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♪ (SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

Hi. Hello.

DR. SHARON HASFORD: (OVER PHONE) Good morning, Siobhan. Sorry to bother you today.

Oh. Uh, hey. Sharon. Uh, hi. No problem.

DR. HASFORD: I wanted to discuss your results and I didn't know,

but I thought you would want the chance to be aware,

if you're up to it.

- Yeah, sure. Okay. (GRUNTS) - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

DR. HASFORD: I won't draw it out.

It's a good result.

The journey we went on with the amniocentesis

after what the blood test showed us...

- (GASPS) - ...everything looks healthy.

Okay. Good.

DR. HASFORD: Great.

And you're still well? No spotting, no bleeding?

No. No.

DR. HASFORD: Okay.

Well, in terms of all the results I have for you,

there is nothing I think we should be concerned about.

Mm-hmm. Okay.

- Great. - DR. HASFORD: So,

Davina will reach out

to make an appointment for your 20-week scan.

But I'm thinking of you at this time.

And if there's anything I can do...

Okay. Great. Thank you. Thanks, Sharon.

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

- (CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING) - ♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)

HUGO BAKER: You know, you fucked me.

You fucked me right in the ass here.

What you've done, Juliet, is you've taken a strap-on

and you fucked me right in the ass, yeah?

Call me. Please.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- DOORMAN: Have a seat. - Thank you.

- I will see you later. - GUEST 1: Okay.

MARCIA: Yeah. Thanks.

(CLICKS TONGUE) Oh.

- Hello, Marcia. - Hi, Kendall. Hi.

Mes condoléances.

Sorry for your loss.

- Thank you. Uh, likewise. - MARCIA: Yes.

It's a terrible shock.

Right.

And, uh, where-- where have you...

When did you get in?

We spoke every morning and afternoon,

- so I came as soon as I heard. - KENDALL ROY: Okay.

Yeah, I mean, uh...

I honestly-- I didn't think you guys were...

- You know? - We were very close.

It was complicated,

but we spoke intimately every evening.

- Right. Okay. Um... - (ELEVATOR DINGING)

- Graham, Janet. - We're so sorry.

MARCIA: Thank you so, so much

- for your sending of flowers. - (SIGHS)

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪

- Praying for you, Ken. - KENDALL: Oh, thank you.

GUEST 2: It's so nice to see you, dear one.

(GUESTS MUTTERING)

- Hey, brother. - CYD PEACH: Sorry, Ken.

Thank you. Thanks, Cyd. (INHALES DEEPLY)

MARK RAVENHEAD: (QUIETLY) Sorry for your loss.

- So sorry, Kendall. - Thank you, Penny. Thanks.

Thanks, Mark.

- SHIV ROY: Hey. - KENDALL: Hey.

- How you doing? - KENDALL: Ah.

- Hey. - SHIV ROY: Hey.

(BOTH SIGH)

(KENDALL BLOWS RASPBERRIES, SIGHS)

What's up with Marcia?

Oh, the belle of the ball?

Mm. Death becomes her. (CHUCKLES)

And, like, where-- where's-- You know, where's Kerry?

Uh. In Marcia's trunk.

Inside an anaconda. Inside a sarcophagus.

SHIV: You know that Marcia hasn't seen Dad

in, like, seven weeks. Says on his calendar.

Intimate calls every night.

- Did you get that one? - No.

I think I might sue her

for making me think of Dad doing phone sex.

No?

Oh. Yeah. No. I could do a phone sex bit if you want.

I just thought you wouldn't be in the mood.

Yeah, I'm actually-- I'm fine.

Like, I'm sure it'll crush me, eventually.

Freight train a-coming! But today I'm-- Yeah, I'm okay.

- Yeah? - ROMAN ROY: Yeah.

I feel knocked out.

- Yeah. - I didn't sleep.

I wonder if maybe I've just thought about it so much,

one way or another that I don't know,

- I've maybe pre-grieved. - Well, good for you. I mean,

I don't believe you, but...

- (LAUGHS) - (ROMAN SNICKERS)

No. Well. (CHUCKLES)

Either way, we should, you know, huddle

- 'cause... - ROMAN: Yeah, yeah.

...for some of us, it's a sad day. But for others,

it's Coronation Demolition Derby.

ROMAN ROY: Mm-hmm.

- KENDALL: What's the schedule? - Uh.

Work call is 11:00, I think.

ROMAN: Hmm.

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey. How we doing?

KARL MULLER: Oh, you know.

It's so strange being here...

- KARL: Yeah. - ...without him.

Indeed. Indeed. So, what have I missed?

Mm. A lot of incoming.

- Lot of incoming. - KARL: Yes.

- Presidents. Prime ministers. - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

FRANK VERNON: Yep.

just trying to keep everything stable.

Board on the line in, what, an hour, to pick a new top dog.

And what's your sense, Frank? What are the, uh, CEO vibes?

Would anyone care for...

a look at the china?

He was gonna fire half that room.

Do people know that? Should we get that out there?

No. We don't want it to look like a shit show.

You know, it's chaos narratives...

(GROANS)

...fratricide narratives, bad narratives.

- Hey. Hey, guys. - Hi.

GREG HIRSCH: Oh, man. (SIGHS)

I'm... I'm sorry. I'm sorry for your loss.

- Thanks, man. - ROMAN: Thank you.

It's just great that we can all--

The family can support each other

and stay strong through this.

- (CLICKS TONGUE) Yeah. - Thanks, Greg.

My guys.

My lovely guys.

Okay. Hey, hey. You know, we're not, like,

playing Chutes and Ladders. Okay? Our dad just died.

- And... - GREG: No, I'm sorry.

- I'm sad. - ROMAN: Mm.

And just thinking about how things will shake down.

Right? There's the board meeting coming up...

any minute, and I talked to Ewan and he'll have a say.

- So... - ROMAN: You-- You need to get

- a new mommy. Okay? - (CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

We're not your mommy.

I'm... I'm getting a call here. Could you maybe...

- Thanks, Greg. - Yeah.

- No, I mean it. Seriously. - Fuck right on off.

- Thank you. Uh. - GREG: Sorry, guys.

Matsson. Do I?

- Uh. - ROMAN: Yeah.

