Succession (2018–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - I Went to Market - full transcript

Kendall begins to plot a vote of no confidence against Logan; Tom questions his prenup.

What are we talking?
Like ten days?

Then we go in for the kill?

Why are you so jumpy
about this, Ken?

About taking the company
out of family control? Forever?

I don't know, Stewy.
Why would that make me jumpy?

♪ (INTENSE VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

I wanna destroy ATN.

If there's anything
you can get me.

Corporate cover-up of crimes

of institutionalized
sexual abuse.

Greg shredded
the paper material,



just thought
family would be safest.

I know all about
the cruise division horror show.

Gil wants to go to town on you,

but maybe I can get him
to hold off,

if ATN stops the personal stuff.

-So, just to be clear--
-Oh yeah, I'm blackmailing you.

I'm threatening
to destroy my father.

TOM WAMSGANS:
Are you fucking around on me?

I'm not fucking around on you.

Did he mention the launch?

Does he know
that I've accelerated?

I got Sandy on the line.
It's about that bear hug letter.

An acceleration. This weekend.

KENDALL ROY: No way, no, no!



SANDY FURNESS:
You told Frank Vernon.

-KENDALL: I hinted.
-SANDY: We have to go tomorrow

or risk a leak.

Deliver the letter.
World blows up.

STEWY HOSSEINI:
You think there's a chance
he'll do a deal?

KENDALL:
He'll never retreat.

It'll be hostile,
hostile, hostile.

( music playing )

( music playing,
no audible dialogue )

Stewy:
There he blows.

Bro, he is
a fucking brontosaurus.

Always wants to fuck,
but never can get hard.

Dude, it's good
to demonize the enemy before--

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- It's good to demonize him

before you have
to kill his ass.

- Shiv: Siblings?
- Stewy: You have to.

Tom:
Siblings and partners.

OK, just so you know,
I want Willa in this.
So...

- Shiv: Uh--
- OK. Is that--

- Is that appropriate?
- Connor.

Oh, no. That's fine.
It is appropriate.

OK. But is it--
is it appropriate?

It's not gonna
be problematic?

No, it won't
be problematic.

Connor, come here.

- Willa's a call girl.
- Not anymore.

And... sometime
it might come out

and hurt my profile,
or Tom's profile,

and I don't want
to be horrible,

but come on.

You get it. Right?

OK, I get it.

But if you don't allow it,

I'm gonna punch Tom
in the face

and I'm gonna
rip my shirt open,

I'm gonna take a fuckin' dump
on the ground.

I'm gonna go apeshit,
because she's the woman I love.

Do you get it? OK.

- You're in.
- You're so weird.

Photographer:
OK, is that everyone?

- Rava.
- Rava, come on. Get in.

- Tom: Rava, come. Come.
- Yeah, yeah, go on.

- Get right in there.
- OK? Is that everyone?

Roman, I'll take that one,
but can we do a serious one
for the parents?

- Yeah.
- Is that--

Roman. Roman.
Do it seriously.

OK. One, two, three.

( theme music playing )

Stewy:
I just added that
we're not subject

to any financing
conditions.

Mm-hmm. OK.

Yeah.

- Print three of these.
- Stewy: Yeah.

OK, so, I guess
the only question left is this:

who actually is gonna
deliver it to him?

- Wait, are you serious?
- Well, we have to make certain

that he has had eyes on it.

Yeah, I know,
but I assumed you.

Right.

I assumed you.

Fine, I just guessed

if we were planning to
fuck your dad to death
to make our fortune,

I might offer to actually
do the fucking.

- Are you scared?
- No.

Fuck you. Are you?

Yeah, man.
I'm scared.

So if I'm scared
and you're fucking pretending
not to be scared,

then fucking
you should do it.

Dude. Seriously?

I mean, Jess could do it.

( Jess squeals quietly )

Fine. Fuck it. I can do it.

OK, are we ready or what?

Sorry, it should be printing.

But it's not?

Uh... shit.

- What?
- I think it got sent

to a different printer
on their Wi-Fi network.

Are you fucking serious, Jess?

- Where is it, Jess?
- I don't know, it doesn't say.

Oh, fuck. Wha--

Uh, well, you--
you need to find it, Jess.

- Like now. Now.
- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

- ( door opens )
- Hello? Hey? No!

What the fuck! No! Not now!

Wh--

Hey. How ya doin', buddy?

- Earrings.
- Necklace.

( both laugh )

- Kendall: Hey.
- Rava: Hey.

Hey, I'm sorry, kiddo.

Bud, you OK?

Hey. What happened?

- I--
- What--

I thought
he was someone else.
I shouted.

Sorry. I didn't
mean to yell.

It's like five
in the afternoon, Ken.
You OK?

Yeah, I'm great.
I'm good.

- Just, uh, some big moves.
- Mm-hmm. Sure.

OK, well, you wanna
yell at your other kid
before we go, or...?

- We'll see you later.
- OK.

OK. Hey, listen,
I'll see you guys later, OK?

