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Mina?

Ducky, please open the door.

Please don't call me that.

No, get out! Out! Out of my room!

I need to talk to you.

Hey.

I’m sorry.

Hey.

For the first five years of your life,

you were attached to my lap.

And then you'd cry and cry and cry

whenever anyone tried to separate us.

I have no memory of ever loving you.

The captain's bringing up the anchor.

Checks complete.

The guests are partying below deck.

He is an Englishman!

For he himself has said it

And it's greatly to his credit!

He is an Englishman!

He is an Englishman!

Look at how spectacular this all is.

Let's not spoil it by fighting.

Forgive me.

Please?

You're still hard.

You wanted me to see it.

What are you talking about?

You wanted me to walk in on that.

'Cause you wanted me to see you.

You did it in my room!

You wanted me to see you with her.

Do you think that woman,

that fucking girl, enjoyed that?

Do you think she liked doing that
with you?

"Happy is the horse

that bears the weight of Anthony..."

Yeah, and how much did you pay her then?

Oh, I never pay.

Please!
Your entire fucking life is a transaction!

Of course you paid.
No one would fuck you for free.

All right, then.

I paid her enough not to care
that when I came in her mouth,

- I came like a fucking bull!
- Do you have any idea

how badly you have failed as my father?

Does that even make you fucking think?

It was the fucking '90s!

You're a fucking worm.

And you, look at you prancing around

in your little bikinis
with everyone's eyes

looking at you like a fucking whore!

There it is.

There it fucking is.

Every relationship that I have with a man

is so fucked up because of you.

Because you are an animal!

The way you let your friends look at me!

The way you look at me.

Because that's all you have, Yasmin.

That's all you are.

And I may be old and lonely
and fucking finished,

but you, you're young,

and you've got
to live the rest of your life

with the single, inviolable fact

that you are spectacularly talentless!

I speak seven fucking languages!

What?

I wish you would die.
I wish you would die.

It would be the most meaningful thing
you've ever done.

Well, maybe I will.

Go on. Fucking do it, then.

Maybe I fucking well will!

Yas!

Yasmin! Yasmin!

This isn’t funny. Tell them to stop.

Fucking done my leg!

My hip!

Fucking help me!

Yasmin! Stop fucking around.

Help me!

Fuck! Fucking come here!

Dad! Dad!

Dad!

Stop fucking around!

Yas!

Fuck!

How long have you been in here?

Bro, the guy with the bowling ball gut

in the Speedo was, like...

feeding me cocaine

and talking to me like I was
one of the “link in bio” girls.

I swear to fuck, I don't know
how you live through this.

Honestly, we need to get to dry land.

It's, like, un-fucking-comfortable.

Yas?

Hey, what's wrong?

I...

He...

He jumped.

- Who? Who jumped?
- We were moving really fast.

Like, really fast.
There was just nothing...

There was nothing I could have done.

Who jumped? Who jumped?

My dad! My dad!

I left my dad in the water.

Do you mean when we left an hour ago?

You didn’t tell the captain?

Do you wanna turn around?

Did anybody see you?

I... I don’t think so.

No, it was-- we were upstairs.

And it was... It was really loud

down...

We're gonna take care of it.

Okay?

Yas, we had a party in your cabin.

Just me and you, okay?

I’m with you, I’m right here.

It’s okay, it’s all right.
You get in the shower now.

Okay.

That’s all right?

You need to come back to me now, okay?

Because if you go out there like this,
people will start asking questions.

Okay?

I'm gonna take this off, is that okay?

Yes? Okay.

Are you with me?
Can you nod if you can hear me?

Yes? Yeah?

I wanna see him.

With respect, he won't be recognizable.

Can you leave me with him?

Thank you.

There were no personal effects,
apart from his ring.

If you'd like it, we may need
to brutalize the body.

Why are you whispering?

He can’t fucking hear you.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I'll take everything.

James.

Hi, Harper Stern. We...

We met at that Lansons'
Young Asset Manager breakfast.