(STAMMERS) Let's just-- Let's-- Let's...

- just do five... - Yeah.

and get our ducks in a row. Yeah? I mean, we--

We fucking blurt and he puts it on his socials,

and suddenly we sold Manhattan for glass beads.

- Right? - Okay. I'll let it ring out.

(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)

So, the aim is, we'd like to make

an announcement today.

Stating who we think would take over in the interim,

ready for Monday.

Right. And here's my position.

I wonder if we don't wanna take control of the plane here.

Yeah, well. The--

I guess the first thing is the GoJo deal.

The board, the shareholders, everyone's very keen.

- So... - No, exactly. And I tell you,

I worry about the kids' commitment to the deal.

GERRI KELLMAN: If we called around the board, Frank,

you would hold a lot of sway on the interim appointment.

They'd like senior management input, yeah.

Right, and if the message we gave was to be, you know,

"But that the kids are-- are..."

Screw ups and dipshits.

Maybe, uh, not constitutionally well-equipped

- at this point... - TOM WAMBSGANS: Mm.

- ...to take on the role. - FRANK: Yeah.

I guess the question then, uh, would just be,

"Who might we favor?"

Gerri, obviously, is a safe pair of hands.

- She's done it recently. - Yeah.

Although, obviously, generally speaking,

the CFO might be considered the natural interim.

- Yeah. - GERRI: Mm.

I guess you've already had

your tilt at the windmill on here.

Exactly. I've already done it. And quite successfully.

- And it's an interim role... - Oh.

...to do the deal. I'd get it done.

Buckle you into your golden parachute, Karl.

- (CHUCKLES) Well... - (GERRI CHUCKLES)

Don't push me out the plane so fast there, Gerr.

- (GERRI CHUCKLES) Oh. - Well, with the old man gone,

I can't help but wonder

if I don't have a little left to give.

Look. I think you're a corporate legend.

What you did in the '90s with cable?

- Huge. - Logan was souring on you.

Well, Logan's not around anymore.

(CELL PHONE BEEPS)

- (TOM CLEARS THROAT) - Oh.

- I would just like to say... - Yeah.

...to this senior group of very respected greybeards

that all I have ever personally asked

is the chance to serve.

I mean, I'm sick with grief.

- Oh. You're sick with grief? - TOM: But I--

Well, you might wanna put down that fish taco.

You're getting your melancholy everywhere.

TOM: Very funny, but...

were the opportunity to arise,

all I would say is that if there's a ring,

my hat's in, respectfully.

Well, I would just say, um,

if we were to recommend you to the board...

- TOM: Mm-hmm. - ...the question they might ask,

would-- (STAMMERS) Can-- can--

Can I frame the question for you?

- But as a friend. - Sure.

- KARL: Just so-- so you'd be... - Sure.

...be prepared. The negative case would go...

(CLICKS TONGUE) ...you're a clumsy interloper

and no one trusts you.

The only guy pulling for you is dead.

And now, you're just married to the ex-boss' daughter.

(CHUCKLES) And she doesn't even like you.

And you are fair and squarely fucked.

Jesus, Karl.

Uh. Frank.

- Can I grab you for a second? - FRANK: Oh, sure. Yeah.

- (DIAL TONE RINGING) - (EXHALES)

(FINGERS TAPPING ON TABLE)

(DIAL TONE CONTINUES RINGING)

OSKAR GUDJOHNSEN: (OVER PHONE) Hi. This is, uh,

Oskar on Lukas's phone.

Um. Oh, hey, Oskar. Uh, this is Roman Roy.

Uh. Lukas called but I was just rounding up

my chimpanzee friends 'cause they wanna say hi too.

Is he there?

OSKAR: Uh. Oh, uh. No. He, uh-- He won't now, he says.

ROMAN: Uh. Yeah, okay. All right.

Um, so can you get him, please?

OSKAR: Yeah, well. He was... he was calling last chance,

unfortunately, because, y'know, we... we have this, uh,

a company strategy sesh this week.

Hey, this is Kendall. Come on, man.

(GRUNTS) We dropped a call because we wanted to all be on

out of respect. Can you grab him?

It wasn't a power play.

OSKAR: Oh, sure, man. No, that's cool. No, we know.

It's, uh-- This isn't from him.

He's just on a super tight schedule now.

Okay. Well, does he just not wanna say hi?

You know, is he still buying the company?

(OSKAR CHUCKLES) Oh, sure, man.

Maybe, if you don't squeeze too tight. No, no.

He's, uh-- He's excited to speak to you guys.

Uh. Who will be leading?

Uh. We're just huddling on that now.

- We're a pretty fluid group. - Yeah.

But listen, it seems like maybe

your retreat has come at a good time.

Yeah?

You guys get your ducks in a row.

We do our board, pick our captain.

We can reconfigure in a week or whatever.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER OVER PHONE)

OSKAR: Yeah. Well, we d-- we don't...

- we don't wanna lose momentum. - Uh-huh. Okay. No, nor us.

Uh. Y-- you obviously know what happened here

yesterday, right?

OSKAR: Oh, sure. Yeah, yeah. We really feel for you guys.

Bad one.

Yeah, yeah. Yeah, bad one. Thank you for that. Thanks.

OSKAR: Yeah. Yeah. But, you know, could you guys

or whoever, one of the old guys you have,

like, be here in 24 hours to do this?

Y-- Sorry, our-- our dad just died,

and we have the election coming up.

Uh. How would you feel about doing a meet in the U.S.?

OSKAR: To have here-- This-- This is the annual retreat.

We can't just drop it.

Oh. No. I totally see that. Fine.

♪ (DYNAMIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- GREG: Marcia. - Yeah.

I am so sorry for your loss.

Thank you. See how they run.

GREG: Yes. Scurrying like little rats.

- MARCIA: Oh. - Hi, Marcia.

- GREG: Hi. - MARCIA: Hi.

- I'm so sorry for your loss. - MARCIA: Thank you. (KISSES)

To you too, Connor.

(KISSES)

- Okay. Hi. - Oh.

- CONNOR ROY: Thank you. - Marcia, we'll catch up later.

- Yeah, of course. - Okay.

Okay.