Hey. Jess thinks she has it.
You should go, just in case.

- OK.
- You good? We doin' this?

Yeah, I'm doin' this.

You'll email Gerri
and the board?

Yeah, just tell me
when it's delivered.

What, you don't think
I can deliver it?

No, it's just,
only 15% of men,

when it comes to it,

actually shoot
an undefended
enemy soldier.

He shot first.

( chatter )

Roman:
...satellite.

As a gift,
I thought it would be cool

if we could show it live
on a big screen.

Shiv:
No, absolutely not.
I don't want to have

a big fucking dick
blasting off at my wedding.

- It's not a big fucking dick.
- Yeah, it is, it's a rocket.

It's not the fault
of rockets, or dicks,

they both happen
to be aerodynamic in shape.

Shiv:
You're unbelievable.
This is not happening.

- Hello. Hi.
- Hi, Marcia.

Is my father available?

Everything is OK?

Yeah, it's--
I just need to have a word.

Come in.

Logan.
It's Kendall.

Logan: Tell him
if he wants to stop me
buying papers and stations,

he can fuck off.

We're good to go.

Come on through, son.

Do you...
maybe want to come out, Dad?

No, come on in.
I'm not on the can.

( clippers buzzing )

Nice service, right?

Pity it wasn't Catholic,
but there you go.

Fuckin' all those kids
hurt the brand.

Hey.

This isn't a nice thing,
I'm afraid.

Yeah. Read this.

- What is it?
- It's...

a proposal to buy Waystar
for $140 a share.

We're asking you
to come to the table,
open the books.

Uh-huh.

It's great value
for shareholders.

- Uh-huh.
- Yeah.

There it is. I'm not...
gonna get into feelings.

( humorless chuckle )
Is this a fuckin' bear hug?

That's right.

- No.
- Well, fine.

We have the financing.

Let's just see
what everyone thinks.

You know, this is
just the situation
that has arisen,

and... you're very tough,

and so am I, as your son,

so I think this is just
the way it has to be with us.

I'm-- I'm not sorry
for what I'm doing,

which is correct,

but I-- I'm sorry
for how it makes you feel.

And I'm sorry
it had to be today.

It was out of my hands.

- Here.
- No.

Fuck off.

Do you even know
what you're doing this for?

Ideas--

I-- I have, you know,
have wanted t-to do things

- Uh-huh, uh-huh.
- to save the company, and--

and do...

just do--
do things that are--

You see? You can't
even fuckin' say it.

I can-- I can... say it.

Then say it.

Do... some good things.

Do good things.

Be a fuckin' nurse.

Hey.

Logan:
Marcia!

Marcia:
What is it?
What are you doing?

Gerri. Where's Gerri?
And Karl.

Karl is in New York, Logan.
What is it?

I need Gerri.
I need Karl. I need--

Get out of there.
Get out of there.

Come on.

What is it?

Bear hug.

It'll-- Ohh.

They'll go hostile.

It fits. It makes sense.

- Today?
- Oh, I don't know.

I don't fuckin' know.

It's not a good position
I'm in.

( breathing heavily )

If they have financing,

and major shareholders,

and I'm here, and tomorrow--

by tomorrow I need...

I need a lot of things
I don't have.

( chatter )

( chatter )

( low conversation )

( whispering )

Excuse me.

Hey. Senator Eavis.
Connor Roy.

Huge skeptic.

Massive skeptic.

- Good to know.
- Yeah.

Socialism, huh? Wow!
I got a big problem with you

and everything
you stand for,
my friend.

- Hi, baby.
- Hey.

- You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.

Listen,
I look at you

and I see Weimar,
I see hyperinflation.

I look at your face
and, no offense,
but I see dead babies.

- Well, that's very interesting.
- You know what I mean?

I can't say I agree,
but, um...

Look, would you excuse me
for a minute?

Oh, yeah. Great
to joust a little,
Senator.

Yeah!

That's the best he can do?

Connor, he's gonna be
the next president.

Really? I just
wiped the floor with him
in a debate.

He buckled under
intellectual scrutiny.

He was lucky
that wasn't televised.

Is it him?
You don't want a rocket launch

'cause of Senator Bluhhh
or whatever?

Would it help if it was a rocket
full of Muslim granola?

Roman, no, I just
don't want a rocket
at my wedding.

Stop being a kid.

Oh. "I'm Shiv.
I'm an adult and I'm important

because I work for a man
with glasses."

Is he a Jew, by the way?

- Oh, come on.
- What?

It's just a simple, friendly,
slightly racist question.

Oh, grrr!
You used to be fun.

When did you become
one of them?

- One of who?
- Like dancey bullshit,

like, "Oh! We can't say that"
kind of people.

I'm sorry I don't want
to come to your freewheelin',

good-time,
N-word-shoutin' hoedown.

N-word, B-word, C-word--

the world isn't
fucking nursery school,

and people don't
like to be taught.

- ( phone chiming )
- Oh, right.

Well, I'm glad you've
been watching our programs.

