Succession

Hey, Pop.

Hey, son. (CHUCKLES)

I've thought it over, and I really think

you should come and see the Swede,

get inside this.

Oh, okay. I, uh... Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Um--

- Oh, come on, he likes you. Uh-huh.

You'll keep it light.

Well, you know, the only thing is, um,

- Con's wedding. Oh, it'll be okay.

Are you gonna make it at all?

Hmm, we-- we got him some, uh,

uh, Napoleon thing, you said?

- Napoleon and Josephine letters. - Ah.

Let him know that I'll call him when I have a minute.

- Right. And, listen.

Uh, I'm-- (SIGHS) I'm feeling now, more and more,

I'm uncomfortable with Gerri. How she's handled things.

On the DOJ number, on the spin-off.

- Oh, yeah? Yeah.

I think we wanna let her go.

Uh, right. Right. Uh, okay, well, let's discuss.

So, will you give her the heads-up?

Me? - Yeah, I-- I think

it would be nicer coming from you.

I mean, you two, you know, you were-- you were close.

- Uh, Dad-- - I mean, you are with me?

You weren't just fucking me around?

Uh, well, sure, yeah. Okay, yeah.

We'll make it tidy afterwards.

Just give her the word today. Thank you.

Mm-hmm.

No. Just-- Just checking, uh,

he definitely doesn't want me coming with you guys?

He doesn't, correct.

And should I speak to him direct or--

or to Kerry to apologize?

No, you're in the bad books. Just keep your head down.

Well, I have a-- a little list of, um,

of nice things to say to Kerry.

Well, that sounds creepy.

It's not creepy, it's--

No, listen. Look, Greg, it's not your fault,

but he just finds you visually aggravating right now.

"Visually aggravating"?

He's so petty. I don't know, do you--

Do you have all the support that you need for Sweden?

Oh, yeah. I got, like, three, four people

Gregging for me.

- "Gregging"? Yeah.

I roped in a few little mini Gregs from the pig pen.

Little, uh, Greglets.

Okay, well, don't turn me into a word, Tom. I'm a guy.

Why-- Why do you have all these little guys?

These little Greggies running around?

Who are these little Gregs?

Well, the boat leaves in 30, and there's champagne

and canapés till Ellis Island,

and then after that, there'll be something more,

you know, substantial after the ceremony.

- Look at that boat. - Yeah.

Willa, it's like you're a princess in a film.

Thank you. I mean, all and all,

I guess it's not exactly what we expected,

but... (EXHALES) It's fine, so.

- He'll look after you. - He will.

I'm not looking. - Oh!

- I'm not looking. - Okay, I'll go. I'm going.

- No bad luck. (CHUCKLES) Uh-huh.

- (LAUGHS) - Hi.

- Oh, Connor, it's all so lovely. - Yeah.

Oh, my God. Look at all the young people.

I heard a few of them moaning about the rich.

Yeah, well, they don't mind the taste

of your champagne.

Mr. Scrooge just happened to be a huge wealth creator.

They don't mention that in Mr. Dickens's books, do they?

No, they do not. Very convenient.

Hail Loganus Maximus, slayer of Vikings!

- (CAR DOORS CLOSING) - Morning, sir. How are you?

So... what have you got on Matsson for me?

Well, he's playing hardball,

but everybody says he still wants the deal.

So we might have to weave a little.

There's still a bit of grumbles about the ATN carve-out, but--

- Well, that's not on the table. - Well, right.

But, if... You know, he's playing tough,

but if there was no upside, he wouldn't be making

- the time, so. - Uh-huh.

- I think today's the day... - Uh-huh.

...I'll talk to Cyd.

Oh, you mean, like...

Uh-huh.

And, uh, Gerri. Find out when he's done it.

Okay.

- Karolina! Yes?

Gerri's getting the push.

Oh, okay.

What? Nothing.

We'll tell her today, swing in the legals.