- Congratulations. - WILLA FERREYRA: Hmm. Thank you.

- Look how far you've come. - Yup.

- (MARCIA CHUCKLES) - Well, look at us both. Right?

Um. I'm sorry about everything. I mean,

after your wedding, to have to do this.

Oh. Uh, we're gonna head off next week.

You know, we've got a little trip planned out.

- WILLA: Hmm. - Wisconsin, Minnesota,

Michigan, Pennsylvania.

Mm, the honeymoon states. (CHUCKLES)

- Ah. - WILLA: Yeah, sorry.

- (QUIETLY) I'm just gonna... - Right. Hmm.

CONNOR: I wanted to say, because...

these things could happen in a flash.

But if and when the time comes

for you to consider selling this place,

- I would be... - (GUESTS CHATTERING)

I'm worried to even say the words.

- But I-- I would be... I-- - MARCIA: No need to be ashamed.

We're family.

I will be looking for between 60 and 70 million.

Oh, right. Okay. Wow.

- MARCIA: Yeah. - So, like...

MARCIA: Yeah.

- Sixty-three or... - Done.

- Done? - MARCIA: Yeah. Done.

Okay. (CHUCKLES)

- (SPITS) - Yeah. (CHUCKLES, SPITS)

- Done. - Great.

- Wow. (CHUCKLES) - ♪ (MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- FRANK: Karl, hey. - KARL: Mm-hmm.

Come here a second. I wanna talk to you about something.

In my role as executor, I've, uh, had passed to me

a rather worrying piece of paper.

- Mm. - (INHALES DEEPLY)

M'kay. And...

(FRANK SCOFFS, CHUCKLES)

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

- (FRANK SIGHS) - Who else knows?

As of now, as far as I know, just you and me.

So what are you thinking?

Well, I honestly didn't even wanna start thinking

till you were here.

I mean, could it, might it just go away?

I mean, it might get lost.

I hope it doesn't.

But what if your hand goes a little wobbly

and the draft takes it away,

and it gets flushed down a toilet by mistake.

- I'm kidding, of course. - No, sure, you're--

you're speculating in a comic mode.

- Yeah. In a humorous vain. - Mm-hmm.

We're not gonna let the little princess screw things up.

Right, Frank? If Gerri's going to block me, I want out.

I want my fucking package.

I am halfway in on a Greek island...

- Mm. - ...with my brother-in-law.

- Say, what's up, boys? - FRANK: Oh. Hi.

- (CHUCKLES) Okay, um, well... - Well,

I've just been handed a piece of paper, Gerri.

Uh. It's, uh-- It has a list of wishes

in the event of Logan's death.

- Funeral arrangements, so on. - May I?

KARL: Mm-hmm. Paragraph three.

And where was this found?

In his private safe.

And this penciled addendum is what?

We haven't touched it. The underline in the pencil

is his. Undated, apparently.

Not even shared with his lawyer or myself, so...

So, what are you thinking?

Well, legally, since the family doesn't have full control,

- legally, it... it wouldn't-- - GERRI: Legally,

it's up to the board to decide who's next, so...

- FRANK: Right. - ...this is not germane.

Right, it's not germane. Not germane.

We were joking that it could fall in the toilet.

Yes. Well, that is a very funny joke.

(WHISPERS) You know,

they say it's a bad idea to make big decisions right after--

Sure. But they also say

it's pretty smart not to pay realtors fees.

And it's such a bitch to get into these good buildings.

(CHUCKLES)

WILLA: All right, well...

- CONNOR: Hey, guys. - ROMAN: Hey.

- KENDALL: Hey, Con. - Hey.

- CONNOR: How are we faring? - (WILLA CHUCKLES)

- How are you? - Oh, you know.

Seen the obits?

Hmm. Sure. You like the Globe photo?

(CONNOR CHUCKLES)

Did any of you guys ever see him laugh like that?

Only if a hobo was on fire.

Yeah. I mean, to be honest, uh, Dad sounds amazing.

I'd like to have met Dad.

But you guys are okay, really?

- Mm-hmm. - ROMAN: Yeah.

Yeah, Roman has pre-grieved. Already gave at the office.

They don't fucking believe me.

You know, from where I'm sitting,

you're the ones that look naive, okay?

I've been worried that this was gonna happen for ages.

(SMACKS LIPS) How you doin'?

- I have no clue. - ROMAN: Hmm.

I'm okay.

- ROMAN: Yeah? - Yeah, I'm okay.

- (KENDALL SIGHS) - You okay?

Me?

You're gonna laugh but in the middle of the night,

I did a talk,

like, a session. My therapist recommended someone,

and I got to him and he's-- he's kind of good.

I have his number if you want.

Like, it's dumb

but there's actually things you can do.

I mean, sounds like you've got the best grief guy.

(CHUCKLES) I have a great grief guy. Fuck you.

(ALL CHUCKLE)

You're gonna destroy this.

Hi, guys. Uh, some more hard copies.

- Obituaries. - ROMAN: Ah. The reviews are in.

- Great. - (ALL GRUNT, SIGH)

Yeah. They're mostly five stars.

And I think the board will assemble now at noon.

Okay, thanks, Hugo.

- Okay. Uh. Ken. - KENDALL: Yeah?

Can I, um-- Can I ask you something?

Just for one second, sorry, just something quickly.

- Yeah. - HUGO: Just take a second.

- SHIV: Uh-huh. - Oh.

Private.

(SIGHS) Ken, um, I may have, um...

(WHISPERS) ...caught myself up in a little bit of something.

Uh. Probably nothing but, uh...

I'm... I'm sorry to bother you with this.

- (SIGHS) - Okay. What?

I just found out that my daughter,

she happened to sell a bunch of Waystar stock

just before the news about your father went, um...

- went public. - Uh-huh.

A total coincidence.

But I, uh... I don't want it to come up as an issue, y'know?

Did you speak to her on the day?

What are the phone records gonna say?

I can't recollect.

(SIGHS) Hugo.

I don't even have a relationship with Juliet,

that's the sad fact.

The irony is, we hardly talk and, uh...

Thanks, Ken.

- Anything good? - (ROMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

The Courier. You need a...

code book for this one. You ready?

ROMAN: Yeah.