You shouldn't do that,
not with your IQ.

Whoa-ho! Hardee-har-har.

Excuse me. I actually
have to go watch

a fuckin' satellite launch
in Japan

that I'm actually in charge of,
that-- Hold on!--

that I reorganized for you,

but you're too fucking
carbon-neutral to enjoy.

Yeah? Uh, yep, I got it.

It's streaming,
it's connecting.

( grunts )

Yeah.

OK, no. It's good. It's good.

Wish everyone luck, OK?

In Japanese, obviously.

Come on.

There we go.

( inhales )

( tap water running )

( turns off tap )

( chatter )

That was really hard.

Yeah, man.

You fuckin' did it.

Drinks.

Drinks. Drinks, drinks,
drinks, drinks, drinks.

Fuck yes, drinks.

Yes.

Um, Jess?

- Hello.
- Celebration.

It's a cele-fuckin'-bration.

You did it, man.

( snorts )

( snorts )
Oh! Yes.

Wow, that's good.

Are my pilots
still on the clock?

Check if any of them
have the hours
to fly me home,

or scheduled.

But you don't want
to look panicked.

Huh? Yeah.

Tomorrow, maybe.

Gerri. Where are we
on the...

Oh. Emergency
phone board meeting
for later.

Tonight?
Or is that tomorrow?

Tomorrow.

They're gonna
have deeper pockets,
better prep.

Find out where that fuckin'
shrunken California raisin is.

The President.
I think that's smart.

Come on, come on.
Let's go.

The financials are hard.
We need political support.

Let's get goin'.

- Connor: Will.
- Hey.

Listen, baby,
I got something
I need to tell you.

- OK. Is every--
- Um...

Let's go over there.

Right by the kings.
This is perfect.

- OK.
- Mm-K.

- OK, listen...
- Yeah?

I think I finally found
a job I want to do.

OK, what is it?

President of the United States.

( short chuckle )

Wh-- OK. Wow.

- Yeah?
- Really?

You don't look excited.

No, sure, sounds like
a fun project.

- Is this about the play?
- No.

Because I loved it.

Sure. You don't want
to waste your money
putting in on,

but running for president,
that's a sound investment?

Plus, I'd be planning
to spend on, you know,

making sure your history
was cleaned up.

The president,
Willa. This is big.

Sure, but you know,
nothing's more powerful
than art.

No, sure, you know,
apart from the power
of the executive branch.

Drama can change minds.

Yeah, but not really.

I could outlaw drama.
I mean, I never would,

but I'm just illustrating
the power of the position.

- OK.
- But, right. Art.

Caroline: Roman?

Meet Denis Linton.

Denis is police,

and he's also
the something commissioner?

Police and Crime
Commissioner.

That's right.
Anyway, he knew
your father and me

back when he was
doing something
even more boring.

- Isn't that right, Denny?
- Thanks for lookin' after us.

- Hey. How was it?
- Yeah?

- Tabitha: The launch.
- Yeah, it, um...

( phone buzzing )

- I'm sorry, what?
- How did it go?

He's been coordinating
a satellite launch.

- Fascinating.
- How did it go?

Uh, it, uh-- Great, actually.
It went great.

- Yes?
- Yeah.

This is amazing.
Congratulations!

- Thanks. It's very exciting.
- ( phone buzzing, chiming )

Caroline:
Go ahead
and get a drink.

- Oh, yeah.
- Celebrate.

OK.

( chatter, laughter )

Logan: Well.

Look at you.

Logan. For tonight, shall we--

Ohhh. For tonight.
For tonight...

- Can I top you up, sir?
- Nah.

What the fuck?! Jerk!

Oh, great.

Sorry, sir,
I didn't mean to--

Well, you did,
ya fucking prick.

Go on, fuck off.
Get out of here.
Fuck off!

- Sir, I thought you said yes.
- Stop mumbling.

Don't look at me!
Get the fuck out.

Where do you find
these people, huh?
Amateurs.

I don't want to see him again.
Ever. Ever. OK?

( phone chimes )

Do you think maybe
you can fetch me
something stronger to...

- Sure.
- Thanks. Thank you.

Hey, what's up.
Can I help?

Um, I'm very busy with...
on another matter,

but are you across this?

I've had 40 calls
about the launch.

Uh, unh-unh.

No, that's weird.
I haven't gotten any,
I don't think.

- Yeah, it blew up.
- It blew up?

Yes, it exploded
on the launch pad.

Um, OK. It's weird--

Yeah, wow, they really
should have told me that.

That's, um...
that's naughty.

How bad is it?
Is it bad?

I'll reiterate.

It exploded.

Pow!
On the launch pad.

So, yeah,
I'd say that's bad.

Are there, like, um...

- Dead people?
- Yeah.

Well, I don't know.

Yes, I mean, the scale means
there's likely casualties.

- It's very unclear.
- Mm-hmm.

Because I did
put a lot of pressure
to accelerate the launch,

even though
there were concerns.

- You did?
- I did, yeah.

Oh, fuck.