Right, yeah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Bellini's and bullshit.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry we didn't get to speak properly.

Had a productive chat with Petra.

Do you work around here?

No. I made the regrettable Covid decision
to move to Bruton

'cause "How To Spend It" told me to.

Imagine if you hadn't scaled
back your Lumi exposure,

you would have to sell at least
one of your three pied-à-terres.

I downsized to two when my wife died.

Oh, I'm sorry.

What for? It wasn't your fault.

Unless you drove the bus that hit her.

That was a joke.

She remains dead, however. Long illness.

My condolences.

Yeah, it hit me for six.

It's how I met Petra, actually.

We met in the lobby of the Priory.

Zopiclone and Lorazepam, for me.

Sorry, not being very discreet.

What was Petra doing in the rehab?

- Yeah...
- Right.

Nah, it's...

I'm doing due diligence
on a potential trade

and wondered, are you long...

were you long private ESG investments

and other ethical growth stocks,
like, more generally, or...

Fuck, no, no.

I mean, I had UBS Asset Management

trying to unload all of their holdings

of that gear onto me and anyone else.

I got out completely.

I have a friend whose PE fund was blown up
by the Europa Gaz flop entirely.

Right.

Right.

Well, it was nice to see you.
I should probably...

Well, you were very prescient about ESG,

so if you ever wanna give me the tip
of LeviathanAlpha's next big idea...

I'd like a very cold martini at Duke's.

Yeah, I would like that.

- All right.
- It's nice to see you.

I need to talk to you
about the bond market.

This early in the morning?

I think I just felt
a twinge between my legs.

I've heard there's been a lot
of senior-secured issuance

from banks recently.

A lot of banks issued debt

at low yields with light covenants,

and a lot of that debt
is about to reach maturity

and can't be refinanced.

Go on.

I've been speaking
to corporate credit desks

to try and figure out whose debt
they most wanna get rid of.

There might be a time bomb in the sector.

Okay, you're speaking
in a very passive voice.

"I hear..." "There may be..."
Where is this coming from?

Where-- I mean...

Where does anything come from?

I've done the research
and I have a network.

I don't understand the trade.

James Ashford has also said
that those same banks

are doing their utmost to rid themselves

of these ESG private growth companies

that everyone was cuckoo bananas for
a few quarters ago.

So you think the banks are doubly exposed?

Maybe. I mean, how do we know

that they didn't take a load of debt out

to make a bet that blew up in their face?

Which banks?

I have not figured that out yet.

Who's the Lehman? Who's the most fucked?

I don’t know yet.

I'm gonna call my contacts

on the corporate credit desks
across the street,

see if I can get a fuller picture
on how long they're into this debt.

By the way, I just wanted to ask, like,

is everything okay with you?

Harper.

There's someone at the door for you.

Right.

So you had to identify him?

No.

- Why did you go?
- I don't know.

I just went.

Well...

you know, maybe...

Maybe, this has given you some closure.

No.

This is worse.

I really feel like he's won.

Yas, how could he win? He's dead.

You didn't see him.

Trust me, it's like he's gonna
live now in here forever.

He won.

Oh, they've really
cleaned Shepherd’s Market up.

I just wish people would
stop looking at me.

It'd be a brass city if people
would pop out the office

for a Pret sandwich and a blowjob.

No one is looking at you,
and you have won.

You are here, he is not.

You won, okay?

Excuse me.

Hello?

Okay, I spoke
to the corporate credit guys

at Goldman, Barclays, and Deutsche,

and they all offered me
incredibly generous prices

for the pleasure
of taking Pierpoint's debt

off their hands.

Okay, so you think Pierpoint
has the biggest refinancing risk?

Yeah, let's call your useful wallflower,
Yasmin,

on their hedge fund sales desk,

set up a meet through her
with Pierpoint Asset Management.

See how deep
in these busted ESG names

they actually are.

Can we, like, not do that?

Why?

I just feel like maybe we need
to be a bit more tactful,

given my relationship with them

and what they're gonna
think when an anti-ESG fund

is suddenly interested in ESG names.