We can begin to let it seep.

Hang Cruises around her neck.

Sort of incompetence or worse. Yeah.

I think the idea would be that she took her eye off the ball.

Clean out the stalls, strategic refocus.

A bit more fucking aggressive.

You push Cyd,

Roman knifes Gerri. All in a day's work.

Hey. What you heard about Matsson?

The deal gonna be all right?

- You all right? - Hm? Yeah-- Fuck you.

- I'm great, why? - I don't know, fuck you,

- I'm just asking. - Fuck you. (STAMMERS) I'm fine.

- Okay! - Let's just enjoy

this sham marriage and the death

of romance. It's gonna be great.

- (LAUGHS) Okay. - (CELL PHONE DINGS, VIBRATES)

Let me know if you hear from him.

Let me know if...

- Fuck off - You are.

Yeah, what, what? Talk, talk, talk. What?

Hey, you done it? Your dad wants to know.

- Have you done it yet? - (ROMAN GROANS)

No, Jesus fucking Chri-- I just got off the phone

with him, okay? Like, she's-- she's not here yet.

- Are you going to do it? Yes, I'm going to do it.

I'll let you know, okay? And back off,

you inflatable dicky-dick.

Oh, fucking asshole.

Oh, hello, Gerri. How are you doing? - (SIGHS)

You look well. - Thank you.

I saw a client of mine in there.

- Oh, no worries. Excuse me a minute.

He didn't have to go.

What, no stupid jokes about Martyn or...

- Martyn, okay. - ...something disgusting

about dicks or maybe vaginas?

Okay, I'm just being nice. Can a guy not be nice anymore?

Uh.

What?

- What? Why are you not looking at me?

I-- (STAMMERS) I will stare at you

as long as you want,

if that's what you so desperately desire.

- What's going on, Roman? - Nothing, I'm just--

You make me go weird, as you know and fully intend.

Uh, but we, um... Let's talk later, okay?

Like, in, like, 30 or whatever,

once we set sail, we should have a chat.

What is it?

- What's going on? Tell me. - (STAMMERS) I just need to talk

with you, that's all. And we should do it later.

It'd be better if we did it later because, um,

you can no doubt tell

just from looking at me that it's not great.

But, you know, Dad said it. So, it's a message.

Is this why I'm not going to Europe?

- Look, it's not... - What the fuck?

...official. And I'm just

heads-upping you here, okay? But, yeah, early warning.

I did not intend to talk about this right now.

- But, yeah, you're-- - Why?

I guess that he's just unhappy about how long it took for you

- to settle with the DOJ. - Bullshit!

Well, the number and I think the fine, too big.

I danced us through a fucking thunderstorm

- without us getting wet. - Okay. Guess you just lost

- his confidence. Oh, since when?

Since you sent me repeated images

of your genitalia?

- Okay, no. He really loved that

- when that happened. - Don't be so stupid

and reductive, okay? I'm doing you the courtesy

of letting you know. I mean, you can go legal

if you like, but we are gonna stuff your mouth

with so much fucking gold. This is--

I mean, you know that I am on, like, a human level,

like, obviously sad, but...

- I am. I'm sorry. Like, I-- - I'm good.

This is fine. This is nothing at all.

Thank you for the consideration.

Hi. We'll be boarding.

We'll start our boarding process,

and we're gonna start with the red invites.

Family and friends. Welcome aboard.

I'm sorry.

- The cake. - Yes.

It's inadequate.

So, I'm saying that we can have it as display, obviously,

but I do not want it served, okay?

I don't want to see the internal...

- qualities. Yes? Okay.

Yes. - Yes?

Okay. - Thank you.

can you call me back? That was, uh...

Uh, it was horrible with Gerri, so, uh, I'm just in--

I don't know if-- And don't listen to this

if you don't want to, but I'm not--

Uh, I'm not totally okay with, uh--

Are you kind of just being shitty with me?