I just thought
it would be nice

for it happen
on Shiv's wedding day,

like fireworks,
like big fireworks?

- Well, you got that right.
- I'm just telling you

because I sent a lot
of emails about it,

and there's no use
hiding that, because--

I just want to say
I think it's for you to know,
as general counsel,

so you can, um...
protect me?

Well, I can try.

But fuck, you're
looking at potential
corporate manslaughter.

If you can
just sign there.

Roman:
I give you...
the bride and groom!

( all cheering )

( band playing )

( music continues )

Hey!

( indistinct )

This has been
a very memorable day,

a day that, well, I'll...

I'll never forget
as long as I live.

And I wanted it
to be perfect--

perfect-- for Shiv.

And it is.

No one-- no one
can ruin this.

It's wonderful
to be surrounded

by those that we love, trust,
and hold very dear.

Because there is nothing
more important...

than family.

So...

to family!

All:
To family!

He's joking, right?

- ( applause )
- ( band resumes )

( whispering )
Excuse me.

- Oh--
- Hi. Um...

so, how about
we do London
tomorrow?

- Mm-hmm.
- OK.

I put together a list
of investor calls.

Karl will make initial contact.

And a poison pill--
should you consider it?

Yeah. I will have the options
for our poison pill defense.

So you have the president in 25,

and the EU commissioner
in the morning.

- Yes?
- Yes.

- Have you told the others?
- The others?

The kids.

N-No.

Is there an advantage?

N-No, I mean,
just to, you know,
just to tell them.

Oh. Yeah.

- Yeah?
- Sure.

Roman:
I'd like to welcome Tom
to the family.

I don't feel like
I'm losing a sister.

I don't feel like
I'm gaining a brother, either.

- I don't feel anything.
- ( laughter )

It's a mental disorder.
It's called borderline
personality disorder.

- ( laughter )
- Why is everybody laughing?

Who wants to hear about
the bachelorette party?

- I do!
- Yeah?

Well, you're out of luck,

'cause nothing happened,
we just--

we knitted and made salads,
did some yoga.

And no one will
tell you different,

because we killed the stripper.

- ( laughter )
- But seriously, I would--

I'd like to thank my dad--

because I'm contractually
obligated.

No, I would actually
like to thank you.

And Tom, I would
like to also thank

for being my rock.

- Man: Aww...
- Aww...

You're a good guy,
Wambsgans,

and I like hangin' out
with you.

- ( mouths words )
- And so...

here's a toast... to me...

and to Tom.

- ( applause )
- ( band resumes )

( no audible dialogue )

Caroline:
I just want to say

I know we haven't
always seen eye-to-eye,

but that's difficult
when your father's

stolen you away
'cross the Atlantic.

And I know you probably think
I'm deliberately
trying to make you cry

or steal your limelight,

but I just wanted to tell you,
in front of everybody,

that you're special,

and, after my own fashion,
I love you.

So I just wanted
to say that in public,

because I'm getting on

and I might not be
in good enough health

to say it when you remarry.

( laughter )

I... love my wife.

And I just--

I just love
saying the word "wife."

- "Wife."
- ( laughter, applause )

"Wife."

"Wife. Wife."

"Wife, wife, wife, wife, wife."

So... she's my wife,

and, um....

she's my life.

- And, uh...
- All: Aww...

And I'm gonna
stop talking now,

because I feel like
I'm gonna cry,

and it would be crazy to cry,

because I'm so happy right now.

So, thank you all for coming,

and I love you all.

- All: Aww...
- ( applauding )

( band resumes )

Oh!

I'm gonna sit down.
My feet are killing me.

Excuse me.
Hey. Sorry. Could I...?

Yeah. Of course.

What was that text message
you sent before?

Some kind of anti-proposal?

"I won't do it if you won't"?

Look, I just spoke to Gil,
and it sounds like,

well, he thought he was being
very subtle and all,

but something has happened,

and I wondered
what the fuck that was.

Happened with what?

In terms of burying
whatever it is we know

and not being afraid
of ATN anymore.

Oh. Well, that's
an interesting perspective.

I brought you in.

What did I do?

I'm gonna make him win.

He's gonna win anyway.

I might not agree.

Well, yeah, look,

I don't want to play
the bleeding heart here,

but there is a reason
I work with him,

and it's because of...

inequality, and--

Oh! Inequality!

Well, if you can't handle it,
then fuck off.

Who are you?

I'm Shiv fucking Roy.

And I'm gonna have
two very grateful people--

the next president
and my father.

Logan:
Honey.

I'm sorry, honey.

I'm sorry, but you need
to talk to your brother.

OK.

You all need to chat.

( band playing )

Excusez-moi.
Hey, Kenny,

can I grab a word with you?

I'm sorry, bro...

I didn't give you
the full...

full picture.

Thanks, Con.

Right.

OK. OK.

So what the fuck? Hmm?

Dad told us.

How could you?

It, uh, it was
out of my hands.

- ( laughs )
- You're a real piece of work.