So, we say we're buying the dip.

It's all presentation. Pretense.

I thought you were meant
to be good at that.

Okay, can we just, like, not use her?

She's just, like,
going through some stuff right now.

- I mean...
- Oh, come on.

Friendship and contempt
are just two sides of the same coin.

I read all about her.

She was on that sordid, seedy party boat.

Why does she even need a job in finance?

She's not like us.

Look, what you've potentially found here

is pretty remarkable,
so let's go test the thesis.

We take meetings with as many
sales desks as will see us,

and we say we're a buyer
of ESG names down here.

Find out who's got the longest list
of worthless names,

but we can't ignore your alma mater.

That would be rude.

Okay. No, I mean, you're right.
Of course...

Let me work an angle at Pierpoint

that is not the wallflower.

Why? She's comically shit at her job.

- Gotta go.
- Okay, bye.

- I got this.
- Thank you.

You know what's really fucked up?

I put on a full face of makeup
just to see his corpse.

You look beautiful.

Thank you.

You don’t have to thank me.

Guess I’m going back to the office.

Okay.

What?

Yasmin, this is Alexander.

Alexander Norton.

Oh, he-- Sorry, I'm...

Hello, Mister... My Lord.

Hi, sir.

First, my deepest sympathy for your loss.

I'll always cherish Trinity Term 1988.

This is a courtesy call. I hope it polite.

I try and hold off on publishing hearsay

unless it can be at least
nearly double-sourced.

Our crime editor on the Sunday paper,

she's quite recalcitrant.

She somehow tracked down a source

onboard The Lady Yasmin.

A Ms. Galperin-Diaz.

She worked quite closely
with your father, I believe,

and holds a rather alarming
counter-narrative

to the prevailing one concerning
Charles's final hours.

Right, well, what can we do about that?

Have you spoken much to Henry?

I worry his black dog's returned.

Maybe it's too fatalistic,
but I worry about the cruel

inevitability of him ending up
like his father.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

I mean...

I can't... I can't save him.

And to be honest, I don't--
I don't really want to.

I can't spike the story, Yasmin.

Or, I shouldn't.

I only have daughters.
And by some damned fine luck,

they only have daughters.

So I suppose everything
I have will end up with Henry.

I'm sorry... I don't... I don't follow.

Please try and remember that with Henry,

some of his worst instincts
are not his own.

My deepest condolences for your loss.

My sporran’s falling down.

Fucking hell.

Pierpoint stock rallied ten percent
into the U.S. close last night

on the new CEO announcement.

Yes, Pierpoint.

The new bossman is Tom Wolsey,

ex-Bain managing partner

and head of their private equity
consulting group.

- It seems like he's got...
- Eric--

- ...a dual citizenship...
- Jesus, wow.

You smell like a Glaswegian night out.

Have you been home?

Anyway, look. I spoke
to three competitor bond traders

this morning trying to move
Pierpoint's senior secureds

for peanuts.

This isn't localized to us.
That's the macro environment.

Well, what's all this noise
out of New York about Chucky the Wop?

They've just tinned their head
of debt syndicate.

You don't know about this?

What is the point of being high up
if you are not connected?

Bonds aren't an attractive security
right now,

given these constant rate hikes.

Man, do the maths!

Have you seen this Wolsey’s CV?

"Portfolio value creation"

for the Canadian sovereign wealth fund.

He's a butcher masquerading as a surgeon.

You're late.

Wolsey’s a positive catalyst
for the stock.

Take a look at where it's indicating,
where it closed.

Don't talk to me
like you're Investor Relations.

It's rallying because the market
has read the appointment

as a green light
for aggressive restructuring.

Pierpoint is a more valuable company today
than it was yesterday.

Okay, are we gonna stop
and analyze the absolute bilge

that just came out of your mouth?

Come on, you-- you sit down here with us.

Since when did you give a fuck

about maximizing shareholder value?

Rishi, I'm a-- I'm a partner.

I don't care that they
showered you in stock options.

