.

Do you think you can get the family behind it?

Yes.

And Frank?

Sure.

Dude, can't we just talk here?

You know Connor's invited Willa down?

Ugh. What?! Here?!

What's the deal with their deal?

Unlike me, he has no sense of boundaries.

What the fuck?

It's stale, but it's empty, I think.

- Hello? - You wanna do a play?

No, I, um, just wanted to...

I've been thinking that maybe this might be

really tough on Marcia.

Yeah, you're thinkin' that?

What, will she put all her inheritance into gold or oil?

No, I just... No, I...

Look, I know that, like, the trust only comes into play

if certain things happen...

Ahem. Yeah, he's dead, or brain dead.

Yeah, but I was thinkin', like...

wouldn't it be nice for Dad to wake up

and for all of us to have signed,

like he wanted?

You know, like a nice gesture?

And if he doesn't wake up,

we've basically signed over to Marcia

the power to choose the new Dad.

So... OK. So, for the record,

you are declining to sign on the change of trust?

- For the record? - Yeah.

What the fuck is this, McCarthyism?

I'm not declining, I'm just not...

I'm not "clining." What the f...

OK. No. OK, just, you know,

that just seems very shitty under the circumstances.

What circumstances?

Well, you did make her husband's brain explode.

- Fuck you, man! - Ow!

- Ohh! - Wait...

- Stop it! - You shit!

What, are you fuckin' insane?

(BOTH SHOUTING, INDISTINCT)

- (SHIV SHRIEKING) - ROMAN: No! No!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

He...

He doesn't deserve this.

It's just so unfair.

He's a great... man.

He, like, let me come to his birthday lunch.

And he offered me a job.

Right?

He doesn't deserve this.

And... so, if there's anything that I can do,

let me know.

Actually, there is something.

- OK. - Can you go to the apartment

and get his bed things and slippers?

The ones with the dark checks.

You don't mind?

No, no. I'd be...

respectfully, uh, somberly willing.

MARCIA: Thank you.

- Now? - Please.

OK. All right.

Marcia, we get can get Colin or the driver to go and get his things.

(WHISPERS) I don't need this fly buzzing in my face.

Slippers, slippers, slippers, slippers, slippers.

(WHISPERS) Yeah, don't fuck it up.

Fuckin' long legs. Greg! Hey, I need a favor from you.

What's up?

Dad had some papers he wanted us to sign,

and they're in some envelopes,

just pick 'em up at the house, and bring 'em.

- Yeah. Where are the papers? - Yeah.

They're in the house somewhere.

In envelopes... They're just in the house!

- You got it? - OK. I was imagining...

Oh, you're fucking tall. This is hurting my goddamn neck.

I have to go. OK? Just find the papers,

and bring 'em back.

Papers, and... and... They're gonna be just...

I am so done with this conversation.

- Just handle it, OK? - All right. Yeah.

(OXYGEN HISSING)

DOCTOR: Better not fuck this one up. I don't want Logan Roy's newspapers

goin' through my trash cans.

(MACHINERY WHIRRING, CLANKING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CACKLING)

- Oh, my God! We've killed... - Logan.

- We're bastards! - (CACKLING)

- SHIV: Turn that off. - (CACKLING CONTINUES)

Roman, no. Turn it off.

- We've killed... - Logan.

- We're... - (VIDEO OFF)

What are they saying?

Just rumors, you know.

He was taken to the hospital,

some of Twitter says he's dead,

and also a good deal of, um,

of rejoicing at our father's potential demise.

Can we find out who these fuckers are

and, like... report them?

Or just, like, screen grab their shit.

- OK. - So we know? Yeah?

CONNOR: So, I don't know where Kendall is, but...

Hi. Really sorry, you guys.

Thanks, Willa.

Why don't we sit over here.

Oh, there's Ken.

It's gross.

ROMAN: Hey.

News is out.

OK, right. Well...

So, um, listen.

I don't even want to think about this,

but I just spoke to the nominating committee,

and, uh...

the thing is that the plan

is to announce that I take over from Dad.

- Well, no. - Excuse me?

- What do you mean? - I mean,

we're waiting for the results of the scan.

It's a pointless conversation.

OK, well, let's talk about it.

I can't talk about it. I'm upset.

Hey! I'm upset too.

Oh, not too upset to go and fucking plot

- with the suits. - Fuck you! OK?

