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(elevator dings)

(over TV) Good
evening. I'm Susan Vardy,

and in focus tonight,
an exclusive interview

with Waystar Royco
whistleblower James Weissel.

(both) Ooh.

Sexual exploitation,
violence, theft,

plus a host of other
crimes, all of it hidden

by cover-ups and corruption

- to avoid damaging headlines...
- Cha-ching.

- (chanting) Book deal, book deal!
- That's what my guest

alleges went on for
decades inside Brightstar,

America's second-largest
cruise line operator.

So, James, you witnessed
some terrible things at Brightstar.

What disturbed you the most?

(Weissel sighs) Well, Susan...

"Well, Susan,
I'm a piece of shit.

- I'm a weasel, and I'm scared."
- Brightstar Cruises was,

for decades, a cesspool
of mismanagement,

and millions and millions of
dollars paid out over decades

to cover up sexual
exploitation and harassment

by Brightstar
employees, and a lot of it

actually committed by the man
in charge, Lester McClintock.

- (Connor) Uncle Mo.
- Mo McClintock.

Who could forget our Mo?

(Weissel) Then you have
even more serious incidents

occurring outside
of US jurisdiction.

Guests overboard, injury,
and, uh, unexplained deaths.

(Susan) And what are you
saying about these incidents,

including passengers overboard?

- I don't know everything.
- (Greg) Oh.

- He doesn't know everything now.
- (Tom laughs)

But I know what
the stories were,

and I do know that
there was no appetite...

Yeah, where's the proof, Ruth?

Whatsoever from the
senior management

- for uncovering the truth.
- (Logan) Oh, yeah.

Yeah, who's backing
you, weasel? Hmm?

(Susan) You're saying
there were cover-ups?

(Weissel) Absolutely.

(Susan) And people, people
off the ship, the company HQ,

did they know this sort
of cover-up was going on?

Well, there was there a certain
amount of oversight. Um...

- Gerri Kellman...
- Gerri!

(Susan) Gerri Kellman, the
Waystar general counsel...

- (whoops) Gerri alert!
- (Weissel)...saying no bad PR

- was the priority.
- (Roman) Yeah, Gerri!

That senior management
was to be protected.

And that went on until Bill
Lockheart changed things up.

- Wow! Old Bill!
- (Susan) Bill Lockheart

was the then-head

- of parks and cruises.
- Fuck Bill.

(Weissel) Yeah, there
was a clean-up under Bill

- and he reported to Kendall Roy.
- (Greg) I liked Bill when we met him.

Ken!

(Weissel) You know, they
tried to clean things up.

And, uh, recently,
Tom Wambsgans...

(Roman) Wambsgans!

(Weissel) I believe he
tied off a lot of loose ends.

- Hey, bangin' on the Tom-Tom!
- (Susan) But getting into

the details a bit.

- Whoo! Tom!
- (Roman) Nope.

- Your mom and dad should be so proud.
- (Susan) You mentioned this phrase...

(chuckling) Yeah.

(Susan)...that occurred
many times in the shadow logs.

- "Shadow logs"!
- Incident NRPI.

Uh, yeah, that's...

Incident, No Real
Person Involved.

(Susan) Uh-huh. And
what does that mean?

(Weissel) That
means it's a sex worker

or a migrant worker
at a foreign port,

not involving a guest or a
permanent member of staff.

No real person involved.

And these shadow logs...

I can't watch any more
of this fucking bullshit.

- With the full record of these...
- Here you are, Connor.

- (Susan) Do you know where they are?
- (Weissel) No. No, I...

Dad, you okay?

It's bullshit! Clearly,
Sandy's backing him. Clearly.

With his buddy and his
six fucking shell companies.

Sick bastards who'd
fucking do and say anything.

Don't you think we
should watch, though,

so we can have a response?

I've got 50 fucking people
paid to watch this shit.

(Weissel) It's senior
management's duty to be in control...

(Logan) I don't need to see
this nonsense. We'll watch it later.

Of the people it employed.

Either they did
know, which is terrible,

or they didn't know,
which is an unconscionable

- lack of control.
- Uh-huh.

(Susan) Waystar representatives
declined to appear...

Oh. Huh.

But they did issue
a statement saying,

- "We are disappointed..."
- Okay, thanks for letting me know.

- Yeah.
- "...you have given airtime

to these recycled and
debunked claims..."

Fuck!

So... bad. Bad. But, uh...

Yeah, but not too bad?

Bad, I think. Very bad.

I would agree. Bad.

Yeah, obviously, it's
fucking bad, Frank,

we're talking here
about how bad.

Well, just from a PR perspective
I wouldn't want anyone

- to underplay how bad it was.
- (door opening)

(door closes)

These are the talking
points that we're hitting.

He's embittered.

He's the bad guy
covering his tracks.

No proof, no victim voices,
and nothing that new.

Want to hear what I think?

I think we say the truth.

That the senior cadre
here and the family

knew nothing of this.

(Logan) Mmm-hmm.

So we throw Mo
overboard. Mo, bad apple.

Jim Weasel, bad apple.

Spies a book deal. Sotto voce,
backed by Sandy and Stewy,

all corporate fuckery,
no real concern.

And in terms of historic shit?

I'm afraid we give up Bill.

Because he should have let
us know what he discovered,

rather than clean up
without telling us the details.

(Logan) Uh-huh.

I don't think there's
gonna be paper

that shows anything beyond Bill.

(Kendall) Yeah.

I mean, everyone
likes Bill, but...

- I like Bill.
- I mean, Bill tried to clean up.

I like Bill.

It seems like Bill is where
the buck stops, though, right?

(theme music playing)

(Roman) Do we kill Bill?

Yeah.

So...

I think I just turned down a
quarter of a billion dollars.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, I'm gonna... I'm
gonna make a drink.

Uh, I think... I
think I'm gonna...

(stuttering) I can drink
these drinks, right?

These are drinks for people?

Looks like there might be a
slight uptick in ticket sales.

- 'Cause Logan...
- (sighs heavily)

promised he'll
look after me, so...