You act like
you're a fuckin'... guy,

like a decent guy,
but you're a piece of shit, man.

Look.

- We can talk, yeah?
- Mm-hmm?

There's no need
to talk to me
like I'm the enemy.

I think we get to talk to you
however we fuckin' want.

The fact is, I was--
I was forced into this position

against my wishes,
I didn't want to--

Poor Kendall.

- Boo-fuckin'-hoo.
- Dude,

I'll answer any questions
you have.

Great. I have a question.
What the fuck are you doing?

I'm-- I'm trying
to save the company.

By fucking us. Forever.

Look, if this works,

which undoubtedly it will,

you'll all be
very, very, very rich,

and, I hate to say it,
but maybe it's for the best

for this to no longer be
a family-run operation.

Well, no, because,
for one thing,

our inheritance
is all in stock,
so if after this

Dad goes fuckin' nuts
and pisses it all away, nothing.

Connor:
Kendall, the fact is,
right now we're somebodies.

Any doofus can have
a few million bucks.

- Come on.
- Shiv: Come on?

You plotted a takeover!
What the fuck
is wrong with you?

To fundamentally alter
the nature of the family
on my wedding day?

Do you have any conception
of how goddamn selfish you are?!

This isn't about
a fuckin' dress.

Fuck off! I know it's not
about a fucking dress!

No, it's not.
This is about the future,

our future, this is about
the next thousand years!

The Thousand-Year Reich? Uh-huh.

That will endure
for eternity.

I mean, wake up.

This is just a little maneuver.

OK? You don't need
to get sentimental.

Sentimental? You think this
is us just being sentimental,
just for the hell of it?

The lack of thought
to do this to Dad... today...

Come on, Shiv,
let's not pretend.

Yeah? This isn't about Dad.

This is because
you like the power.

It gets you close to the Hill.

And Rome, you couldn't get
a job in a fuckin' burger joint,

let alone a Fortune 500,
without some nepotism.

And Con, you like
the glamor it gives

to a fuckin' freak show
in the desert.

No, Kenny, I could just do
with the assistance
of the family firm

on my ambitions
to become President.

That's it.

Right. Exactly.

You're all living
in a fuckin' dream world.

( door opens )

So...

how's the torture going?

I don't have to--
I-- I'm-- I--
I ought to go. I--

( sighs )I know what
you're trying to do, OK?

I'm not gonna let you.
I shouldn't even
talk to you right now.

Oh, I don't think
there's any reason not to,
legal or otherwise.

I'm not getting into it.

Uh-huh.

So you don't think
that you owe us an explanation?

I don't owe you anything. No.

What have you had
your entire life
that I didn't give you?

I'm not getting into it.

I'm doing this thing. OK?

I don't owe you
fucking anything.

I blame myself.

I spoiled you.

And now...
you're fucked.

And I'm sorry.

I'm sorry
you're a hothouse flower...

that you're nothing.

You're curdled cream.

Maybe-- Maybe
you should write a book

or collect sports cars
or something.

But for the world? Nah.

I'm sorry.

You're not made for it.

You're a fuckin' beast.

( beeps )

Yo, uh,
do you have any more...?

Uh-huh. Um, you know,

it's just that tomorrow
maybe we should bo--

We got a huge day tomorrow.

- Sure.
- Yeah.

You got, like,
just a little, though,

in case... in case we want
for tomorrow?

May-- Uh, I don't know.

- You want to look?
- Are we good, man?

Are we good? Yeah. We're good.

- We're golden.
- Yeah? Because Sandy

wants us to check in at 2:00,
4:00, and 6:00, GMT.

Wise, wise.

Yeah, I can just do
with a straightener.

Take the edge off.

Yeah, I just don't th--
I don't have any, man.

I'm sorry about that.

( band playing )

- Roman: ...for no reason.
- Connor: Shit. Did anyone die?

I don't know.
But it's fine.

It's gonna be fine.
Nobody-- Yeah.

Hey, were you... kidding

about the presidential thing?

No. Why?

- Why?
- Yeah.

Because, I mean,

generally speaking,
people don't like you.

Shut up. Shut up.
You're an idiot.

No, I could do that job.
I can do that job.

But why would you even--
What do you want to do?

Well, I would
launch a campaign
against the Great Dangers.

Wh-- Eh--
What are the Great Dangers?

Honestly, this
is from my readings,

and sadly,
you can't say this

because the permitted
public debate

has shrunk to the size
of a fucking nut,

but, frankly,
usury and onanism.

Usury an-- anun-- unoonan--

Usury and onanism.

Unsecured debt
and masturbation.

The spilling of good seed.

That sounds dope.

Well, it's not
for public consumption.

I mean, this is
from my readings.

Well, yes, of course.
Obviously.

- And I don't want to pay tax.
- Well, duh. Gerri!

Connor:
Like a protest,
like Thoreau.

He had it right,
let me tell ya.

Did you hear yet?
Did you hear anything?

- About?
- Japan.

Like, how many, like--

how many died,
how many did they find?