I could hardly hear them for the blood rushing in my ears.

Isn't there a plan anyways? Like...

Yes, there's a plan.

That's what I'm fucking telling you.

The plan is that Frank and I will take over...

- Frank was fired. So.. - SHIV: Yeah.

(CLEARS THROAT)

OK. Well, I mean, let's d-discuss

and just see where we are, right?

I'm not doing this.

If Dad dies, I don't want to be talking about this shit when he dies.

He won't die.

(HORNS HONKING)

GREG: Yeah, this is great. Thank you.

GREG: Hey, man.

Sorry, I'm... I'm really sorry,

but I don't have any money for the cab.

I'm sorry, sir, do I know you?

Yeah, I-I was here a little earlier.

I got assaulted a little in there.

So can you pay for the cab, please?

She was supposed to call,

but maybe she didn't because there's an emergency,

uh, happening.

Sir, I'm sorry,

I don't know who you are.

Um...

Sss...

OK, so he's not gonna lend me the money.

So, I don't know, um...

You know, he... Pretty much, he owes you your money.

He owes me the...?

You better give me the money, dude.

(HORNS HONKING)

You guys need to work this out for yourselves,

because basically one of you guys hasn't got $14, OK?

(PHONE CHIMING)

DOORMAN: Yes, ma'am.

Hello, Mrs. Roy?

(MONITOR BEEPING)

Knock knock.

Oh.

Thank you.

(BLOWS AIR)

I'm so sorry.

It's so weird.

I actually like hospitals.

Lots of people don't. But they're safe.

The weird thing for me

is that I was, well,

I'd been intending to talk to Logan,

you know, and make a... make a proposal,

a very decent proposal, to Shiv.

Actually been meaning to ask for his blessing for a while,

but, uh... now it's very difficult.

You need to find the right time

for these conversations.

Right.

The weird thing I'm thinkin' now is,

do you think Logan would still like to be asked?

You know? I mean, I know he can't reply,

but would he appreciate the gesture

if he was told about it later?

Or even in the case...

in the case of the worst... case,

would it have been nice to have asked his body?

WOMAN ON VIDEO: Rumors continue to circulate about the health of...

Hey, hey. They're ready.

They have the results.

OK. Fuck.

You OK?

Yeah. Yeah. He'll be fine.

He's probably in there eating a fucking chicken bucket

and yelling at someone.

He's had a hemorrhagic stroke,

a bleed in the deep right hemisphere

that put pressure on the thalamus and the brain stem,

and that's what caused a loss of consciousness.

So, what, do you operate?

We don't do that with deep bleeds, especially in older patients.

- He's not an older patient. - Dude, he just turned 80.

But physically, he's, like, still in his 70s, and he's in great shape.

The evidence is that operating

in situations like these isn't worthwhile.

So, then, what do you do?

You can't do nothing.

We will carry out regular observations,

and hopefully we'll see some improvement soon.

That's not good enough. Right, Dr. Judith? That's...

It's an excellent department.

Well, thank you for your input,

but you'll understand if we check out our options.

My assistant's been in touch with Ann Wieman at NYU,

and we might move Dad there.

No. He stays here.

He gets better here.

Well, we can discuss. (HUMORLESS CHUCKLE)

We'll discuss and get back to you.

No. No discussion.

I am his next of kin. I am his proxy.

I am in charge. Thank you.

Good. Well...

we'll move Logan to a suite in Greenberg.

I'll show you the way.

I'm sure you have some questions.

Feel free to ask me on the way up.

(DISTANT SIREN BLARES)

- I'm sorry, Ken. - Thanks for coming over.

OK, so look.

We don't know what's going on.

He could be fine; he could not.

Either way, he's not gonna be back tomorrow,

so, long story short,

will you carry on as COO, step up on the board...

- Become acting chairman. - Yes.

- No. - What?

(CHUCKLES) He fired me, Ken.

He... I...

Look, I don't know if he even knew what he was saying...

if his brain was working.

His brain was working fine.

Well, whatever else, there's no proof, legally,

- that yesterday even happened. - That's not the problem.

- So what's the problem? - I don't want to be chairman.

I am just an attendant lord, here to swell a scene or two.

What the fuck does that mean?

Come on, don't do that.

We could do great things together.

Mm-hmm.