Look, you gave me assurances

when we fucked Harper and built this team

that my comp was guaranteed.

Cash.

Look, I... I need that money.

I have a family.

You still owe me 15 large from the horses.

Yes, and you can wear a swing like that

whilst I'm making you proper money.

Eric, I have worked for you long enough

to know when you're not
being straight with me.

Is the company in trouble?

I don't think you know...

as much as you think you do.

Are you gonna make a trade

or you gonna play
with your balls all day?

Well, pop into Deutsche Bank then.

No, push her.

Yeah, thank you. I'll be there--

I'll be there in half an hour.

Okay, thank you.

Hey, Anraj.

Can you cover for me,
for like an hour? Two, tops?

Thank you so much.

Hey, wherever you're going,
please take me with you.

Hey, isn't it my turn to buy lunch?

I...

I've got an interview.

You're taking calls from headhunters?

Between us...

I think you should be more receptive
to their calls, too.

See you.

Yo! Anyone got any more color
on Chucky the Wop being binned?

He’s dipped his pen in
a few interns so I was wondering

whether his rap sheet
finally caught up with him.

Heavy weather?

Or he was fired for something to do with
the wider fixed income division.

Excuse me?

You look like you're under heavy weather.

It's just one of those days
I really don't want to be on the desk.

Ibid.

- Ditto.
- Yeah.

I used to have a medicine

for heavy weather days
when I was in your position,

when I was an associate.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, a big blue steak...

and a fistful of blood thinners.

My treat.

Yeah, that...

That actually sounds really nice.

Thank you.

Yasmin speaking.

Yeah, Ramdani.

Yeah, thanks.

Half a rack,
and sixty seconds of my respect.

Apparently not.

So your résumé says that you did rotations

in Risk and Equity Trading
and Fixed Income.

What's your view on Pierpoint's issuance

of senior secured bonds
over the past 12 quarters?

What do you mean?

Issuing that much debt does bespeak

a level of confidence, right,
on returns coming down the pike?

If I had a view on that,
it would be speculative.

Speculate freely.

I'm honestly not sure
if I'm eligible to answer that,

given my level of seniority or...

where I'm currently sat.

Okay.

Let's talk about
where you're currently sat then.

Equity in green-focused companies
has been Pierpoint's raison d'être.

Would you say

they've been overexposed,
given the trend is cooling?

Again, I think you would have to talk

to Pierpoint's Asset Management division
about that.

I'm sorry. Are you asking me
to consolidate a trade idea, or...

We're spitballing.

If you wanna work with me, we spitball.

Okay.

What if I said to you Pierpoint
was the short of the century?

What do you expect me to say to that?

How deep is Pierpoint in these ESG names?

How many billions and how many companies?

And just how little
does the market appreciate

how unwieldy and complex
their balance sheet has gotten?

What, do you want a fucking list?

I'm sorry that I've wasted your time.

Sweetpea, when I take a meeting,
it's off the record.

Your boss is not my greatest fan.

You would not want it to get back to him

that you took a meeting with me.

Enjoy the rest of your day.

People do not have their ear
to the ground in here.

There's a picture building.

I mean fucking look at them all.

They're, like, crossing the Aioi Bridge

to their old big shop
on the morning of Hiroshima.

- What?
- I'm sorry!

Sorry, my dad's a bit of a...

He’s a bit of a World War Two wanker.

I mean, there's no one here who knows
what the fuck is about to happen.

Pierpoint’s stocks rallying.

I am telling you,

there's a sentiment growing out there

that is not reflected
in the share prices yet.

What are you talking about?

LeviathanAlpha are like turbocharged,

'roided up, juicehead bears on Pierpoint.

- Damn.
- Yeah.

Did they... they offer you a job?

They... They just wanted me
to be their smoking gun.

Damn.

Well, you need to tell Eric.
This can't get out.

I cannot tell Eric that I took
a fucking interview

- with Harper Stern. Come on.
- But you need to tell someone.

I think Pierpoint
might be absolutely fucked.