- Yeah, you didn't hear?
- No.

- None.
- None. Like "none" none,

- none at all?
- No. Two guys lost thumbs,

and there might be
an arm they can't save,
but they might.

Oh, my God. So you-- you're--
Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?

It's just an arm
and a couple of
fucking thumbs?

- It's so sad.
- Oh, my God, Jesus,

no, that's great.

Not gonna ruin a party

over a couple
of fuckin' thumbs.

Tom:
Hey, wait.
Hey. Roman. How ya doin'?

- Uh, great.
- Listen, I'm sorry...

about Kendall--

No-- That's--
Hey. Guess--

Guess who just didn't
kill anyone,

but maybe only lost
a couple of thumbs?

- I don't know.
- This guy.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, so I heard.

- Yeah, well...
- I just want to say good luck.

- Good luck?
- Yeah.

The place has gotta change,
I feel.

Like the old shit,
the nasty politics,

like, the... the stuff
at the cruise lines?

You know about that?

Because I helped
clean it up, you know?
But--

Hey, so, listen. Um...

Do you know where
I can find, uh--

I could use a little...
sumpin'-sumpin'.

I wish. But I, you know,

I made copies of
a few key documents

related to all that stuff,

in case I got into
any trouble at all?

So I would just think,
like, anybody would be wise

to keep me in a good role.

( chuckling )

Greg the motherfuckin' Egg.

Look at you.

Some guys smoke weed
around the back

I think might know.

You little Machiavellian fuck.

I see you, Greg.

I like it.

Hell yeah.

Hey. Do you wanna talk about

how this takeover
affects you in the business?

- 'Cause-- Ow. God.
- You look amazing.

I mean, you're in on merit.

- But if it's successful...
- You look amazing.

you know, it'll be tough,
but I think you-- you're good.

I don't really
care about that.

All I care about
is getting into
this beautiful dress.

- If Gil takes off--
- Can I rip it?

No. If Gil takes off,
I don't even know

if I want to go back inside,
especially now--

Shiv. Shh.
Let's just fuck.

You're very forward, sir.

- I'm very forward? Oh.
- Yes.

You know,
I don't care about our plan.

I didn't get married to you
for the plan,

or because, you know,

I just-- I know that
you're hard and you're tough,

but I just want to get in,
I want in, I want in on you.

You know? Let's go to--

Let's go to fuckin'
New Zealand,

become sheep farmers.

- Sheep farmers?
- Yeah.

- Can you scuba?
- You know I can scuba.

Well, let's go
and teach scuba then.
Let's get out!

You think?
( laughs )

Tom, I gotta
tell you something.

And I should have
told you before.

Uh...

I've had a little number.

You had a little number?

Yeah.

And... you know,
because I thought

we were both grownups
and we had an agreement.

That we were gonna behave
in a very grownup manner.

Right.
Did we?

Well, yeah, I mean,

I always implied,
I thought.

OK.

Do you want to say who?

And if I've got it wrong,
then I'm really,
truly fuckin' sorry.

What it Nate?

I want everything
to be open and honest
from now on.

Can I send him home?

( breathing heavily )

- Yeah, sure.
- Good.

Tom.

I'm--

I just think I'm... just--

I'm just not sure
I'm a good fit
for a monogamous marriage.

Right.

- OK.
- Is it OK?

- Is that OK to say to you?
- Of course.

Yeah. I kinda wish,
I guess,

maybe we'd talked about this
before our wedding night.

Yeah. Me too.

I just think
I was in such a total mess

when we hooked up,

and I needed you, so much,

I was in a very bad way,

and we've got the business angle
that works,

we're good on that,
we have a plan.

Uh-huh.

But in terms
of the relationship,

I'm just wondering

if there's an opportunity
for something different

from the whole
box set death march.

The box set death march.

Yeah.

You know, just
a different shape
of relationship.

It could be exciting.

Right.

Maybe, I guess. Yeah.

- It's exciting!
- It's exciting.

Yeah! Because we've
torn everything else down.

Right? Love is
the last fridge magnet left.

Right.
How do you mean?

Well, I mean that love is...

it's like 28 different things,
and they all get lumped in
together in this one sack,

and there's a lot of...
things in that sack,
it needs to get emptied out.

There's fear and jealousy
and revenge,

control, and...

they all get wrapped up
in really nice fuckin'
wrapping paper,

and it just looks
really lovely and nice,

- but when you open it up--
- No, no. You're right.

It is. It's--

Love. It's bullshit.

Yes!

But I-- I do love you.

I love you too.

Fuck.

Fuck!

- I want to get this dress off.
- Get the dress off.

( both laughing )

Hey.

Hey.

What's up, man?

What you, uh, what you got
goin' on back here?

- Nothin'.
- No, it's cool, it's cool.

You can just smell it
from down there.

It smells like
the kind bud.

Uh-huh.

Hey, didn't I see you
get some shit earlier?

You OK? My dad's
a fuckin' bastard.

Yeah.

No, yeah, it's cool.
They paid me up.