- "A complicated man." - KENDALL: Uh.

- Threw phones at staff. - (SHIV CHUCKLING)

It's good.

"Sharp reader of the national mood."

Uh. He's a bit racist.

(CHUCKLES) Well, then. "He was very much a man of his era."

- Again, racist. - ROMAN: Mm-hmm.

Also, relaxed about sexual assault.

"Business genius."

- Never paid a penny in U.S. tax. - (SHIV LAUGHING)

- Oh, that's... Yeah. - Boom.

- (EXHALES, GRUNTS) - "Well connected."

ROMAN: "Well connected." Now, that's not fair.

I feel like well-connected is...

generally accepted to be a euphemism for pedophile,

and no one ever suggested that he would, you know...

- KENDALL: Fuck a child. - Yeah.

Yeah.

He wouldn't even hug his grandkids.

- (MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY, LAUGHS) - (LAUGHS) Aw.

Hey, guys. Sorry. Uh.

I think they wanna see you up in the library.

(NEWSPAPER RUSTLING)

(GRUNTS) All right, let's go.

Thanks.

- Hey, Ken. - (SIGHS)

- Hey, Tom. - Hey, um, Ken, I just wanted

to say, you know,

I know there's a lot of water under the bridge,

a lot of history.

But as far as I am concerned, the-- the big man passing

cleaned the slate. So, yeah. I just-- Yeah.

I just wanna say that and you know, I wish, maybe,

- there's some things... - (SIGHS HEAVILY)

...I could maybe take back, some words.

And I'm sorry for your loss. But I want you to know

that I'm-- that I'm here to serve. Right here.

I like you, Tom.

Good luck.

♪ (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

- FRANK: Hey. - KARL: Hello.

- Hello. - Yeah. Come on in. Have a seat.

What's up? Yeah, I know. We're in. Okay?

- No, thanks. - FRANK: How are you doing?

- Yeah. Hanging in. (SIGHS) - So, look. Uh...

I'm one of the executors of your dad's affairs.

- SHIV: Mm. - FRANK: This is not

a legal matter.

But certain wishes have been discovered.

And it appears at a certain point, undated,

it was suggested that it was your dad's wish that

Kendall take over as CEO.

- Uh. Uh-huh. Eh. Uh. From when? - Well, it was in the safe.

Uh. Between pieces on the Raymada acquisition

and the first U.S. Virgin Islands reorganizations.

- So, it's... - KARL: It's old. It's... it's--

So, as far as we can tell, from four years ago or so.

KARL: Yeah. Then, it looks like there are

pencil addendums from another time, I...

GERRI: We don't know its status. And I mean...

- (FRANK CLEARS THROAT) - ...it doesn't hold

any legal value. But we wanted you to know,

but we wouldn't want it to feel more significant than it should.

FRANK: Because the family no longer has majority control

of Waystar, so any such suggestions are non-binding.

Dad was the founder.

- So... - FRANK: O-- of-- of course,

it is from some time ago and things changed.

And Logan was a man of different moods.

Yeah. Yeah.

There are some additions in pencil

that he put in about artifacts.

- Uh. And I think-- - KENDALL: Can I?

FRANK: We think from context,

uh, they were added maybe in the last 18 months.

KENDALL: Oh. So, he underlined recently?

- Underlined or crossed out? - Shiv.

Oh, no, no, no. I'm not saying for or against.

I'm just-- As a matter of fact, it's...

- Are you serious? - SHIV: I mean,

- it's kinda-- - I mean-- Okay. Okay,

let me see the thing.

It's underlined or crossed out, it doesn't--

it doesn't really matter because it's--

Legally, it's the board,

- yeah, who will choose. - GERRI: Exactly.

The market, the shareholders, the board,

we all want the sale to go through.

So, it's an interim position, really.

Sure. I mean, anyone could do that.

And since he said... I mean-- I mean,

- he has said... - (ROMAN SIGHS) I mean, Ken.

Sure, man. I get it. But like, this-- this thing is old

and you've tried to put him in jail, like,

- twelve times since then. So... - SHIV: I...

I wonder what was the, you know...

(CHUCKLES) ...the underlining or the crossing out

and the unknown age

if it-- The document isn't essentially moot.

You know, it's im-- impossible to decipher.

Well, it sure as fucking shit doesn't say "Shiv."

- SHIV: (CHUCKLES) Okay. - Um. So, what else

is in the fucking-- Can you-- I don't wanna--

Music, burial in the city, Catholic. You can see.

Should I get Greg now?

- FRANK: Hmm. - KARL: Just clear this up.

- Excuse me. - (SIGHS)

There's a mix of, uh, business and personal.

A watch for Colin.

Honestly, it looks like he drafted it himself,

never sent it to his lawyer and just put it in the safe.

- FRANK: Mm-hmm. - I mean, mo-- more of

a selection of musings, really.

Some thoughts on the tax position

- or some artwork in storage. - What-- what does he have?

He's got, like, a shit ton of, like, investment impressionisms.

Right? Like, he's got, uh, three Gauguins

no one's seen for tax reasons, so...

FRANK: I think his suggestion was,

it might be smart tax-wise

to just leave them in the Geneva vault.

Oh, fuck it. Why not just burn them for the insurance, no?

Yeah, that would be the dream. Financially speaking.

GREG: Hey, everyone.

- FRANK: Yes. Uh. Greg. - ROMAN: Hey, Greg.

- Hey. - FRANK: Um.

In case it comes out,

we wanted you to be aware that you're on a piece of paper.

Uh, a side letter left by Logan with...

- some wishes and disbursements. - Okay. Uh. Eh. Yeah.

In-- in what, uh, capacity? In-- in what fashion?

You're in addendum of miscellaneous matters

in pencil...

- with a question mark. - Nevertheless.

Dad may have said he wanted me to take over.

And so then, maybe the natural conclusion might perhaps be,

- I'd be his number two. - (LAUGHS)

Nice try, kid.

He-- he probably wrote it down so he can remember your name.

GREG: Hmm. We had a good rapport.

You had a good rapport?

I feel like he already wanted to see less of you.

That's probably, like, 50/50,

fire Greg or kill Greg.

Mm. I think that it's not that kind of question mark.