So what do you need, Frank?

(LAUGHING) A jazillion dollars in unmarked Bitcoin.

I don't have a price, Ken.

- Frank, I don't understand. - Ju... We'll talk.

There's a lot of mess to be cleaned up, Kendall,

but you can do it, son.

You can.

And there's nothing I can say to change your mind?

(SIGHS) I'm sorry about your father.

And good luck, Kenny.

Yeah?

(ENGINE STARTS)

(LOW CHATTER)

I told Greg to bring the change of trust.

- What? - And when he does,

I think we should sign it.

I... I'm not doing anything without my lawyer present.

OK. Well, I'm going to sign it, I'm getting Connor to sign it.

It's gonna make you look pretty fucking heartless when you don't.

Don't give me a fuckin' scary look.

You hit me, I will fuck you up.

Ahh, fuck.

Yeah.

God, you're so annoying.

Shut up.

(LINE OUT RINGING)

(PHONE CHIMES)

- Hello? - SHIV: Greg.

Hey. Did you find those contracts Roman asked for?

Uh, I... Yes, I got 'em.

Oh, I think you have the wrong ones.

Uh, OK.

Um... right.

What, uh, what shall I do?

(CHUCKLES) Look, there's a lot of confusion.

'Cause if you have any doubt, maybe you can't find them,

and that might be simplest.

But if I do,

'cause I...

I think I have the right ones here.

Don't bring them in.

Did he change his mind?

NO. I'M JUST TELLING YOU:

Don't bring them in.

OK. OK. S...

All right, I get... I get it.

So, who's the...

Like, what's the chain of command here?

Are you the more senior sibling?

Greg,

it's simple.

This is a favor I'd like you to do for me,

and I'd like you to be discreet.

You stay for a while, you can't find them,

you come back. OK?

- OK. - Thank you.

This is better.

Um...

look, so, I know you don't want to talk about this,

I'm just informing you, Roman as a board member

and Shiv as a shareholder,

I'll be taking temporary charge as CEO and Chairman.

Frank is not interested in the position at present.

No. I'm sorry, but even if we were talking about this,

which we are not, it wouldn't necessarily be you.

KENDALL: I'm sorry, then who the fuck would it be?

ROMAN: I don't know. Anyone.

It could be me.

(KENDALL LAUGHS)

Are you insane?

- Dad made me COO. - I don't think so, dude.

Dad wasn't thinking straight.

I think he was.

You? The chief operating officer?

- Yup. - I mean, if that wasn't a sign

he was loco in the coco, I don't know what is.

Well, I don't see it that way.

Come on. It was a negotiating position, Rome.

He was fuckin' playing you

to get you to sign the change of trust.

Do you even know what it fucking involves?

I mean, he conked out mid-game.

Are you calling me a dipshit?

No. I love you, man, but you're not a serious person.

All right, fuck you. He's alive, you're not the fuckin' boss.

All right! Come on. Let's not throw shit around.

We're in the middle, so let's just sit tight. No sudden moves.

We need to move. The markets are gonna

want to know who's behind the wheel.

We need to control the narrative.

"Control the narrative." You probably yell that when you cum.

"Oh! Control the narrative! Oh! Control it...

Control the narrative! Uhh..."

KENDALL: Fuck you. We're in a hospital.

Everyone knows.

We have to say something.

No. Actually, we don't. 'Cause no one knows how serious it is.

So we don't have to say anything.

Actually, we do. The SEC. There are rules, there are laws...

(BABY VOICE) Oh, no. The law? Well, we can't break the law.

Hey, Karolina?

Has a CEO ever been out of action

and people haven't been told?

Um, not that I can think of. There was Apple, but that...

Right, but if we... wanted to drag our feet on this,

until we figure the moves...

Well, once we do know,

there's a duty to shareholders to let people...

Yeah, but I don't... I don't know what we know.

I mean, this could be an allergic reaction.

- It could be the flu. - Oh, come on.

Look at the fuckin' orchids. This is out there.

It's like we're being held hostage in the Honolulu airport.

But if we wanted to say something, you know, other than...

KENDALL: It's called a lie, Shiv.

When you say the thing that's not, that's a lie.

We'll need to make a holding statement.

Of course, I'm open to your suggestions

on how to... finesse it.

Perfect. We'll make a decision and get back to you shortly.