- For like the whole shift?
- Yeah.

And a sweetener.

- Nice.
- It's actually pretty good,

'cause now I can just go home.

- Nice. Nice.
- Yeah.

Uh, dude...

would it be weird
to ask if, uh...

Oh, do you want a smoke?

- Uh, yeah, sure.
- Here.

But-- But also...
you know,

for the party,
like, big party tonight,

and I just wondered,
you don't have a connection

for some powder, do you?

( laughs quietly )

Uh...

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

( music playing
over sound system )

♪ Uptown girl ♪

♪ She's been livin' in
her uptown world ♪

♪ I'll bet she never... ♪

And also I'm probably
not the right strategist...
for you.

Would you consider yourself
a Democrat?

Oh, now,
don't box me in, Nate.

Hey, dude. Hey.
Can I get in?

Hey. Uh, we're just...
talkin'.

- Whatever.
- Yeah.

OK. TBC.

OK. All right.

- Hey, man.
- Hey, man. How are you?

I'm good.
What a night.

- I know.
- Lovely.

Hey, listen, I'm so sorry,

but there seems to be
a little mix-up
in your accommodation.

- Oh, right.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry, but there's
nowhere for you to stay.

OK, well, I'm sure
I'll figure something out.

Right. But it might
be smart for you
to leave directly,

- to find something.
- Are you serious?

Yeah. I'm serious.

I get the message.

It's fine. OK.

Let's just keep things cool,

I think you need
to stay calm.

We're grownups,
Shiv's a grownup--

I think you need
to go fuck yourself.

And if I ever see you
in the same room as Shiv again,

I will pay men
to break your legs.

And if I go to jail,
which I won't,

so be it.

OK. Fine.

Um...

Fine.

I'm gonna head out,

I'm just gonna finish this--

My mom and dad
made a contribution
to the wine,

so I'd really rather
you didn't drink anymore.

- Are you kidding?
- Excuse me. Thank you.

Put it back...
Nate.

- Come on.
- Put it back, Nate.

Put my fuckin' wine back.
Now.

Put it the fuck back.

There you go.

Don't make a fuckin' mess.

♪ And now she's looking
for a downtown man ♪

♪ That's what I am ♪

♪ Oh whoa-oh whoa-oh ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh ♪

( snorting )

( gasps ) Ohh.

Yep.

Wait, I--
Hang on.

What is this?

Ket.

- Uh, no.
- Special K.

No, I need a different--
different vibe tonight.

- Hmm.
- I was after some coke.

Oh. I mean,
I know someone,

but no,
this is ket.

Right.
But you know someone?

- Yeah.
- Let's go for it.

- Is that cool?
- OK,

I don't know
if I should drive
right away.

No? I can drive.

- Yeah?
- Yeah, sure.

- OK.
- I'm good.

OK.

- Ohh--
- You OK, bud?

I'm fine.

( door closes )

OK.

( starts car )

- ( engine dies )
- ( restarts car )

( gears grinding )

( rap music playing )

You OK, bud?
Hey. Buddy?

Gonna be able
to find the way?

Yeah.

Let's get some air
in here, yeah?

( rap music continues )

- ( gears grinding )
- You all right there?

Yup, just fuckin'
stick shift.

You're used
to an automatic?

Uh-huh. Plus,
I don't drive that much.

- Why not?
- Because I'm incredibly rich

and I mostly
get driven everywhere.

- You're incredibly rich?
- That's right.

I am fuckin' loaded beyond
your wildest imagination.

- How much further is this?
- Should I kidnap you?

Yeah, if you can fuckin' walk,
you should kidnap me.
( laughs )

- I know a house.
- Oh, you know a house?

Like a place
to fuckin' keep me?

- Yeah.
- ( both laugh )

It's got a cow shed.

Uh-huh.

I could keep you in there.

It's only got
a corrugated iron roof,

so it's gonna be fuckin' cold.

Hey, I mean,
what do you care?

Ha! Yeah, exactly.

( rap music continues )

( gears grinding )

Look out!

( tires squealing )

( engine racing )

( engine races, dies )

( gasping )

( takes deep breath )

( gasping, grunting )

( panting )

( takes deep breath )

( cries out )

( grunting )

( grunting, panting )

( fireworks crackling )

( classical music
playing over outdoor P.A. )

( distant chatter )

( distant car horn honks )

Ahh.

( gasps )

( grunts )

( exhales )

( flips switch )

♪ And do it, and do it,
let's live it up and do it ♪

♪ And do it, and do it,
and do it ♪

♪ Let's do it, let's do it,
let's do it, do it, do it ♪

♪ Here we come,
here we go... ♪

- Hello.
- Hi, Mom.

Naughty one.

Roman told me.

Oh. Right.

I don't think
any the worse of you.

- No?
- No.

Well, good.

Have a dance.
Go on.

Rory, have a dance.

( music, chatter )

- Hey, man. You good?
- Yeah.

Why don't you
just leave us.

Thanks. Bye. Bye.