I think it's, uh, um, possibly-- It's a wonder.

It's a doodle. We just wanted you to be aware.

- (DOOR OPENS) - TOM: Oh, hey.

Sorry. Marcia wanted me to let you know

that there's some words,

- down, some informal... - FRANK: Okay.

Well, there's a lot to consider.

Should we reconvene before the board meeting

- to pool thoughts? - KENDALL: Yeah.

SHIV: Yeah.

GREG: Thank you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(SIGHS)

Is it real, Frank?

I don't know.

♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

KENDALL: My dad wanted me to take over?

FRANK: Well,

sometimes. (CHUCKLES) You know that he did. Sometimes.

He made me hate him, then he died.

I feel like he didn't like me.

- FRANK: Oh. - I disappointed him.

No. No. Come on.

We think these grand horror things,

at times like these, these ice shelves are gonna

come at us in the night and take our heads off.

It's not true.

He was an old bastard. And he loved you.

He loved you.

You think?

I think so.

(KENDALL SIGHS)

If I get them in behind me, will you follow?

Ken, you've got stuff cooking.

You seem so well.

You really want back in?

Part of me is just like,

"Well, let's just give the poor orphan what he wants."

- Mm-hmm. Hmm. - (SIGHS HEAVILY)

Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. That's not good.

Mm-mm. No, no, no. I get it, yeah.

I mean, it is interim.

Well... (BLOWS RASPBERRIES)

- So long as it is. - ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

What do you mean? What are you thinking?

It's felt good. Us, right?

- ROMAN: Yeah. - And now, does this...

feel good? Like, does that feel good? It's...

- Um. - (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- Hey. How're you doing? - Hey.

Uh. I don't know.

You?

Well, he wasn't my dad but, you know,

he's...

It's sad.

SHIV: Yeah.

I guess you already picked the wrong horse.

Yeah, you might've picked the dead horse.

Don't. You'll regret it. Let me show you some kindness.

(SCOFFS)

Not my thing.

Honestly,

I guess I'm just,

uh, slowly coming to accept that...

- we killed him. - Oh, Shiv. (CHUCKLES)

SHIV: No, we did. He died on the plane.

And he wouldn't have been on the plane,

except that we made him get on there,

- so that's just very cool. - Anything could've happened.

A million things could've happened.

SHIV: I just don't wanna fake myself out.

If we had said yes to GoJo, then... (CHUCKLES)

...he might've been around for 20 more years.

So he could rock his grandkids to sleep.

As he was evidently so keen to do.

Yeah.

Well, that's fucked now, isn't it? So...

(QUIETLY) Don't. Just stop.

I'm angry.

My dad died.

And my mom is a fucking disaster.

And my husband is...

And Kerry, and Marcia, and--

It-- it-- it feels like

I'm the only one who lost something

that they actually fucking wanted here

and it's not coming back, so...

Yeah.

Siobhan, do you remember when

we first, uh, knew one another?

The first time in France when I flew to you?

And it was that very difficult time for you.

And I'd sent you... (CHUCKLES) ...all those handwritten notes.

And then the first time

that you were wearing that very... fine silk shirt.

And I put my arm around you.

I said, I kept asking, "Do you like this?

Do you like this?"

And you said, eventually, "l like it all."

Yeah, well... (BREATHES DEEPLY)

That was a while ago, wasn't it?

Not that long.

No, it was a while back.

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- Colin does jeans? - SHIV: Yeah.

He doesn't know what the fuck to do with himself.

Look at his arms.

He looks like a dog without its person.

(SHIV SCOFFS)

- (BLOWS RASPBERRIES) - SHIV: Oh, fun.

Colin has a kid?

ROMAN: Oh, shit. Didn't even notice.

- SHIV: Oh, what the fuck now? - What do we think?

ROMAN: There's a dog-- There's a dog in the house.

Um. Hi. (STAMMERS) Marcia.

Marcia, uh, so, what's with the...

the "ruff-ruff"?

The Secret Service are conducting a sweep.

Jeryd Mencken is en route.

I'm not sure that I want that today actually.

- I don't wanna see him. - MARCIA: Yeah, he asked.

He was a friend of your father's, no?

Come on. They spoke. But no, it was transactional.

ROMAN: Oh, yeah. Not like all his real friends

- from his men's group and choir. - SHIV: Oh, come on, Rome.

- His two best friends. - SHIV: He didn't know him.

'What's-his-face" and "Get-that-fucker-away-from-me."

SHIV: He called him the spooky embryo.

Yeah, okay. Look. It's just

there's all these fucking ghouls here.

- So, come on. - I just don't wanna see

his smirky, little autocratic face.

Probably gonna be president this time next week.

Okay. Well, I think I have a veto. My dad just died.

ROMAN: Oh, I think I have a counter veto

'cause, weirdly, my dad just died too.

Guys, I think on a business level,

we need to have a relationship.

- ROMAN: Mm-hmm. - Oh, yeah. You do?

Now you do, huh?

- (GLASS CLINKING) - ROMAN: Yeah, all right.

- RON PETKUS: Friends. - God.

(GLASS CLINKING)

- SHIV: This fucking day. - PETKUS: Good friends, all.

When a great man passes,

the angels of heaven weep. But when...

a giant of the conservative movement passes...

Oh, God. Now, we're having a kids' entertainer?

Who the fuck made him the king of the day?

PETKUS: Logan Roy was such a giant.

He was a man of humility, grace, dignity.

(WHISPERS) Who died fishing his iPhone

from a clogged toilet.

PETKUS: In public, he was a great communicator.

(WHISPERS) Really?

- PETKUS: A powerful man. - (WHISPERS) Oh, man.

(WHISPERS) So they say. Karl blocked it.

- GREG: (WHISPERS) No. - TOM: (WHISPERS) The man lives

on Wonder bread and steak frites.

He hadn't had a shit for 20 years.

PETKUS: He was a man of wisdom.

A man of humility. A man without vanity.

He was a man who wasn't wearing his compression socks

- so he could look hot for Kerry. - PETKUS: ...to make the world

a better place.

He molded the country like clay in his hands,

and made it into something beautiful.

- Into the shape of a dick. - (WHISPERS) Come on.