OK.

TV NEWSCASTER: Logan Roy, CEO and chairman

- of Waystar corporation... - So, what do you think I do?

Well, I don't know. What did she say?

Roman said bring in the papers,

Shiv said don't bring in the papers.

Well, I guess you need to decide which one of them is more important?

I guess Roman's... in the company,

but Shiv seems like, I don't know, more bossy?

All right. Well, can you just take some of the papers?

Plus, I don't know about these slippers.

Like, they're all plaid.

Does "checked" mean plaid?

'Cause then there's gingham, there's tartan...

It's like a crisscross fuckin' minefield.

Oh, fuck the slippers, Greg.

You have to strategize.

I'm trying to strategize, Mom, with you!

But you won't strategize.

(PHONE BUZZING)

(GRUNTS)

Hey. What's up, Kendall?

You mix me up with your sponsor?

Listen, I'm just calling to issue a reminder.

Your pecker's in my pocket, OK,

Dickless Dickleby?

You do what I say.

Let others say what they want, but we stay dark.

You get me? No reporting on what went down yesterday,

the turmoil.

Well, I can do whatever I want,

because Vaulter and our satellite sites

have editorial independence...

as set out in that piece of paper you signed.

You know what that piece of paper is to me?

Nothing. OK?

I'd jerk off on that paper and send it to you as a greeting card.

SIMON SAYS: "Mum's the word,"

motherfucker.

Hey. Sorry to bother you so late.

Hey, let's put something together

about the Roy family shitshow.

SHIV: So, and I don't want to get into this,

but maybe we should just

cut off the whole Kendall CEO thing

so that it doesn't get painful.

Well, I mean, I'm not looking for it,

but I guess I'm already COO,

so one more step...

It's not gonna be you.

- Because? - Come on.

- I don't know what that means. - Yes, you do.

Well, it doesn't matter who does it.

It's just temporary, so anyone will do.

Yeah, sure. Anyone.

- Tom. - Tom?

- (LAUGHS) - OK, fine.

Karl.

Bleahh.

ROMAN: Prick. Eva?

- Cunt. - OK.

So, who?

Someone Dad trusts.

But Dad doesn't trust anyone, except Frank,

and he fired Frank for shits and giggles.

- Gerri? - Uhh...

I don't love Gerri.

But I don't hate Gerri.

So, Gerri.

I'll talk to her.

(SIGHS)

So, Gerri.

How ya doin'?

Oh, I'm fine.

This is where they brought Baird, so it's a little...

Baird?

Yeah, Baird. My husband.

Shiv's godfather?

Oh, does he, um... With the tortoise?

Yeah.

(LAUGHING) Fuck yeah, of course.

- How is he? - He's dead.

I know. I know. I remember... you...

So, uh, Gerri, uh,

just wanted to say thanks for captaining us through this shitstorm.

Um, you do a good job,

Gerri, you, uh,

you're, um, you're a real good job-doer.

I suck at the whole corporate flirt thing.

You know, I just...

I like to lube up and fuck, you know?

- (CLEARS THROAT) OK. - OK.

So, um... for me and Shiv,

the whole Kendall thing doesn't work.

So we were thinkin'... General counsel...

You know where the bodies are buried.

You probably buried 'em yourself. (GIGGLES)

So...

you would have the family's support

to step in and take the reins.

That's a very generous offer,

but I'm going to have to decline.

Um...

OK. Can, uh, can I ask why?

Why I don't want the job that makes your brain explode?

OK, but, um, uh...

G-Gerri, excuse me,

but I... I've always thought of you...

And I mean this in the best possible way...

As a stone-cold killer bitch.

Who says you don't know how to flirt?

(PHONE CHIMES)

OK.

Hey. Can I get a moment alone with you, do you think?

- I... - Have you seen this?

I'm so sorry about your father.

Thank you. Would you give us a minute?

Yeah.

- CONNOR: Thanks, Willa. - Mm-hmm.

Tom, would you mind?

Oh, come on. I'm not the same as her.

- Ken. - (SIGHS)

Vaulter's running a story about how the company's in turmoil.

Don't we own him?

(LAUGHS) "Shit Show at the Fuck Factory"?

Yeah. Uncertainty, discord.

That is not a good story.

"Family gets behind other member of family,"

that's a good story.

Oh, fuck them.