Yeah? What else is new?

Who’s arsed?

I mean...

- Right?
- Yeah.

We're interested in diversifying
LeviathanAlpha's portfolio,

expanding into privates.

Private ESG-focused companies.

Growth stocks with an ethical bent.

I used to cover you guys
when I was at Pierpoint.

This is a volte-face.
You guys were making a stink

in the market as anti-ESG?

Did you know that when Dolly Parton said,

"We cannot direct the wind,
but we can adjust the boat sails,"

she wasn't talking about some guy.

She was talking
about her investment portfolio.

Look, we're nimble.

These companies are at a historic low,

given the climate of rate rises
and boiling hot inflation.

It's not that we believe in the companies.

We believe they're cheap.
That's the trade.

Which ESG name
are you interested in, exactly?

Show us the full BWIC
and we'll see what suits.

The more distressed, the better.

Guys, what's going on here?

You realize this stuff is shit, right?

There isn't a marginal buyer
of this junk out there,

so what are you doing here?

He doesn't know what he's talking about.

He's an associate.

People like us know
that the real meaning of "shit"

is "undervalued."

They like the trade.

Our job is to facilitate it.

Thank you.

Okay, so Deutsche Bank has nine names.

Citibank only had seven.

Or at least it looks like they have seven.

Yeah, seven. And... I mean, JP Morgan,

the clear winner
with 22 distressed ESG assets.

Absolutely.

Let's check in at Pierpoint
on our way back

and then we'll make the call.

Who did you make that meeting through?

Did you make it through Yasmin?

Harper, she's the least
inquisitive salesperson

in the Northern Hemisphere. Who else?

No, I asked you not to do that.

You're exploiting
a personal relationship.

Hold on. You made me aware of Yasmin.

"Exploiting a personal relationship"?

You mean politicking? I'm sorry,

if someone's naive enough
to show you their underbelly,

they shouldn't be surprised
if someone prods at it.

Okay, well, what about your underbelly?

When were you gonna tell me you had
a substance abuse problem?

Excuse me?

James Ashford told me
that you met in rehab.

We met in rehab?

We met in the lobby,
as I was dropping off my son.

I'm sorry.

What else do you need to know, huh?

Do you need to know
that he's in and out of care?

You wanna know his middle name,
his fucking birthday?

How does that help us today?

I'm sorry. Genuinely, I am sorry.

But I do think if we were
more vulnerable with each other,

then things like this wouldn't happen.

No, no, no. I don't ask you who you fuck,

or what pills you take to go to sleep.

I respect your work, and you respect mine.

That's the only currency
that matters here.

We are colleagues.

Yasmin is your former colleague.

You interested in the past
or in our future?

Fuck.

It's like, for a minute, you know...

Everything's perfect.

- Right.
- Martini, sir?

- Do you want one?
- No, I'm...

I mean, I do but I won't.

You're not gonna stop me.

Were you drunk at work this morning?

I think I'm gonna lose my kids.

She hired Mr. Payout.
Fucking feminist judge, too.

She got everything. I got nothing.

Bad trade.

Is Pierpoint...

in trouble?

I mean, Sweetpea told me--

Sweetpea doesn't know
what she's talking about.

Sorry for using you

to justify drinking off my hangover.

No, no. I'm happy to be here.

The steak’s good.

Still?

What kind of...

father were you?

Are you?

Much worse than my own.

He worked on a line making widgets

for 50 years.

He used to say...

"If you really want to damn a man,

teach him how to count."

He was right, as always.

You sure I can't tempt you?

Sometimes, I think
it's a child's biological duty

to kill their parents.

Do you think I give you
preferential treatment on the desk?

'Cause I'm trying to reflect
on the different ways

I treat the women in my life.

With all due respect, Eric,
I don't see myself

as a woman in your life.

You know, you're not a man in mine.

Right.

We work together.

Yeah...

I heard your relationship with Henry

was raised by the select committee.

Yeah.

Has that been going on since COP?

Sorry.

Hi.

Hi.