A quarter of a billion?

(Greg) Mmm-hmm.

- Instead, you're trusting Dad?
- What?

No, I mean,

my grandpa changes his
mind a lot, so it's not final.

And plus, um, he's so sturdy.

Like, who knows how
long I might have to wait.

I'm good, anyway, 'cause, uh...

So, I was just talking to
my mom, and she said,

apparently, he'll leave
me five million anyway,

so I'm golden, baby.

(Connor) You can't do
anything with five, Greg.

Five's a nightmare.

Is it?

Oh, yeah. Can't retire,
not worth it to work.

Oh, yes. Five will
drive you un poco loco,

my fine-feathered friend.

Poorest rich person in America.

The world's tallest dwarf.

The weakest
strongman at the circus.

- (Tom) Mmm-hmm.
- (door opens)

Okay, Tom? Hey. We're done,
we have a strategy, come on.

Oh. Okay.

- Hey, Tom. You're famous.
- (Tom) Hey.

So, this isn't that different
from the magazine piece.

The strategy is,
we're letting Bill take it.

It went as far
as Bill. Kill Bill.

It'll blow over in 48 hours.

(Shiv) Uh, well, no.

I'm just off the
phone, and it's definite.

Either Gil or Gilliard are
going to call for hearings.

- Oh, fuck. What?
- (Frank) Oh, wait a minute. What?

Yeah, Senate Commerce.
Probably House, too.

The staff are huddled
on how to choreograph,

but after the interview,
they'll want to fast track

and roll it into the
tourism regulatory hearings

- they're cooking up, so...
- Yup, buckle up, folks.

We're going to get an invite
to the great national latrine.

See who wants to
take a public dump.

Yeah, Mr. Fuck is
going to Washington.

(Logan screaming) No! No!

I can't have this now!

He's right. Who, um...

Who will they want to testify?

Uh, well, they'll...
they'll want Dad.

Okay, now... But
we won't accept that.

Protect the egg chamber!

Karolina. Make some calls.

Our various friends.
Uh, the Florida gang.

See who can jam
this the fuck up.

(Karolina) Right.

I mean, to actually get
to the bottom of this...

(door closes)

we could argue
it would be better

to have people
who operationally...

We suggest... Gerri and Tom?

What?

You want to explain
your thinking, Hugo?

Look, I... I'm just
positing here, okay?

Sure, yeah, but you're
positing in my direction, so...

Yeah, it's just that General
Counsel is very compelling,

and you know
where the buck stops.

Right. And why Tom?

Tom can speak operationally.
And he got quite heavy play

in that interview.
Tom would be good.

Well, I... I see where you're
coming from, Hugo, obviously,

and I'd be happy to help.

We might be able
to slow it down,

but the Dems, they
are gonna push fast,

- and they're gonna push Logan.
- Do we just say "Fuck 'em"?

Fuck... Congress, Roman?

Yes, Shiv. Fuck Congress.
Have I shocked you?

(Frank) Uh, shareholder
meeting in two-and-a-half weeks.

I mean, we are unusually
subject to the vicissitudes

of public opinion.

Uh, I can translate. That's
Frank for "We're fucked."

I want your help.

Oh, yeah?

Someone needs to run
to the store for smokes?

This'll go on all night,

but it might not be okay.

It might not be okay?

Congress will
spook shareholders.

I'm on a knife's edge.

(grunts)

Ten bad minutes
on camera in D.C.,

that could be it.

The end.

The end? Come on.

I need you to chase down
the sovereign wealth money.

Okay. Right... Uh, I
mean, that's... It's, uh...

(chuckles) It's a cool idea,

but it's kind of a
stretch, you know?

That Central Asian money,

that's no strings,
fuckable dry powder.

Time out from
the responsibilities

of being a public company.

That's a fucking lifeline.

Can you do it?

- Can I do it?
- Uh-huh.

Um... (chuckles)

Fuck. Dad, I... I
want to say yes,

but I'll be honest, if
it's, like, really important,

I mean, I can say I
can do it, like, you know,

a fireman in a movie,

- but honestly, I...
- You act the fucknuckle,

but you know, people like you.

It's a really big
fucking deal to set up.

Yeah, anyone can do a deal.

It's getting the right
number from the right suit.

Getting your dick
in there is easy.

Getting them into
bed, that's hard.

For some.

You can do it.

Then, uh... yeah.

Sure, Dad, I got it.

- Keep me close.
- Okay.

Take Laird and
Karl. For the details.

Great, I'm on it.

Ooh, um...

Also...

just to... I don't know, check,

uh, Marcia? Is
she... upstairs, or...

Is that okay? Are you okay?

Do you have someone
that you can speak to about...

shit?

You want me to
speak to a shrink?

You know, you may
want to screw your mother,

but I am okay in that
department, thank you.

Great, well, it's just nice that
we can talk about these things.

I'm gonna go.

(pats thighs)

- (elevator dings)
- (stutters)

- (Roman) Oh.
- (Rhea) Hey.

- (Roman) Hello.
- Hey, you okay?

Oh, yeah. Great, yeah.
Off to Asia to get ten billion.

- Don't wait up, bye!
- Hey, how you doing?

Yeah. Worried I've
agreed to be CEO

of a dumpster fire
pirate death ship. You?

Yeah. Not worried. Sit. Sit.

- Right.
- (Logan sighs)

The magazine was
one thing but, uh, this?

I didn't know he
was gonna pipe up.

Yeah, I feel like I'm
your prophylactic.

A rubber you've slipped
on so I can protect you.

Rhea, that was not the idea.

I can see I fulfill a
useful role at this point,

a more respectable flavor,

secure votes from
shaky shareholders.

You're good.

A new broom.

You're golden.

It's fun to be the new bride.

Rearranging the
bachelor's apartment.

Putting flowers out.

It's just not nice to
think you might find

a corpse in the freezer,
you know, Bluebeard?

Rhea, they kept this from me.

- It's a rogue sicko. Trust me.
- Uh-huh.

Yeah... Uh-huh. Well...