I mean, when Jobs was dying, Apple didn't say anything.

We're in a hospital, Shiv. Everyone knows.

We can't just prop him up and wave his hand

and say he's fine like they did

in the Politburo or Weekend at fuckin' Bernie's.

I like the sound of that, though.

Look,

you can't put a value on a human life,

except in our case, you rather precisely can

because when trading opens tomorrow, we're gonna drop like a stone.

The only question is, what's the bottom?

I think I'm the best option.

I just want to say that, uh,

if you need me to... go get sandwiches or coffee

or step up from Regional Parks and run North America, I can,

and I will. And that's just an offer on the table...

- Fuck off, Tom. - Fuck you, Kendall.

- Don't talk to Tom like that. - It's OK. It's fine.

I was about to be announced.

I mean, how can I not be the logical choice?

Because you were about to be announced, Ken, and then you weren't.

I mean, the only thing we know for certain, like for absolute certain,

tonight, is that Dad didn't want you running the company.

So if there was a list of 7 billion people on this planet

that Dad would choose to be boss, we know you would be last.

Dad fired you, man.

No, he did not fire me.

He said it was just gonna take a little longer.

But he said that to be nice.

What I think he meant to say was that he wished

that Mom gave birth to a can opener

because at least then it would be useful.

KENDALL: You're a dick.

- That's... - ROMAN: Too far?

Look, the board are offering this to me.

I don't actually need your backing.

You actually really, totally do.

I think you do.

Without it, after what Dad did to you,

I mean, we could probably take any appointment to court.

Jesus, Shiv, we're talking about court now?

Fuck you!

I didn't even want to talk about this, remember?

What do you... What do you have against me?

- Nothing. - KENDALL: Nothing?

Oh, you want me to actually say?

- Yes, I do. - You lack killer instinct,

you're wet, you're green, you're intellectually insecure,

Bullshit.

You're not emotionally strong enough,

- you have addiction issues. - That's enough!

I don't think all that, I'm just trying to be Dad's voice.

Bravo. It was an excellent impression.

I just want to say I'm not getting involved.

KENDALL: Good. But Shiv's right.

I'm not saying I would make a better CEO,

that's unsaid...

It's not unsaid when you say it.

No, I'm saying I'm not saying it,

so, in fact, it is unsaid.

Hey, pal, why don't you go help Willa with her homework?

Ouch. Asshole.

Listen, why don't you decide everything.

I don't care. I just observe.

I'm a UN white helmet. All right?

Guys...

Who else are you gonna get?

I think Shiv would be great.

That's what I think.

(LAUGHS) Thanks, honey,

but... no way.

I mean, she doesn't work in the company

and has no experience of the company

and the markets would freak, but apart from that, I agree with you.

I mean, we have options.

Sure. You could all ask for morphine

so you can stay in your painless fucking fantasy world

where the orchids dance and the company is run

by a magical fucking unicorn!

Fuck your options.

(PHONE CHIMES)

Hello, this is Greg on Greg's phone.

- Greg. How ya doin'? - Yeah, I'm just, um,

not dawdling.

You're still at the fucking apartment? You've been there forever.

Uh, just, um...

I know you're picking up PJs and all that shit,

just grab a sweater, maybe, also. My dad's, OK?

- OK. Which sweater? - It doesn't matter.

Not something washed. Something that he's worn, maybe.

- If you find one. - OK, yeah.

If he's worn it, if his...

How am I gonna know if it's worn?

Just smell it. OK?

Jesus! I just want something that smells like him, OK?

I just want that. Is that enough for you?

Dude, that's really nice.

I would want that if this was my situation, too.

So I'll sniff some stuff for you...

Just... Whatever. And if you tell anyone about this,

I will... cut your dick off.

And don't forget those papers I told you to bring.

And, uh, thank you.

Fuck off.

- (BEEP) - Yeah.

(CLANGS)

(CLANGING)

(CRASH)

(DOOR OPENS)

I... apologize if my bell summoned you.

Hey.

Hey.

It's, um...

- It's like 4:00 a.m. - Yeah, I couldn't sleep.

Put the kids to bed and thought I was missing all the fun, so...

How are they doing?

- The kids? - Yeah.

Um...

they're OK.

Maybe you could bring them by tomorrow.

So they can say their... You know, say their... hellos.

- Yeah. - OK.