You okay?

Yeah. How-- how are you?

I just wanted to check you're all right.

I'm fine. Why?

What's going on?

Oh, God, sorry. Have you not seen?

There are leaked autopsy photos

of Charles's body all over Reddit.

No, I haven't seen.
Is there anything else?

Anything in the press?

Like an interview
with anyone from the boat?

Anyone called Alondra?

No, no, just these horrific photos.

Are you okay?

- You with someone?
- Yeah.

I'm having lunch with Eric.

Oh, my God.

Stay away from that fucking vampire.

Okay, speak soon.

You know...

the only useful thing
I remember my shrink ever saying

to me was, "Desire is practical,

pragmatic. It takes what it can get."

I've thought about that a lot...

since. And maybe, you know,

unex-- unexpected as it is--

Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there.

I'm gonna pay for my own food,
and I just, I don't...

I don't want you to say whatever it is
you're thinking of saying.

You've misunderstood.

Nope, I don't think that I have.

No, I was just saying,

or trying to say...

I don't know.

The story of our lives

becomes the story

of the detours

our desire...

takes us on.

What the fuck are you doing?
Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this to me?
Why? What do you want?

What do you actually want me
to do right now?

You want me to give you a nice
little handjob in the toilet?

Well-- I mean, what is it
that you actually want from me?

What am I? What is this? Is this sex?

It's just sex for you?
This is just sex for you?

Making me sit here like this,
listening to you talk like this.

It's not sex!

It's not sex, okay? So you can do that--

you can do that on your own time.

I have a meeting with LeviathanAlpha

and our Asset Management guy in five.

Yeah, I mean just in terms

- of where the actual markets are...
- Do you want to join?

...there’s not much difference
between those two, I think.

Yeah, yeah, I’m just going into it now.

Can you do me a favor
and just check in with your trader?

Hey, hey. How about them Mets?

I'm just fucking with you.
I know you hate baseball.

You would if you were a Met.

It’s called So Many Ways to Lose.

We're interested in buying the dip

on a lot of private ESG equity.

Really?

And catch a falling knife?

I'd appreciate it if you guys
were a bit more honest with us.

You're a hedge fund,
not a distressed credit fund.

Why are you interested

in the long-term growth prospects of

a load of these...

There's a company in here

that specializes in making
the biodegradable receptacles

for 200-pound-a-throw moisturizer.

There's a green fintech company.
Do we know what that is?

Credit cards made
of compressed wood chippings?

Yeah, made by starving Iraqis,
but they're queer, so it's ESG.

Look, holding this stuff
has been the daily bane of our existence.

But it's so antithetical
to the heterodox principles

that I thought your company
was founded on.

And I know that you guys
are fucking smart,

so there's no way
that this is your trade.

Yeah, they're too fucking smart
to be heterodox on principle,

just when it pragmatically suits.

Y'all, I am... very impressed

with Pierpoint's service.
You're the only bank

that wants to engage
in an academic analysis

of why I want to give you money.

Yeah, they've already been
to JPM, Deutsche, et cetera.

They could take this trade
anywhere on the street.

You want to sell this stuff, right?

So, sell it to them at mid.
Everyone’s a winner.

Yeah, may we see the list, please?

Oh, double-sided, for the environment.

Well, that is a lot of names.

"Misery acquaints a man
with strange bedfellows."

You have a kink
for slaughtering sacred cows.

You know we can't short these.

They're not publicly traded companies.

We don't wanna short these names.

We want to short Pierpoint.

In as much size as you will give us.

That's why we're bringing this trade
to their biggest competitor.

You mean their cast-offs?

Pierpoint took a gamble on bringing

60 supposedly promising
ESG-focused companies to the market.

They took a significant position
as the anchor at a bad level,

and to support that bet,
took on a lot of debt.

That debt is reaching maturity,
and it cannot be refinanced.

This is growing knowledge
across the street.

Liquidity elsewhere in the bank?

Zip.

Pierpoint has no way
of paying its debtors back.