By accident or design,

you have left me

- very little room to maneuver.
- (door opening)

Shall I... show my face?

Oh, that would be
very much appreciated.

- Rhea.
- (Rhea) Shiv.

Wow. Tough night.

- Great to have you coming in.
- Well, thank you.

Couldn't think of anyone
better to see us through.

(indistinct chatter)

Hey! What you
guys all doing here?

Is there a game on?

- (Kendall chuckling) Hey, Rhea.
- (Rhea chuckles)

Seriously...

that was a mountain
out of a molehill.

Everyone's saying it.

Hearings happen every day.

C-SPAN filler. So,
as I understand it,

we have nothing
to be guilty about,

and nothing to worry about.

So, yeah. I look forward
to, uh, getting more involved.

Toodle-pip!

- Thank you.
- They look scared.

- They're good.
- Hmm.

- Rhea, I've got it.
- (elevator dings)

- It's nothing.
- Look after yourself, okay?

(indistinct shouting)

It's good to see you, man.

And you know how
much I love the Hibs.

- The fucking Hearts.
- Hearts.

- Hearts.
- Yeah.

But fuck it, I'm just gonna
come right out and say it.

Okay.

Think there's any chance you guys
have the muscle to take us private?

Is that something that's
interesting to you and your dad?

- Yes.
- (Karl) Really?

Well, that's...

Yes, we're interested
in helping you go private.

- (Karl) Huh.
- Yeah.

We like it as part
of the portfolio,

and we like the news
expertise you can share.

- Great.
- (Laird) Okay.

Well, great.

Uh, you want...

Shall I call, uh,
Logan? Shall I get...

(Eduard) Can you do it, Rome?

Could you and your, uh...

your bum-boys here come
to Turkey, like, tomorrow?

- (Karl) Okay...
- And pitch to me and my dad?

Absolutely. I think we
can absolutely do that.

- Ain't that right, bum-boys?
- Uh-huh.

(Eduard) Azeri investment
conference in Bursa.

- (Roman) Mmm-hmm.
- Everyone will be there,

we can get into it.

Well, let's fucking
get into it. I can pitch.

- I'll pitch the fuck out of it.
- Mmm.

(indistinct shouting)

- (man) Nice, Paddy! Nice!
- (whistle blows)

(coach) Good session,
guys. I've got the lads here.

The owners are gonna want
to say a few words. All right?

Great session, guys.
And listen, for Saturday...

you have the ability,
you have the mentality.

Watch that press
doesn't leave you exposed

on the turnover, and you
fucking got this. Rome?

Uh, thank you. Yeah. Uh, hey.

Really proud to be
associated with you guys.

Uh, well, what the
fuck can I tell you

that you don't already know?

You... you got all this,
guys. Don't worry about it.

'Cause you guys are a
team, and, uh, when a team...

is a team... it can't actually
physically be beaten.

It's impossible.

So, go hard, go fast,
go, you lovely bastards.

- "Go, you lovely bastards"?
- I don't fucking know.

What the fuck am
I supposed to say?

I have no idea.

(protestors chanting)

(Laird) Do you want me to
give you 20 of my best minutes

on Turko-Azerbaijani relations?

Uh, what, the oil
pipeline cooperation,

the military and
diplomatic links,

- or the deeper cultural sympathies?
- Ah.

Hey, what's up?

Hey, how's Dad? Is he
okay? Is he... is he doing it?

(Shiv) Uh, yeah, we got them to
agree to Gerri and Tom up first,

on operational, and
then him with Ken.

How's selling the family cow
for magic beans? (chuckles)

Oh, yeah, yeah, that's right,
yeah, just a dipshit, a sex pest

and a Grand Old Duke of Dork
on a Central Asian vacation.

No, nothin' to see here, thanks.

(whispering) Oh, fuck.
Bill! What's Bill doing here?

Oh, no! Gerri, if
we're gonna kill Bill,

I don't want to see Bill.

Bill! Hey! Wow.

- Hey!
- (Gerri) Hey!

- (Tom) Bill!
- Gerri!

- Tom!
- Bill, Bill, Bill! Look at you!

What the fuck?
Are you appearing?

- No! God, no.
- Okay.

No, no. Hey, Magic
Johnson's still a Laker

even if he's not
on the team, right?

- (laughs) Yeah, right, okay.
- (laughter)

I live in Maryland.
Just thought I'd come in,

support the old gang.

Well, that's such
a nice gesture, Bill.

- (Bill) Yeah.
- (Shiv) Yeah.

- Great to see you.
- Yeah.

- I'm rootin' for ya out there!
- (Shiv chuckles)

Go get 'em, my friends.

- (Tom chuckling) Yeah.
- Tom.

- (Tom) Bill. Thanks.
- Gerri.

- (Bill) Good luck!
- (Shiv) Wow.

- (Tom) Wow.
- That's nice.

- That is nice.
- I mean, that is just... nice.

- Still.
- Adios, Bill.

Yeah, rest in peace, Billy boy.

(indistinct chatter)

Okay, folks. All
right. Here we go.

"Are you now, or
have you ever been,

a member of the Cruise Dirty
Sex Fuck Cover-up Party?"

(Rhea) How's the link?

We can hear you,
Rhea, thank you.

(Rhea) Great.

- (Hugo) Good, good, good.
- (Shiv) Oh, my God.

Hey, Gerri, do you wanna...
Can I... can I do one more?

Do you wanna do... one
more round? Just one?

Tom, you've done the prep.

You are murder-boarded
to death, okay?

- I know, I know. I know.
- Can you stop angsting?

- You're angsting me.
- Okay. Okay.

(Hugo) Just remember,
it is not a courthouse.

It is a stage. Okay?
Anything goes. Filibuster.

Every minute you're speaking,
you're stealing from them

and their horseshit.

Eat, eat, eat those
dangerous fucking minutes.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- You bet. Okay.
- Got it.

You guys got this. It's a cinch.

- Okay?
- (Tom) Yeah.

Just let the training kick in.

And maybe just try to enjoy it?

Yeah. Thanks, Greg. Thanks.