He made it stronger. (CHUCKLES) More coherent.

When I think of L.R., I think

of a great lion of freedom.

Can you believe this shit?

He's trying to make Pop into a neoconservative.

He wasn't a neocon, he was a paleo libertarian.

He was practically an anarcho-capitalist.

Yeah, sure. I mean, if you like Benny Hill and Sinatra,

does that make you one of those things?

They're trying to body snatch him.

History's being written. The next 48 hours are crucial.

PETKUS: Godspeed, for surely soon,

Logan Roy will be running rolling news in heaven.

- (GROANS) How's it going? - Hey.

- Shiv, I'm so sorry. - SHIV: Aw. Thank you.

- Hey, I'm so sorry, Shiv. - SHIV: Hey. Thanks.

- KENDALL: Thank you for coming. - Hey.

KENDALL: Good of you to be here.

Oh, yeah, I'm so sorry. My dad was very affected.

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Yeah.

And so, why is he doing that with his face, can I ask?

That's just how his face looks these days.

ROMAN: Oh, yeah? Frozen into a smile?

SANDI FURNESS: Please. He's-- (SIGHS) He's sad.

He knew your dad for a long time.

Mm. I'm sure-- I'm pretty sure he just fucking winked at me.

- CONNOR: The news world... - Sandy, it's Kendall.

...is broken.

What is he doing?

I mean, I guess,

they were close, Dad and him, so...

Yeah. Plus, he still has a board vote.

But, you know, I guess, who would you prefer,

one of us or one of the old guard?

- ♪ (MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ - SHIV: Mm.

- (ELEVATOR DINGING) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- GREG: Everything all right? - Yep.

GREG: Oh, dear. Yes.

Look who's crawled out of the woodwork.

I told her not to do this. I don't understand.

Oh, God. Oh, she's coming over.

Oh, it's so distasteful.

- Hi. - Hello.

I got your message but I just wanna go...

I just have some things of mine upstairs that I need.

They're in a bag.

Kevin. Melanie.

Uh. I just need to go up, so...

- MARCIA: Please. No. - Thank you.

Not upstairs.

I don't want her up.

- Okay. I know... - Come on. Easy. Easy.

- (SOBS) - Don't look, Marcia,

- it's too unpleasant. - Sorry, what's uh--

What's going on? You okay? Is this yours? You okay?

(SOBS) Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.

- I'm-- I'm good. - ROMAN: Mm. Cool? You're good?

Um, do you need me to help you...?

Sorry. I don't know if I have your private number.

Can you send that to me?

- (KERRY CASTELLABATE GASPS) - ROMAN: Okay.

It's fine. I got it, I got it, I got it.

Goddammit.

(STAMMERS) We were talking about getting married,

and he was making arrangements about us, so could you check?

- Yeah? - Uh. Yeah, yeah. And, um--

He was gonna-- he was gonna make a note.

He was gonna write his lawyer or something.

Please, can you check?

- Can you check on it? - ROMAN: I'm gonna check on it.

I got it. Do I have your private number? I think...

Go ahead, take her out the back, yeah?

ROMAN: I can get it. I can get it.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(BREATHES SHAKILY, WHIMPERS)

Oh, God. Here come the waterworks.

- Out the back, Billy. - (SOBS)

"Take her out the back, Billy." That's always nice to hear, huh?

Marcia, that was unnecessary, right?

We're calling Kerry a taxi

to the subway so that she can go home

to her little apartment.

ROMAN: Nice. (GROANS)

- Jesus. - (ROMAN GROANS, SIGHS)

- How's your friend, Sandy? - Yeah. "Who are you?

Why is this sex party so sad?"

- Mm-hmm. - Shiv, should we talk?

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

Yeah. We-- we don't need to--

Nothing needs to change too much.

Like, whatever you're thinking, you can-- you can say.

Fine. We should-- we should definitely talk. Okay.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

TOM: Hey. Hey, Rome.

- How are you doing? - Hi. Great. How are you?

- Yeah. I'm good. I'm okay. - (SIGHS HEAVILY)

I just want to say, uh, tell me-- tell me to fuck off

if you like, really, but, you know, the, uh...

(WHISPERS) ...the piece of paper situation?

- ROMAN: Yeah. - Yeah. I heard about it.

And I, uh-- I didn't wanna-- I don't wanna

t-- talk out of turn,

but we both know that Logan only wanted one person

to take over, and he just asked you back in.

Look at you. Tommy-wommy. Tightrope Tommy.

Riding his little subtle cycle across Niagara Falls, huh?

- Tip-toe Tommy. - Here to serve.

- Mm-hmm. - I'm-- I'm here to serve.

Lip balm, Tom-wom. Lubing up his lips to kiss my butt.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

- STEWY HOSSEINI: Hey. - KENDALL: Hey, dude.

(SIGHS)

- That old fucking bastard. - Yeah.

Yeah.

I thought he'd be like my dad.

Ninety-five and just started suing the neighbor.

What was it?

Uh. Embolism. Pulmonary.

Because I heard he saw your Pierce business plan

and choked laughing.

(CHUCKLES)

- You fucking prick. - (CHUCKLES)

Hey.

Hey.

Come on.

- It's all right. - (BREATHES DEEPLY)

- Hey. - (INHALES DEEPLY)

(SIGHS) So, uh...

Listen.

You gonna do the board call from here?

Mm-hmm. Uh, here or car.

Because there's, uh...

there's a piece of paper with me on it.

That Dad said it should be me.

Oh?

(CHUCKLES) Okay.

Wow.

KENDALL: Can you swing in for me?

You know me, you know my flaws.

It's short term.

I mean, you're really selling me right now. I mean--

Uh. I guess.

You know, my pubes got a little singed

- the last time I went with you. - KENDALL: Yeah.

- Remember? Yeah. - Yeah.

Well, yeah. That was, uh-- That was a different...

different thing. For my family, I had to back down.

There was no card he wouldn't play against me.

Do you even fucking like the deal?

Yes. Yes, I do. Look, the deal has to happen.

We can't live in a haunted house.

I have plans with the sibs.

We-- we'll take news and maybe fuse with Pierce,

but, you know, it'll be a feather in my cap

to bring in the deal.