- Hey. Hey!
- Hey, Con.

You holding court
over here?

I am talking with
two beautiful women,
yes, I am.

Hi. Kendall.
Nice to meet you.

- My brother Kendall.
- Hi.

Yeah.

Hey, listen, I'm sorry.

- You know, about--
- Yeah.

I am.

OK.

( music continues )

Oh!

Hey!

Come here, buddy.
Give me a hug.

What are you guy doing up?
It's way past your bedtime.

- Couldn't sleep.
- We slept this afternoon.

Oh, you're jet-lagged,
yeah?

Where have you been?

Look at you two.

Hey, they were
lookin' for ya.

- Yeah.
- They want to dance.

- You guys look great.
- You wanna dance?

Look at you goobers.

♪ How to chase my blues away ♪

I've done all right
up to now ♪

♪ It's the light of day
that shows me how ♪

♪ And when the night falls ♪

♪ Loneliness calls ♪

♪ Oh, I wanna
dance with somebody ♪

♪ I wanna feel the heat
with somebody ♪

♪ Yeah, I wanna dance
with somebody ♪

♪ With somebody who loves me ♪

♪ Oh, I wanna dance
with somebody ♪

♪ I wanna feel the heat
with somebody ♪

♪ Yeah, I wanna dance
with somebody ♪

♪ With somebody
who loves me ♪

( searching stations )

- Woman: A flat, I suppose.
- Man: You mean you like it?

Why yes, as a flat.

And a flat's
what we're looking for.

Darling, do be sensible.

In a year's time--
well, two year's, yes--

we'll think about mortgages,

and I'll work up the strength
for the traveling bit,

but we're gonna need
all available cash for Hope!

( soft chatter, laughter )

Bad news about my hymen.

- Kendall: Yo?
- It's gone.

( Kendall chuckles )

Hi, Kendall.

- Man: Hey, Kenny.
- Woman: Morning, Kendall.

Good to see ya.

Roman:
Morning, Mr. Fuckface.

( chuckles )

- Hey.
- Yo.

- You good?
- Yeah, yeah, pretty good.

Little hung over.

( chuckles )
Good, OK.

Yeah, kind of a weird vibe
with the, uh,

with the service folks,
like the Hobbit-y people?

There's like,
I guess, a caterer,

a guy, like,
got in a crash,
and was high,

or, like,
I don't know,
nobody knows.

But some bad shit
went down.

- Really.
- Yeah.

But the word is, like,
the family--

the family line
is that we're not gonna
let it spoil anything.

- Right. Oh, good.
- You know?

- Good.
- Yeah.

But, uh, he--

So, um... is he OK?

He--

I guess he died.

- Wow.
- Yeah. Bad shit.

Really sad.

How's the scrambled egg?
Has it congealed?

What's that?

How's that scrambled egg?

It's been sittin' there
for like an hour.

Kendall, Logan
wants a word with you.

( door opens )

- Hey, son.
- Hey.

Logan:
Thanks, Col.

Sit.

You want something?

Oh, no, I'm-- I'm good.
I-- I just, uh--

Mm-- I'm good.

Did you have
an acceptable evening?

Uh, uh-huh.
Ya know.

I was up all night...
organizing my defense.

Right.

I don't know if you know,

but the caterer
I had an issue with

died last night.

Oh, that's terrible.

- Did you know?
- I--

I knew. I- I knew bec--
because I-- just found out.

But, uh, it's a-- it's a shock.

Uh-huh.

So, our guys, uh...

one of our guys,

found a keycard
to your room...

near where this kid
went into the water.

- Oh.
- Yeah.

- Maybe he, uh--
- And... And, uh,

- maybe he--
- Amir saw you...

last night, rather damp.

The police are here
with Caroline.

Marcia:
We just want you to check

if you had anything stolen
last night.

I don't--
I don't think so.

Maybe you should
check again.

Um...

Logan:
This kid,

I think he might
have been a thief

who broke into your room...

and took your card.

Right.

Let me handle this.

I know the guys,
they know our guys,

they're good guys,

so we'll let them know
what was taken.

OK. Right.

Dad, I-- I-- I--

Yeah. This has been
quite stressful.

Why don't you get in my car

and we'll drive you
to the plane.

And then you can relax.

Um...

I, uh, I don't know...

Yeah, yeah, I think
that would be good.

Right. I mean, uh...

...nobody did anything... wrong,

and, uh, ya know,
it sounds like, so...

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Tell Sandy you're out.

Tell Stewy the thing
looks like a shit show.

Go to the desert,

dry yourself out.

You have not been yourself.

There's nothing-- I don't--
I don't think, um,

and... I wasn't there, so--

This could be
the defining moment
of your life.

It'd eat everything.

A rich kid kills a boy--

you'd never be anything else.

Or, you know, it could be
what is should be:

nothing at all.

A sad... little detail

at a lovely wedding...

where father and son

are reconciled.

( sobbing )

You're my boy.

You're my number one boy.

( kisses )

I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no.

Colin?

( music playing )