- (man) Oh, we're on, guys. Let's go.
- (Hugo) All right,

- here we go. Yes.
- This is it?

- (Shiv clears throat) Right. Sure.
- (man) It's time.

- (Hugo) You're gonna do great.
- (Tom) Okay.

- (Gerri) Ready?
- Okay. Come here.

- (Hugo) Good luck, everybody.
- You're good.

- (Tom) I know. Good, yeah?
- Let's go.

- (Hugo) Let's do this.
- (Shiv) All right.

(Tom) Go team.

- (indistinct chatter)
- (camera shutters clicking)

(inaudible)

The Committee on Commerce,
Science, and Transportation

will come to order.

We welcome everyone
to today's hearing

on corporate abuses in
the Brightstar cruise lines.

Just look at the cash
flow. We are undervalued.

I think tech just had
everybody shitting their pants

about legacy media, but
really, the wheel turns.

And most tech is overvalued.

We're profitable.
We're real money.

This is a tremendous
opportunity.

This is once-in-a-lifetime.

You get to buy into
the US media landscape

at the very top. The very top.

(whispering indistinctly)

Well, it's a lot of debt, right?

Are you sure you
can bring it together?

(chuckles)

Absolutely sure.

Jaime here is the
fucking master of leverage.

He has structured some of
the biggest LBOs in history.

- Right?
- Guilty as charged.

- (door opens)
- (indistinct chatter)

(Roman) Yeah, besides, we'd, um,

have a decent
amount of equity in this

and not something of any

concern. Hello?

Um...

Are they with you?

We...

(indistinct murmuring)

The, uh... the guy in the
black vest has a gun just here.

(indistinct whispering)

Dave? We're good, right?

- It's good?
- Yeah. Hey, we're good, we're good.

- Okay.
- But, uh...

we're all gonna go with
these gentlemen now, okay?

We're all gonna...
go? (chuckles)

- Uh...
- Yes.

Uh, no. I don't think...
(stammering) Is this...

These gentlemen
are who, exactly?

- (Eduard) We'll go with them, it's fine.
- (Roman) Dave?

Okay... Uh, Dave? Uh,
Dave... just walked out.

- Dave just walked out.
- Yes. We'll go with them now.

Okay. Can I just ask
what this is in regards to?

Is this about the meeting?
It's a business thing?

- Uh-huh.
- Okay, and my security guy,

Dave, he just walked out.
Can I ask where Dave went?

Dave's... Dave's not coming.

- Oh, Dave's not coming.
- Yeah. Uh...

Um, I would... I would actually
really like for Dave to come.

Dave's downstairs,
we'll go without him.

- Please, gentlemen...
- Uh, Dave!

Uh, there's a
concern about Dave.

It's a security risk here, so
we're better with these guys.

Okay? It's, uh, all good.
Everything is under control.

There could be a situation,

but luckily, we're
being looked after.

Oh, we're being
looked after. That's nice.

Laird, let's get...
let's get Dave.

- (Kadir) We need to go.
- (Roman) Yeah.

(Roman) Oh... Oh!

- (Roman) Protocol, he took my phone.
- Hey!

(Roman) And I can't
contact my security.

(Karl) Yep, yep, yep, yep.

(Eduard) It's... It's fine.
Don't worry about it.

Senator Eavis, you have
five minutes for questions.

Mr. Wambsgans, I hope
I'm saying that correctly.

Just some background.
Mr. Lester McClintock.

You accept he offered jobs

to young women who
would sleep with him?

Uh, that does
seem to be the case.

Um, but the... the
company wasn't aware,

and obviously, that was
sometime before my time, um...

However, Bill, uh, Lockheart,

- my predecessor...
- Uh-huh.

But within the upper echelons
of the firm and the family,

Lester was commonly
known as Mo. Is that correct?

I... I don't... I'm a
relative newcomer.

This email, you call Lester
McClintock "Mo." Why?

Uh, I guess... I think
it was just a nickname.

(Gil) Mmm-hmm.

You call him "Mo"
over 30 times in emails

to family and colleagues,
but you never use it

in the items of correspondence
sent to him privately,

for instance, during
his illness. Why not?

- Senator, I don't know.
- You don't know?

He was called Mo, but
always behind his back.

(Tom) Um...

I'd... I'd have to look
at the, uh, emails.

I... I never thought about it.

Lester's nickname was
Mo. Mo Lester. Molester.

- That never came up?
- (indistinct murmuring)

(Tom) Senator, I think, uh...

(chuckles nervously)

I guess maybe he was, uh, a
little creepy-seeming perhaps.

(Gil) Well, you
were right there.

But just because we...
He was called Mo Lester,

doesn't... didn't mean...

(chuckling) It was
just an off-color joke.

You know?

That was 100% based on truth.

But of all the many, many
people who called this molester...

"Mo Lester," not one of
them had the slightest idea

that he actually was a molester.

I mean, you could see how
that stretches our credulity.

Yes, Senator, I can see that.

Uh, I think he just seemed
a bit like one, maybe.

But we didn't know anything.

Well, if he seemed
a little bit like one,

don't you think it behooved
the people in charge

- to find out if he was one...
- Oh, my...

before you sent him out
on ships full of young women

and vulnerable old
and young guests?

Oh, fuck!

- (indistinct chatter)
- Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!

This isn't business, is it?

(Karl) No, it is not
very business-y.

(Roman) Oh, shit!

- Hey.
- Don't worry, this is all normal.

Yeah, great, 'cause this feels
super fucking normal, man.

Is this... Are these terrorists?

And where's my fucking
security guy? Where's Dave?

It, uh... it's just an...

an administrative
action function.

Yeah, good, great.
And what exactly...

Hey, look at that.

Guy not being allowed to
leave the hotel, at gunpoint.

- That's...
- (Laird) Oh, Christ.

- An administrative action function.
- Yeah.

This is gr... What...
what is that?

There's just like, um,
a gathering here now,

of us and some other
investors and so on, and...

- And men with guns, yeah?
- Yep, yep.