And you could bring it home? Dude. Ken. (CHUCKLES)

Is your fucking head on straight?

I'm twin track. I'm dead but I'm alive.

Yeah? Dive into work?

Dude, what are we gonna do?

Sit in the dark and d-- drink Laphroaig?

Mm-hmm. And...

what's in it for me, Ken?

(SIGHS)

I don't know, man. Maybe do a solid

for your oldest pal the day after his dad died.

How about that?

What do you think of the apartment, Mom?

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - Mm, it's very pleasant.

WILLA: Hmm. We need to check all the walls

and see if they're structural. I'd actually like to make this,

- you know, bigger. - Willa's mom.

(WILLA CHUCKLES)

God love her. Her plate is groaning.

Hey, so listen. I think Stewy would swing behind one of us.

Oh. Okay. Does she know she can go back?

- And she dropped the grapes. - SHIV: (CHUCKLES) Yeah.

Her boat really came in, didn't it?

This is turning into the grand tour for her.

I guess the agenda for me is do we...

You know, do we agree to flying to Matsson?

You know that Connor's moving in, yeah?

Okay. What?

Well, Marcia gets it but she kinda,

- she-- she sorta sold it to me. - ROMAN: She did?

Let's all move in.

Grow old together, share a bed

like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

We've got, like, ten till board time.

Yeah, you've spoken to Mom yet?

Um. No. S-- swapped messages. Shiv. Should-- should--

Can we-- can we-- Should we talk?

ROMAN: Peter Munion was flying to Spain,

and he tried to reroute to come directly here

because he wanted to be with us at this difficult time.

- SHIV: Oh, man. - CONNOR: He sent a message

saying "It's a rum situation,"

and, "one in the eye for all of us,"

- and also-- - Can you stop ignoring me?

Please, for fuck's sake, huh? Come on, please.

- Let's talk about it. - ♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

We got somewhere. Us. We've got somewhere.

Yeah? Let's talk about it. I don't even care what happens,

but let's not just give it to the fucking keystone fucks

because we didn't talk.

(SIGHS) Con.

- ROMAN: Oh, really? - SHIV: Do you mind?

- Uh-uh. - ROMAN: (GROANS) Sorry, man.

Mi casa es su casa.

KENDALL: So, what do you think?

You have an issue with me because...

Yeah. (GRUNTS)

That's fine.

But I'd like it to be one of us. And yeah, uh, Dad said so.

Okay. Well, let's discuss

but can you please just stop jonesing?

You're walking around the wake with a fucking hard-on.

KENDALL: I'm not. I'm...

All I am suggesting is that I swing it for us,

and then we move ahead, us three.

- (SHIV SIGHS) - Pierce, ATN, everything.

- ♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪ - Okay, good. Great.

Well, I have some thoughts.

Uh. Yeah. I guess I have some thoughts too.

You're not pulling for Gerr-bear?

What, me? Hell no. No, I'm-- I'm done

helping old ladies cross the street.

But I do wonder about...

- About me? - ROMAN: Yeah.

Yeah.

- Okay. - I think it needs to be me too.

Uh-huh. Okay.

SHIV: Yeah. We're doing what we do...

- together. - KENDALL: Well,

ultimately, that's how I want it.

Man, come on. You're jerking over a piece of paper

that he scribbled your fucking name on.

(STAMMERS)

There is an argument that you're the worst of both worlds.

Different, but the same.

That plays, Shiv, it does, with the board.

Same old but with a vibey new banner.

COO is on the draft plan, right? Like,

- right? - KENDALL: Yeah.

ROMAN: I'm the COO.

And I know Matsson. And I was very close with Dad.

We had a number of communications

that you were aware of and some that, honestly,

now's not the time, but you were not.

And yeah, I just think we were close and honestly, Ken,

it doesn't feel good, right?

For it to be just... you.

Yeah.

ROMAN: So, them's my words.

Uh-huh.

I see that.

Yeah. I see that, bro.

- You do? - KENDALL: Yeah.

I mean, Rome, it doesn't have to be just me.

I'm down. It makes sense.

SHIV: M'kay.

And what about me?

Honestly, I just worry... (GROANS)

...it looks like special pleading.

Like, it's the COO's.

It's in the draft plan.

I'm on the piece of paper.

It-- (SIGHS) It needs to look fucking dry

and clean and tough.

- And I don't? - ROMAN: Hmm.

Yeah? I look too teary eyed and mascara streaked,

and like I might fucking faint?

- It's clean enough. - Shiv, it's not-- it's not...

really... (STAMMERS) I don't think it works.

You actually don't have experience.

It starts to look flaky.

I did the strategic review.

- That was "Daddy make work." - (CHUCKLES)

And besides, I think two is cool but three is...

- Like, three is... - Three is a bit wonky.

I mean, two is... fucking,

and three is like some weird orgy for hippies.

I can't see the board going for three.

Well, I need to wet my beak.

We'd only be fronting it.

I don't need to be front facing, and it's not about ego.

Really, it's the threebie. It's the team.

Yeah, you're inside everything.

Okay? This is like-- I'm not trying to fuck anyone, okay?

This is just to sell, and yesterday was...

Come on. Like, yesterday was fucking-- That was real.

And I think we're...

I feel really good about this. This is-- I think this is good.

- I need to be across everything. - ROMAN: Everything. Yeah.

KENDALL: Yeah. It's a holding position.

It's holding.

We'll do the deal. Spin ATN, fold in Pierce.

- Six months, eight months. - And that's all equal?

- ROMAN: Yeah. - Equal as fuck, to the gram.

'Cause you guys fuck me on this, and it's...

- (INHALES, GULPS) - ROMAN: No.

This is a Dad promise. On yesterday.

ROMAN: Yeah.

- On yesterday. - ROMAN: On yesterday.

- Not gonna fuck you. - (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

You guys wanna talk?

- Ready? - GERRI: Yeah.

- (GERRI CLEARS THROAT) - ROMAN: Okay.

- KENDALL: (SIGHS) Okay? - Mm-hmm.

Yeah?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Oh. Uh. Um. I think, uh, pre-board,

we were just hoping it would be just us.

Oh, no. This is a good group.

I'm just not sure

it's appropriate for this discussion.