How the fuck did they allow themselves

to get into this hole
on something as banal as ESG?

They wanted to be first movers.

Pierpoint's Asset Management division

has become a proxy prop desk

and has been given undue influence
over the balance sheet.

I mean, it is little more
than a shell company for shit.

It's no wonder
they brought in Wolsey to fix it.

Yeah, I heard the CFO,
Wilhelmina Fassbinder,

is using John Lindsay's senility

to make unilateral plays

and change the whole direction
of the company.

Those Weekend at Bernie’s
rumors are true, then?

Why are you bringing this trade to us?

Shorting this size is gonna be
more than point-five percent

of the company.
It will be public knowledge.

We want you to do it
with enough discretion

so we can go to the other banks
and buy CDS protection

on Pierpoint before the disaster
is fully priced in the CDS.

Maximize our upside.

What sorta size are we talking about?

Five hundred million dollars.

How much of your AUM is that?

About half the fund.

On one position?

- You must be--
- Confident.

If it trades to zero,

you make half-a-billion-dollars profit.

Net of all costs to you.

The borrow to short the stock
is gonna cost us a lot of money.

That money's yours.

You realize that this trade

could cause the sort
of panic around Pierpoint

that may not be able
to be contained, right?

Don't they deserve it?

So, we're all brought together today

by the force of negative cohesion.

Whatever gets us out of bed, right?

Yeah, yeah, I mean,
I can take the call, but...

how about you just call someone
more qualified for that?

No, nah, no. I’ve been here

- for four years...
- How were LeviathanAlpha?

Good.

I introduced them to Yal Shafqat in PAM.

Yeah, a bit of movement there.

- It's all positive.
- What's

the Asset Management connection?

I don't know if you know this,

but PAM have a lot of distressed
ESG private equity exposure, so...

Yeah, not exactly a bull.

So...

what did they want?

Well, they're sniffing around,

but they think that it's trading
well below fair value

and it will correct. They’re buyers.

That makes no sense.

What exactly did you tell them
about our exposure?

I gave them a list.

A fucking list!

I dunno...

Have you got an appointment--

You can't go in there!

Okay, you've got Daddy's attention now.

Can I help you?

Is this why you do the things you do?

So-- sorry?

You're stood in my office,
emotionally incontinent,

and you're saying I need your attention?

You listen to me, you little fucking cunt.

Maybe you need a glass of water.

I don't know what your angle is,

but it's somewhere in the area
of causing the most harm

to as many people as you physically can.

Everyone's collateral, right?

Even the only girl stupid enough
to call you a friend.

Do you ever listen to the pat shit

that comes out of your fucking mouth?

Everything you do on the floor
communicates an ideology

that people are a means to an end.

I enact your philosophy

and you have the nerve
to come into my office

and call me a bad person?

Go fuck yourself.

You know, I'm guessing

you live with the feeling
that you're a monster.

And now there's nothing
stopping you on your path

to whatever behavior provides you

with an externalized fantasy
of what you really think

of yourself every moment of every day.

I want you to know
from the bottom of my heart

that what you think about yourself...

is true.

I heard your family fell apart.

Shame.

But maybe now you can finally go after

whatever it is that you really want.

Is he drunk?

Jesus Christ.

And that is why we keep it professional.

Floor eight, doors opening.

Hi, guys, anyone in New York got any color

on the reversal
in Pierpoint's share price?

Hearing away
some sizeable shorts building.

Yeah, something to keep an eye on.

Hello.

Yasmin, have I got you at a good time?

Yeah, sure.

There's no easy way of saying this.

We don't think you should come
to work tomorrow.

Okay.

I understand, I'll take the day.

No.

This is an indefinite decision.

It's a decision of the company.

We think it's for the best,
given all you're going through.

What?

We think it's affecting your focus.

Some proprietary information
from Pierpoint Asset Management

got into the hands of a bad actor.

Actually, I'm not gonna couch my language.

Your friend fucked you.

HR will be in touch with next steps.

I hope you understand how much
I enjoyed working with you.