Their guys are
some kind of, um...

anti-corruption kind of
guys, and they're like...

- It's like their conference...
- Really?

Or party, and...

we're all invited.

Okay, well, that's nice,
but what if we, you know,

what if we don't
wanna go? Is that cool?

- (clattering)
- (woman yells)

Okay.

It's the... it's the kind of
party where you have to go.

- (Laird) Oh, I see.
- It would be... rude.

Okay. Well, I mean, I
guess I don't mind being, like,

a little, tiny bit rude.

Let me direct your attention

to document 16 of
the blue-tabbed packet.

Document 16... of the blue?

- It suggests that there were over...
- (whispering) Document 16.

40,000 electronic records

and paper documents
from the period

which we're interested in,
that were not available to us.

Uh, yes,

unfortunately, it seems
that there are a great many

of these documents
that were destroyed

in the, uh, course of
normal data management

and corporate housekeeping.

So, there was not
a targeted cover-up?

The hard drives that were wiped?

Uh, it's a normal
practice, as I understand it.

Um, I'm not an IT expert.

But on Thanksgiving last year,
it seems that a number of boxes

were targeted specifically.

I'm not aware of that.

Well, if you'll look at item 34,

it suggests boxes
2918 to boxes 3125...

are now empty.

Uh, they were
full back in August,

but when they were subpoenaed,
they were apparently unavailable,

and in the interim,
they were signed out.

And if you look at the
ledger, packet 15B,

by a Gregory Hirsch.

Is that someone known
to you, Mr. Wambsgans?

Uh, no. No, sorry.

- "No"?
- "No"? "No," Tom?

Hmm?

(inaudible)

Oh, yes, yes. Sorry, yes.
Known... known to me.

- Yes. In that sense, yes.
- In what sense?

Uh, in the sense that, uh...

that... what I understood
that you meant...

What did you think I meant?

That... Um, I knew of him,

but no, no, I know... I
know him. And his face.

Mmm-hmm.

Do you know what is special

about the hours between
3:00 a.m. and 5:00 a.m.

- on the night of March 12th?
- Uh, no, sir.

That was the only two-hour
period in which you did not send

an email to
Mr. Hirsch with the title,

"You Can't Make a Tomlette
Without Breaking Some Greggs."

You sent the same email to
him 67 times in one evening.

I guess it was a
joke. (chuckles)

Right. I wonder, do the
phrases "human furniture"

or "footstooling"
mean anything to you?

Not that I'm conscious of, no.

Have you ever used
another human being

as a footstool, Mr. Wambsgans?

I... Senator, I use
a variety of, um,

target-oriented, um, incentives
to enhance optimal performance.

(indistinct murmuring)

I yield back the
balance of my time.

What is it like to be married
to a man with two assholes?

(female
senator)...reconvene shortly.

If I was to give
Tom a letter grade,

I'd give him a B-plus
for "bad plus terrible."

That was all fucking me.

They hit me from
every fucking side!

- It's okay. Tom, you did good.
- Oh.

I didn't get enough
resources spent on me.

Okay, what the fuck is going on?

I'm getting... I was fucked
from every direction!

- Are you fucking me, Shiv?
- Tom!

Huh? I'm the patsy, I'm
the meat in the sandwich.

- (Shiv) Sit down.
- Gerri is the bulletproof monk.

Kendall and Logan in reserve.

I'm the meat in the
fucking sandwich.

(Shiv) Hey, calm down.

Oh, fuck. Fuck. Oh,
fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

- (Hugo) Okay.
- Oh, fuck.

Guys, everything is fine.
Nothing bad is happening here.

(Greg) Oh, man. Oh, my God.

Ah.

Fuck, man, I just turned
down a quarter of a billion,

and now I'm going to jail forever,
'cause of this fucking guy, man!

- This fucking...
- (Tom yells indistinctly)

You. Outside.

- He...
- Out-fucking-side, now!

(Greg) Unbelievable.

Shiv, is there any
way we can find out

what's coming
down the pipe at us?

Because, uh, much more of
that, and we're fucking toast.

All of a sudden,
Sandy and Stewy are...

looking pretty good
to the shareholders.

He's right. Maybe it's time
to drop some of our research.

(Shiv) I'll see what I can do.

(Kendall) Jess, will
you keep an eye on...

- You?
- Okay. Sorry.

What a shit show.

What a fucking shit show.

So... Yeah. Just
wondered if I could say hi.

Anyone see you come in?

You're pretty regular
on ATN these days,

I notice. How are
you liking that?

It's got its advantages,
its disadvantages.

- Uh-huh.
- They love the ratings.

Yeah, right.

So, I feel like after
everything we did together,

there's some residual good will?

Okay, look, meeting over.

We're not gonna soft-peddle,
Shiv. Great to see you.

I'm not asking, I'm giving.

- What?
- Just a favor.

We've been digging,
and I'd like to help.

I still think that Gil
is a great candidate,

and I would hate for you
to make fools of yourselves.

Says the person whose
husband was just called,

"A smirking block
of domestic feta,"

- by The Atlantic.
- Weissel, the weasel.

You want the dirt?

No, Shiv, we don't need your
shit-talking background briefing,

but thank you.

He's dodgy as fuck.

Lost joint custody of his
kids, substance abuse issues,

done for soliciting prostitutes.

He's not exactly
your Snow White,

- he's your Blow White.
- Uh-huh. Not interested.

This meeting never happened.

Okay. On Mo and James
Weissel, you can go to town.

And if you're
looking for a scalp,

we're willing to give up Bill.

So, if you want the easy
win, go for Bill, and we'll fold.

Okay? And then we can
keep the invites to ATN flowing

and the snipers trained
on your primary rivals.

I'm sorry. Tell your
dad it's not personal.

We've just got something
really, really good now,

much better than Weissel.

Bullshit. How much better?

I'll give you a clue.
It actually rhymes

very precisely with
"You're fucked."

(Kendall) What is it?
Let's go through it again.

(woman) No direct knowledge.

- No direct knowledge.
- (woman) Full cooperation.