Well, if you're uncomfortable, Frank, you can fuck off.

This is a lovely gang of pals having a chat. Okay?

KENDALL: Look, it's simple.

COOs are on the draft emergency plan.

It looks perverse not to honor that,

and it looks pointed for it not to be us.

Me and Roman step up.

KARL: Huh. Well, uh,

when was the last time you spoke with your dad?

- Like, 48 hours ago. - And how'd that go?

- It went well. - KARL: Well?

Ken, the DOJ's all wrapped up

and everything you said about Logan amounted to nothing.

You're damaged goods.

Whereas I shepherded in, um, a lot of cultural change.

I think we all know that Dad had soured on Gerri.

I don't think there's anything on paper to that effect.

Mm-hmm.

But I'm not gonna push it.

We're obviously the people to take over for Dad.

We were closest to him.

I think the board could have concerns.

Well, Kendall's name is on a piece of paper.

Logan said it should be Kendall.

- FRANK: But when? - A few times.

You've lost Logan.

And for his faults, he was the founder.

Ken and Roman.

I think a Roy at Royco works.

It's not for long.

So you can puppet master them.

- Who? Me, Frank? - Get the fuck outta here.

Come on.

There will be the renegotiation with Matsson.

I wanna do the deal and get out. We've got our own ideas.

With ATN refreshed, there's a shape for things.

- For us, we have things cooking. - ROMAN: Yeah.

I mean, we-- we know that the board is very excited

about the deal. So are we, it's a good deal.

- STEWY: It is a good deal. - ROMAN: Yeah.

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(SIGHS)

- History is happening. - Mm-hmm.

- Can you smell it? - Sure.

Roses and the rotting corpses.

- (CELL PHONE CHIMES) - Okay. Okay, it's done.

It's done. They voted it through.

- Ken and Rome? - Ken and Rome step up from COO.

Let's draft it, Hugo, right now.

- Ken and Rome. All right! - And I'll reply to...

- (CROWD CHEERING) - (APPLAUSE)

GREG: Long live the king!

(CROWD MEMBER WOOPING)

GREG: Long live the king!

Long live the king!

- And the other king. - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hi.

- Everything well? - Yeah. All great. All good.

Great. (CHUCKLES)

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Yeah. (LAUGHS MOCKINGLY) Shut the fuck up

and stop laughing. It's not a comedy night.

♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪

- God. (GASPS) Ow! Ooh, shoot. - (CROWD GASPING)

- Hey. Hey, honey. - SHIV: No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm fine.

Don't fucking touch me. (SIGHS)

Stop-- stop smiling!

ROMAN: No one comes in here.

♪ (GENTLE PIANO PLAYING) ♪

So, you're running the company.

Congratulations.

Yeah, yeah. Thank you. Great day. Great week.

(ROMAN SIGHS, EXHALES)

Did you know he did Sudoku?

KENDALL: Uh...

Yeah. Yeah, I guess...

he did them. I-- I think I-- I think I knew that.

(EXHALES)

(ROMAN CLEARS THROAT)

(QUIETLY) Oh, Jesus fucking Christ.

- You guys okay? - Yeah.

- KAROLINA NOVOTNEY: Yeah? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah. - Okay, yeah. I'm sorry

that we have to...

you know. But we are putting together the statement

- announcing you and... - (PILLS RATTLING)

...we'll go through all the biographical details

with your offices, and yeah, just wanted to check in

on Comms and PR.

And there's also a lot of quite difficult decisions, so...

Yes. I guess what we wanted to say

from a Comms point of view,

and listen, this is strictly Comms, but the markets

are gonna open on Monday.

And, um, there are a number of ways

to solidify your guys' position. Okay?

KAROLINA: When Logan was with us,

we did everything we could to burnish his reputation.

Now, you're taking over so we wanna do everything we can

to burnish your reputations.

Yeah. I guess there are two ways to go.

They're sort of...

Operation Embalm Lenin

or there's another way.

Yeah, for the first option, we, you know,

just put together a nice package of photos with you and your dad.

You're a safe pair of hands, mention the piece of paper.

And you're gonna follow what Logan Roy did to the letter.

Or there's a more complex, more fresh start.

Go on.

And this is, again, just a PR perspective, yeah?

There's gonna be an issue about your competence.

And so, maybe, if we stress, for example,

how involved you've already been previously.

So, toughest version, we say that he was...

losing his focus towards the end.

Okay. So, it's Operation Shit-On-Dad.

- No. - HUGO: Mm-mm.

- ROMAN: Yeah. Yes, it is. - No.

I think the piece of paper is strong.

KAROLINA: Okay.

You really think that people are gonna buy that

Dad was a fucking puppet?

KAROLINA: It's just an option, Roman.

Logan Roy was a great man.

However, lately, the people around him

have been making the big decisions.

His kids have been pulling the strings.

I mean, we can go as far as you like.

I wouldn't, but it is our job

to say that we could go to Connor's mom.

Physical and verbal abuse. The Kerry situation.

Okay. Well. That's-- All right. Okay? Yeah, I-- I-- I--

I do have, uh,

certain feelings of queasiness about, I guess,

shitting on our dad while he's still up at Frank E. Campbell's.

Yeah. Right now, I would say

considering our dad has just died,

we should maybe not shit on Dad.

Yeah. Thanks, Karolina.

You too, fuckface. But...

maybe don't bring us this disgusting shit ever again.

- Okay? - KAROLINA: Sure.

- ROMAN: Thanks, anyway. - HUGO: Understood. Understood.

- KAROLINA: Sorry. Thanks, Roman. - Thanks, Hugo.

- Mm-hmm. - Yep. Apologies.

(SIGHS)

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

(DOOR CLOSES)

- (SIGHS) - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(HUGO SNIFFS)

Hey, Hugo. Um...

You know the stuff?

What stuff?

The bad Dad stuff.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

It's what he would do. He'd want this for the firm.

Right. Okay.

So, action that. But soft, no prints.

Right. I mean, I don't wanna...

I'm a little concerned of freelance.

Can I get a sign off from Karolina and Roman?

No, pal. No. Down-low.

Just get on it.

Unless you want me to pull out the strap-on.

(SIGHS)

♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