Good luck with wherever you land next.

Will you fuck off?

Bill, I hope you're on a flight to London.

The market knows we're dying.

Hey.

You okay?

You know...

my first instinct when I got back
into my cabin...

was to brush my hair.

Your first instinct was to protect me.

Why?

"Why?” What do you mean “why?”

Why did you help me?

Because it was the human thing to do.

You didn't do anything wrong.

You didn't do anything, Yas.

No, you're right. I did nothing.

You didn't commit a crime, Yas.

Okay, you're not responsible.

He was headed

where he was headed, and that's it.

You know, I have defended you...

to people.

Rob. Eric.

I find myself constantly defending you

because that girl on the boat,

whoever that girl was...

she loved me.

- I do love you.
- Fuck you.

Fuck you.

My pain is useful to you.

Even today, of all the fucking days,

my pain was useful to you.

And the more I sit with it,
the more I realize, of course...

Of course, that little voice
in my head was right.

You revel in my disgrace.

You revel in other people's pain.

It fucking nourishes you.

Okay, Yas.

I did everything in my power
to try and stop Petra.

I did.

But this is the business.

Sorry the world is showing you what it is,

without any of the protections
that you are so clearly used to.

And I am genuinely sorry
that you think I am so sick

that I could somehow get off
on your unhappiness now.

Oh, so you don’t? You didn't today?

I needed my friend today!

Harper, I needed my friend
and you used me!

You don't want friends!

You do not want friends!

You want people to make the hierarchy

of your world make fucking sense to you.

Do you have any capacity
to see beyond the projection

of your own insecurities?

Because the most appalling things

that you think about yourself
are not how I see you!

How do you see me then?

Does it appall you

that I have somehow managed
to make it on my own?

Oh, my God.

You're mental.

You are hardwired

to exploit people's vulnerabilities

and all the fucking
mental gymnastics of whatever,

I don't know, genetic blame game
or how you were brought up,

or "Oh, my God.
My brother, he’s an addict”

shit that you spin does not absolve you

of how you choose to act now!

I deserve better than this.

I do.

Everyone deserves better than
the way that you treat them.

The way you use and use
and fucking take is disgusting.

It's disgusting.

The way you treat Rob,
and he still chooses you.

He still chooses you every fucking time.

You think that if I wasn't around,

Rob would wanna be with you?

He thinks you're deranged.

Being a narcissist
with an inferiority complex

doesn't make you an underdog, Harper.

It makes you
completely fucking nauseating.

And trust me, I know narcissists.

My dad used to pity himself, too.

Right, and I'm sure you've fed
into that self-pity,

the same way that you feed into

what he and every other man
like him wants you to be.

A fucking sex object and a victim,

which you conveniently bounce between

whenever it suits you.

You know, I used to think
that the worst thing

that you could think about me

and the worst thing
that I could think about you

might still be true,

and we might be able to love
each other in spite of it,

but I am certain

that that is not the case.

Like father, like daughter, right?

Your arrogance is just you
overcompensating for the fact

that you could not be
any more fucking ordinary.

And guess what?

The world can only hide that shit from you
for so long, Yas.

You are talentless.

And useless.

And a fucking whore.

You need to stop crying.

Hi. Sorry.

I've been looking for you.

Yeah, we were having a,

what you would say,
a "session" in our room.

Yeah.

A sesh, like a session.

Vale, I just wanted to apologize
for what you may have seen.

- Your father and I have a very--
- Don't worry about it.

I know exactly what he's like.

Bueno.

Do you think he'll be coming into town?

He mentioned he needed
a pedicure before Nikki Beach.

The beauty team in Sóller
would like to make arrangements.

I have no idea.

I mean, he's been up for, like,
two days straight,

so I'm guessing his nap
probably just turned

into more of, like, a...

- a sleep.
- Sleep, sleep.

Yeah.

Bueno.

You look like the loneliest girl

to have ever had a boat named after her.

I can’t believe that prick almost made us

miss a res at Nikki Beach.

In some ways, he's already there.

You know...