Okay, hey. Hey. Guys, listen up.

Hey. We have a problem.

They have someone
else for later in the week

who could probably kill us.

- (Logan) Who?
- (Kendall) Wait a minute.

A victim. Used to
work under Lester,

ex-entertainment
manager, Kira someone?

Also knows a bunch of
victims personally, and details.

Feels personally responsible.
They're prepping her.

- Oh, fuck! Fuck!
- (Shiv) Yeah.

If she comes out,
and the NDAs domino,

I don't think...
I think that's it.

Hey, just wanted
to say, "Good luck."

Uh, we got an incoming bogey.

- Where is she now?
- I... That's all I know.

Oh, uh, they got her
through Senator Gilliard,

- who you know, right, Rhea?
- A little.

But what is this?

This, uh... This
supposed victim...

Do you think... Is it
possible? Could we see...

You know, could we meet
up with her, you know?

Talk? You know, find
out what she wants?

- Apologize?
- What?

Oh, come on.

We... we gotta try.

Whether it's true or not,
it changes the narrative.

One of you.

Both of you.

Please.

Guys, it's almost time.
They're heading back in.

So, we gotta get
this show on the road.

One last time, just in
case they're super-direct,

did you, Logan Roy,
witness any assaults

on your ships or
take part in them?

I'm not gonna answer a
fucking question like that.

- I, uh, thought that's just a "No."
- Yeah.

I'm not dignifying that fucking
question with an answer.

You can both fuck off.

- Okay.
- Is he okay?

Low blood sugar.

Could you give him a
chocolate suppository?

Just, uh, slip a
Snickers bar up there?

(indistinct chatter)

(camera shutters clicking)

Don Grundham.

- Oh.
- Institute for a Competitive America.

- Oh, hello.
- Keep fighting the good fight.

You got a lot of Con-heads
out here pullin' for ya.

- Con-heads?
- Yes.

That's fantastic.
May I use that?

- Sure.
- All right, God bless you, sir.

- Thank you.
- "Con-heads."

(Roman) I spy with my little
eye something that begins with H.

- (Laird) Hostages.
- (Roman) You are smart, aren't you?

Well, that game
didn't take us too far.

That was like 30
seconds. Marry, fuck, kill?

Marry, fuck, kill...
The executive floor.

- Executive floor.
- Mmm-hmm.

- (Karl) Hmm.
- (Laird) Uh...

I'd kill Ray.

- Of course.
- Fuck Elsa.

- (Roman)
- Marry Gerri.

- Gerri?
- Yeah.

- Marry Gerri?
- Well, it's a small pool.

You'd marry Gerri?

- You sick fuck. Gerri?
- (chuckling) Yeah.

You like Gerri?

Oh, that's hilarious.
You're fucking disgusting.

- Gerri?
- (chuckling)

(Roman) Ugh.

Hot. Ugh.

Karl, what about you?

- Look, full disclosure?
- Yeah?

I am, um, currently
having a panic attack.

Could I sit there?
Do you mind, Laird?

- Sure.
- (Roman) Really?

- (Karl) Mmm-hmm. God...
- You seem... kind of the same.

- You okay, man?
- (Karl) Yeah.

- Up you go. On the floor.
- (Roman) Oh. Okay. Oh, Jesus.

Guys?

Where do you think
they're taking them?

It doesn't look
like they're going

- for a tour of the spa.
- Oh, fuck!

Let me tell you...
tell you something.

- My advice...
- (Roman) Yeah?

Just don't look at anything.

'Cause if you don't look,
then you're not a witness.

And if you're not a
witness, you know.

(Roman) Yeah. Just
take it easy, man.

Just take it easy. You
don't have... It's okay.

(Roman) God.

- (Laird) Hey.
- (Karl) Oh, my God.

- (Roman) Hey.
- (Laird) Hey.

(Roman) How we, uh...

- How we doin'?
- Good. Good, man.

- (Karl) Good.
- All good.

So, (clears throat) my president's
daughter's husband has asked him

to take closer control
of some key assets.

It's anti-corruption, but
a bit of a power grab.

Some Turkish acquiescence,
but it's all in play.

And can I ask, not to
make this all about us,

but are they going to
shoot us at any point?

I'm also intrigued
on that point.

No one is getting shot.

Look, it's complicated,
but with, uh, Zeynal here...

- (Roman) Mmm-hmm - there
is some interest in the deal.

The deal... Um, okay,
the deal. Yeah. Great.

So, one query they
wanted some clarity on was

how could we... how could
they be sure their investment

wouldn't be blocked
by your government?

Well, okay, it wouldn't.
My father has a lot of sway.

I mean, he can't lock his
opponents up in a hotel,

but, well, he kinda could.

Okay, and, uh, you're the target

- of another bid?
- (Roman) Yes.

Isn't that a problem?

That is not a problem
at all. If the price is right,

we are fully confident that
we can reach a settlement

before the shareholder meeting.

(Laird) Okay.

Okay, well, that
went great. (chuckles)

- Yeah. That's... great.
- (Karl) Really hope so.

Yeah. I mean, should we see

if any of the other
hostages want to cut a deal?

This could be a
bumper time for us.

(Rhea sighs)

Well, this doesn't feel great.

No. No, soft skills,
lady-duty shit-work.

Not great at all.

Senators, when I read
of the abuses of power

alleged in my cruise division...

Well... that was the
worst day of my life.

To think bad things
might have gone on

without my knowledge.

And frankly...

I don't know if I'll
ever forgive myself.

But we will investigate,
and we will make sure

every victim is compensated,
and every act of wrongdoing...

punished to the
full extent of the law.

I just hope, so help me God,
you believe me when I say that.

Thank you very much.

Fuck, yeah.

Senator Eavis? Time is yours.

Thank you, Madam Chairwoman.

Emerson said, "Every institution
is the shadow of a single man."

At Waystar, that man
is Logan Roy, isn't he?

Well, I'm, uh... (chuckles)

I'm certainly not gonna
argue with Mr. Emerson.

Your cruises run for profit,
your news runs for profit.