How are you feeling?

Good. Yeah.

Yeah. (LAUGHS) How am I feeling?

Fuck. Ask me another?

- Jesus, what a day for you. - Yeah.

The nominating committee want me to be the big boss.

Really?

But Shiv and Roman won't back me

because of what Dad said at lunch.

(LAUGHS) Jesus.

- Yeah. - Ah, your family is so...

fucked.

I'm sorry, but... Wow.

I'm sorry.

Um...

Ken, I... (LAUGHS)

What can I say? It's... I don't know.

Adrenaline.

It's just my body.

(SNIFFLES) Hey.

I'm glad you're here.

Yeah. I can tell.

(TAP WATER RUNNING)

- (WATER OFF) - (SIGHS)

- Hey. Look. Stop. Stop. - No. I'm not in the mood.

There's something I have to say to you.

- What? - Siobhan Roy...

Oh, my God.

Will you marry me?

What... the fuck? Seriously?

I love you.

And I wanted to do something to make all this better.

And I thought while your dad's still with us,

wouldn't that be a nice thing?

We can get a quick wedding.

What is it about my dad dying in a sterile environment

that screams big romantic gesture to you?

Well, it's a horrible day, I thought...

Thought it would be a nice... thing.

Tom, you can't balance it out like that.

I'm not gonna... give you a blow job when your dog dies.

Right?

Yeah. OK.

It's fine. I misjudged it. I get it.

No, I'm s-sorry. Honey, I'm sorry.

I'm... This is...

Let's just not have this as the moment.

Why don't you do this again properly another time.

No! Exactly. This is not the moment.

This didn't happen. Abort. Abort, abort,

Good. OK.

But so you know,

uh...

yeah, whatever.

- Yes? Yes? - Yeah.

When it happens, yes.

Yes? Yes!

(BOTH LAUGHING)

- Really? - Yeah. I...

Yeah.

- It's such a shitshow. - What is?

My family.

Our family.

- Our family. - Yeah.

(WOMAN MUTTERS)

Hey, hey, hey.

(WHISPERS) So I got the slippers.

Thank you.

Yeah, I finally found 'em.

Can you put them in there, please?

Yeah.

So, you got the slippers.

Uh-huh.

I guess that makes you Prince Charming.

I guess so.

You saying you want to fuck Marcia?

What?! No. Wh-Why would you say that?

That's what you just said.

No. It isn't.

You said you were Prince Charming.

- No, you just said that. - I'm kidding.

I'm kidding.

(SCOFFS) OK.

Do you know that, uh...

Do you know that he gave me a job?

What job?

- I don't know. - OK.

- Do you know when I start? - No. Obviously I don't know.

- Why would I know? - I don't know.

I thought you might know 'cause I thought everybody's talking

and, like, might be talking about me?

No, everybody was talking about you this whole time.

Everyone was only talking about you, Cousin Greg.

I get it.

Ha ha.

Hey. Hey.

(SIGHS) When you, uh, figure all this out,

come in and see me. OK?

And, uh, and I'll look after you.

All right?

I'm serious. I will.

- Sure. - Thanks, man.

That's OK.

All right, later.

Take it easy, Greg.

(DOOR OPENS)

Yo, come here for a second.

(CLEARS THROAT) So, listen.

I've been thinking...

AND THIS IS MY VISION: We got for it. Me and you.

CEO and COO.

- Oh. - Me and my homey Romey.

I thought I was a fuckhead.

Uh, dipshit, and you said that.

You said I wasn't serious.

- Sorry. It's been a long day. - Yeah.

But dude, seriously.

Me and you, bro.

Like, I could teach you.

And you could, you know, teach me.

And Shiv?

I mean, you know what Shiv's like.

Ultimately she's a daddy's girl. Right?

I mean, she wants to play it safe.

We're the ones with the nuts to fuckin' revolutionize.

OK, I'm not uninterested.

All right, then, let's fuckin' do it.

Here's the thing. Gerri just turned down the top job.

So does that mean something?

Are you fuckin' with me?

Nope.

Who asked Gerri?

It was broached.

- It was broached? - Yeah.

By who? Did you broach? You broached it, didn't you?

Don't pin the broach on me, OK? Everyone was broaching.

Just want to make sure we trust each other.

Everything up front, OK?

All right.

OK.