Is that any way to
keep the life blood

of a democracy going,

by using news as your
own personal ATM?

Uh, if... if I may.

Um...

I think you might be under
a misapprehension, Senator.

In this country, all news,

from The Times to the
supermarket tabloid,

is for profit, sir.

We don't have a state
media. As I'm sure you know,

you'd have to go to
China or Russia for that.

- Ooh, snap! Snap on Gil!
- We don't have a state media yet...

Have we got that, Karolina?

Let's get the surrogates
prepped with that line.

They call Gil "Meth-Head Santa"
because he so rarely delivers.

What I'm getting
at, is it any surprise

that, uh, exploitation
and cover-up runs rife

at your cruise division?

I mean, exploitation is at

the heart of your
business model.

Well, I... I would, of
course, disagree, but, uh...

but in terms of the historic...

historical...

historic charges of
practice... malpractice, um...

Mr. Logan Roy, what
did you personally know

about the operation of
a system of obfuscation

of wrongdoing in
your cruise division...

by means of the
keeping of shadow logs?

At that point, I believe
my son was across

- that operation, right?
- (Gil) At which point?

At the point he was across
entertainment operations.

You can talk to him.

Mr. Kendall Roy, then.

- Tell us about the shadow logs.
- (Kendall) Okay, you know what,

I'm sorry, Madam Chairwoman,
can I... can I speak for a moment?

Because you know, I'm
here in good faith today,

I'm very willing to talk you,
Senator, and this committee

through our operations,
but, uh, let's cut the BS,

shall we? Because it seems
to me that this investigation, uh,

is not about proper oversight

of the cruise industry
codes and standards,

or some highly regrettable
but isolated incidents

from nearly two decades ago.

What this feels to me it's about

is your personal
dislike of my father,

and your ideological
hatred of his newspapers

and his news channels,
and in particular,

of the, uh, success
story which is ATN,

on which you've
appeared, I think, 14 times

in the last four
months, Senator.

(Gerri) Good, good, good.

Senator Eavis, it seems to me

that since you don't
agree with us ideologically,

that nothing we can
say will be enough,

no groveling will be low enough,

and as much as you
like to accuse us of bias,

uh, today, you're
the one with the bias.

So, I say go ahead. Hit
us as hard as you can.

We can take it. We
have nothing to hide.

(Shiv) So, she's
expecting us, yeah?

Look, I'm not going in.

Seriously? You're... (chuckles)
You're leaving it to me?

Siobhan, you don't
have to do this.

If she speaks and
she's compelling...

then that's it for my
family's company.

So... yeah.

I do have to.

Thanks, Rhea.

(car door closes)

Thank you so much for your time.

Mr. Roberts. We can
now slip into something

a little bit more comfortable.

- A warm bath.
- I already feel better.

And I want to say right off,
for the record, gentlemen...

I like you.

I'd like to have a
drink with both of you.

And I have taken one of
your cruises with my wife

and it was, frankly, delightful.

Well, thank you,
Senator, that's very kind.

No, no. Careful!

(chuckles)

Hi. Hi, Shiv Roy.
Thank you for seeing me.

I just wanted the
opportunity to say hello.

And I want to say I realize

this is an incredibly
difficult situation,

so I want you to know
I deeply appreciate you

- taking the time.
- Right. Um...

I'm not sure I should... I... I
thought this was gonna be

- a very unofficial thing with Rhea?
- Uh-huh.

- Yeah.
- This feels very different.

No, she's busy. Uh...
but she will join later on.

- I...
- Right. I... (stutters)

I just don't know if
I feel comfortable.

But I'm not here to
stop you testifying.

- Sure.
- Yeah.

And I'm... I'm not here
to offer you anything.

I'm here to listen, and
to try to understand.

Just trying to understand what
we did wrong and how I can fix it.

Well, it's a very convenient
time to show up...

wanting to understand.

(Shiv chuckles)

I think you're brave.

Well, thank you.

Honey, no. No, get
down. Don't go too high.

Come here! Come here!

What? Oh, my God!

- There we go!
- (Shiv chuckles)

(Shiv) Oh, wow.
These just kill me.

- (chuckles)
- I know. Come on...

You know, look. Um...

My dad... My dad, a
couple months ago,

you know, he screwed me over.

He made me an
offer that wasn't real.

And he's a serial liar.

And I'm gonna be
very frank with you,

my cards on the table,
I don't trust him. Okay?

Your firm has been very tough.

Yeah, too fucking right.

- Harassment?
- Yeah.

Visits at night,
turning up at work.

Weird email stuff. I mean,
I... don't want to accuse you...

No, it's perfectly possible.

Yeah, I mean, it's
out-sourced security,

so who... Who knows
what could be happening?

It's probably worse
than you think.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

But hey, you should
be safe from all that now.

You've got the whip
hand. Now, they're scared.

I don't think that stuff will
happen to you anymore.

You don't think?

Being honest, I don't know.

But... it would look bad.

You've broken ranks,
you're in a new category.

Uh-huh.

But, look... I wanna clean up.

I need it all out there.

- Sure.
- Yeah, no, I do.

I wanna fire these bastards.
And I want you to help me.

Sure.

Well, I guess, you
know, the only question

I would have for you is just...

is this... this, you
know, the right forum?

Okay, here it comes.

Nope, honestly?
A better question.

(inhales deeply)

What do you actually
want to happen?

I want people to hear
what Lester was like.

How he treated me
and other women.

I want the Hewson
story to come out.

How she went overboard,

and there was no rescue attempt,

because they thought
it was a stowaway.

"No real person involved."

Right.

Hey, you want to sit down?

I mean, the good thing is,

you're gonna have a lot
of people on your side.

Who will... who will sing your
name, and back you up, and...

Yeah.

(Shiv chuckles)

But the other people?
You know, the other side?

Normal people,
they will doubt you.

They'll say terrible things.

They'll call you a slut,

and a whore, and
a money-grubber.

Your life is gonna
get ripped apart.

Your home, you'll
want to move out.

For two or three days, you're
gonna be kind of famous,

but then the caravan moves on.

I just think it's
what I have to do.

Yeah, true. No, I
get it. That's good.

But from tomorrow,
that's... all you'll ever be.

To your grandkids, to the
people you meet on vacation.

When they google you, yeah?

Pages and pages
of filth and lies.

First line of your
obituary. Last line.

Uh-huh.

So, what is it that
you are trying to get?

Because money...

money you can have.

That's easy. Book deal.
Interview appearances.

We will give you
millions of dollars...

and I will destroy the men
who ran that dirty operation.

I will kill them for
what they've done.

And I want you to help me.

We will be the best,
cleanest operation in the world

because of you, if
you help me do this.

Would you help me?

Well, it... it sounds...

Can I trust you?

No. No, actually, no.

Kira, you're in a shitstorm
of conflicting interests here.

You can't trust anyone.
You just have to be smart.

So, listen to everyone
and make an assessment.

'Cause frankly, I want
what's best for me.

But the other people?

The folks who want you
to get up there tomorrow,

and get pulled apart? They
want what's best for them.

You need to think about
what's best for you, huh.

(Roman moaning)

- Hey. Hey!
- (Roman) Mmm-hmm.

(Laird) Hey, Roman.

- (Roman) What?
- (Laird) Wake up.

(Roman) Hey!

- Good, everything good?
- All good. All good.

(door opens)

Hello. Hi.

I'm so sorry.

Foreign nationals,

- please identify yourselves.
- (Karl whispering) Oh, my God.

- (Roman) Oh, fuck.
- (Laird) What do you think?

I don't know. I feel
like, traditionally,

Americans don't usually
fare well at this point.

I don't know. What
do you think, Karl?

- Oh, fuck.
- Just do what he says.

(Roman) Yeah, okay. Um...

- Roman Roy?
- Yup.

Follow me, please.

- (Eduard) Good luck.
- Yeah. Uh...

Good luck to you, too.

- Go, Hi... Hearts.
- Go, Hearts.

Anyway, thank
you for your support.

- You got it. All the time.
- (indistinct chatter)

- (Kendall) Yes?
- Great job.

- Thank you.
- I salute you, sir.

- Thank you, Senator.
- Excellent job.

- Thank you.
- Excellent.

- (Bill) Here, here.
- Cheers, Bill.

- Well done.
- (applause)

Lovely to reconnect
with the gang.

I appreciate your support, Bill.

Are you kidding?
So many memories.

I should write a book. I
could. I've got the diaries.

(chuckling) But
no time. No time!

(Bill chuckles)

You okay?

- You... did great.
- Thank you.

It must've been tough, but
you did it, she dropped out.

"Personal reasons."
Yeah, you did good.

Thank you.

(Logan) So, are you okay, kiddo?

Yeah.

Yeah, good.

You, uh...

You feeling... feeling okay?

I'm, uh... I'm sorry
if it was rough.

No, it was... it was
fine. We're good.

It's all good.

Hey, Logan? Rhea's here,
but she... she wants a word.

Okay.

- You remember Naomi Pierce?
- Yeah, yeah.

- She came down to...
- Hi

to support us.

Hey.

Ah.

So, as you know, I didn't go in.

Yeah, yeah. No,
it's fine. Shiv's tough.

Look. Will you tell
me what happened?

You can ask me anything.

No. I don't know what to ask.

You tell me.

Well, it's all... You know.

It goes a long way back.

Did you... did you
ever have an editor

who put a hand up a sweater?

Well, things were done
differently in those days.

I can't fly blind.

Was Lester McClintock
a friend of yours?

No, I wouldn't say
he was a friend, no.

You once told me
he was a close friend.

- You told me that.
- Well...

friend, close friend,
colleague, I don't know.

It's kind of a
superpower, isn't it?

If you can lie to someone
like that... to their face.

I mean, I know you're lying,

but I still find you very
plausible and appealing.

I misspoke.

Uh-huh.

Forgive me.

But there are some things
that went on from time to time,

and I just wanted
to protect you.

- I don't need your protection.
- Well, you know, as the next CEO,

it might be wise to keep
clean of certain areas.

I've been thinking about that.

I'm not sure it
works any longer.

So, what do you want?

I'm not sure I want
to work for you.

Fine, you've got
me over a barrel.

You know it, I know it,
so tell me what you want

- and let's get into it.
- You don't understand.

I'm out. I don't want
to be part of this.

Oh, come on.

Fuck off!

Little Miss Prim.

You knew.

You know who I am.

I think it's changed.

In the details.

You don't walk over details.

I can't see the
bottom of the pool.

(stutters) I don't know if
you care about anything.

- And that scares me.
- Oh, yeah.

Fucking words. Fucking words.

Come on. Stay!

(chuckles)

(sighs)

I could always
find someone else.

You know you're fungible.

I am not fungible.

Oh, yes, you are.

You're as fungible as fuck.

Fine.

Then funge me.

Go ahead.

Try.

Rhea.

Kendall Roy served
self-satisfied hypocrites

on the senate commerce committee
a healthy portion of reality pie today

when he delivered them
a takedown for the ages.

Democrats on the committee
had worked themselves...

- So...
- Into a fit of phony outrage

- over historic corporate...
- Rhea's gone?

- But they made a fatal miscalculation.
- Yep.

She can't hack the hate.

Well, she can fuck off

and enjoy her lily-white,
chicken-flesh conscience

working for a fucking
phone company.

(scoffs) Yeah.

Yeah, well, maybe.

Yeah, but do
you think that's it?

If Kira holds, and we kill Bill,
do you think we're through?

Honestly?

No. Not with the shareholders.

I'm afraid this Kendall
stuff won't play.

They're a little more...

fucking vegetarian.

No?

No.

(Kendall on TV) Yes. Yes.

He came out like a
fighter, but I'm hurt.

We're hurt.

And Bill's on maneuvers.
He won't go quietly.

No, no, no. Bill's
not the answer.

We need something big.

Yeah...

Time for a blood sacrifice.

(anchor) Tell it like it
is, Kendall Roy. I see...