Shake on it or something?

Official?

Oh. OK.

CONNOR: Hi.

Oh, come on.

Hey. Hey, knock it off.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Thank you, Willa.

So, listen, I've asked Roman to be acting COO...

- ROMAN: Actual COO. - To my acting CEO.

- And you said? - ROMAN: I said why not?

- Snake. - Sis, please,

I'm trying to bring everyone together here. I'm mediating.

- Well, I'm saying no. - Me too.

I thought you were a fucking white helmet.

Sometimes a peacekeeper has to go shoot a maniac on the perimeter, OK?

What the fuck? Why would you say no to this and yes to Gerri?

Gerri has been with the company for 20 years. Dad trusts her.

She's older. She's wiser. She's a mature person...

Such as myself.

Uh-huh. Well, she doesn't want it.

OK, so in my opinion, we should find someone else.

- Temporary. - OK, like who?

I don't know, someone neutral.

Eva or... American Psycho, what...

- ROMAN: Karl. - CONNOR: Karl. Yeah.

And what if it isn't temporary,

what if he uses his position to make it permanent?

Because he wouldn't do that. He's nice! He brought coffee.

KENDALL: Oh, he brought coffee.

Then we should definitely let him take control of the company.

Dude, he's not gonna take control of the company.

Look, it's a gamble.

It's either me and Roman and us as a family,

or it's Eva and Karl,

or some fuckface suit from the Deep State of the company.

They could take the company out of our hands,

and we'd never get near it again.

If Dad wakes up, and he's frail,

and he's looking at the end game,

you want to be the one who tells him

his family business isn't family-run anymore?

I mean, maybe you could get away with it...

- You know, his favorite. - Oh, fuck you.

But maybe you wouldn't stay his favorite

if you gave away the firm.

Look, we need a statement by 6:30.

So you just have to think...

Like, bullshit aside...

Who do you think, really, Dad would prefer?

What's up, fam?

Oh. Yeah. Um... did you get the papers?

- What? - The pap...

The papers in the envelope? I called you?

Dude... Oh, my God. I'm so sorry.

So no, basically?

I was thinking about your dad,

- I was up there... - Hey, don't worry about it.

My head was just messed up.

OK. We're gonna have to announce. Where are we at?

While Dad is ill, the family proposes that Kendall run the company

with Roman as COO.

I hereby concur.

OK. OK, uh..

I will let the committee know the family's position,

and pending board approval, we can announce.

- Congratulations, Ken. - Thanks, Gerri.

And Roman, congratulations.

EVA: This is all very exciting.

KARL: Difficult decision.

For the record,

I personally believe this to be a total fucking disaster.

OK, good.

GERRI: Kendall, um, listen,

we need to talk.

I'm sorry, I just need to...

I just need a conversation with you in private.

- What is this? - Um...

There's a few things you should know.

Um... (EXHALES)...

OK, there's no way to put this nicely,

so forgive me for stating it baldly,

but, um, there's a huge debt problem.

What are you... No.

- Yes. Three billion. - No, there's not.

Fuck off. I'd know.

No one knows.

Well, me and Frank.

What about... Dad?

Yeah, your dad.

Hence the debt.

Gerri, what the fuck is going on?

Where did the money go?

In 1985,

Logan needed cash badly for the expansion into parks,

so he took out a loan through the family holding company.

He knew that besides Frank,

none of the other boards members could see what was happening.

And then he added that loan to the company's already considerable debt.

Son of a bitch.

OK.

OK.

We can deal.

Yeah, but Kendall, the thing is,

it's secured against Waystar's stock...

and when the stock hits 130,

they can pursue repayment in full.

Which, if they decided to do that, would eviscerate us.

Yeah, but there's no precedent for that. They'll never do that.

They'll renegotiate.

- Well, that depends. - On what?

Well, you see, the banks know that the man they invested in

can no longer function, and as far as they're concerned,

you're just some kid with nice hair.

You're making it quite fucking difficult to savor this moment, Gerri.

I'm sorry about that.

Don't jump.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

DOCTOR: We had hoped to see a response by now,

but what we do know is that he's stable. So...

if you want to grab some sleep, this is a good time.

(SIGHS)

(KISSES FINGERTIP)

Night, Dad.

See you soon.

- Synced and corrected by Shazi89 - - www.addic7ed.com -

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)