Succession

Who's this guy, Alon?

A very highly regarded corporate therapist.

It'll be a very compelling package.

A family reunited in the desert.

Sandy Furness is here. He can't do that.

Pepsi doesn't just drop in to see Coke.

How about you give me four billion dollars?

I stay boss, you invest, happy ending for all.

What I think we should really have a conversation about

is the fact that Kendall's not here,

and there are reports of him running around taking drugs.

I had nothing to do with those stories.

Do you believe your father?

No, I think this whole thing is fake.

I genuinely believe he's going to be

the next president of the United States,

and Gil could really use someone like you.

The question is, do you want this enough

to go to war with your family?

It's rebellion. Sabotage.

You run towards politics to prove that you're your own man.

You're a fucking coward. Wow.

What up, motherfuckers? What are we arguing about?

You're so fucking jealous

of what you've given your own kids.

Calling your daughter a coward 'til she cries?

Big man. Logan!

You are a fucking nobody.

It's a pretty great view, huh?

I mean, out there. Not me.

Where are we at, Bob?

Excuse me, I I'm actually not even here.

You're at 5.3? Correct.

And I think

we can live with that.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Uhhuh. It's a fair price.

Well, I don't know about that.

You'll have 70 local TV stations.

Buy in Sandy, you're King Kong of local.

The kid knows. The kid's smart.

Are we good?

Give us five minutes.

We'll set you up with a room.

Good, right? Is it whiskey time?

Shut the fuck up.

Uh, it's a good price. What the fuck's going on?

He's selling me things I want at a fair price?

So what's next? Fellatio?

I think he just wants out, fast.

If he does, we fuck him.

I think we did just fuck him.

He's smiling.

It's no good if he's smiling.

Well, objectively,

I mean, if we get what we want

and he gets what he wants.

You screw them out.

You chisel them out.

You fuckin' hurt them.

And then you watch them squeal.

I like hurting human beings as much as the next guy,

but, Dad, this is really fucking good.

Walk him to the elevator and tell him 4.9.

Oh, Dad, no, that's it's insulting.

Walk him to the elevator and tell him 4.9.

Gerri, you do it.

You, fuck off.

If you can't do it, fuck off!

All right.

Just text on your phone, ya bendy fuck.

Really just warms the walls.

Greg. Hey.

Ow! Dude. Yo. Whoa whoa.

Yeah, yeah. Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Are you OK?

What? Oh, that? That was nothing.

Sometimes you gotta play possum, ya know?

Let him punch it out till he gets tired,

and then you go in for the kill.

Right, nice. Listen, hold on.

Yeah. How's Kendall doin'?

He's blowing you off too?

Last time I saw him he was smoking crank with some mole men,

but that was like a month ago.

He's hustlin'. Yeah, right. VCing?

I may be seeing him this weekend. If he shows.

Oh, yeah? Aw, fuck.

Dude, I don't suppose you know a coke dealer in Prague, do you?

Ah, probably. Yeah. Why?

Tom Wams' bachelor party.

"And if he doesn't show" I don't have time for this.

Hey, let me tell you something, dude. Fuck Prague.

My girlfriend and her fuckin' freak dogs

run these. You ever heard of these parties, Rhomboid?

Bullshit.

I'm tellin' ya. I'm fuckin' cool.

You don't understand.

Why, because you have a nipple ring

and simply will not stop going on about it?

It's better than telling everyone you're down with Dre

because he sends you cereal bars at Christmas.

Fuck you. I have a reputation.

I can't take my crew to watch some art pricks

dance around in bowler hats and twizzle their mustaches

out of time to the beats.

Are you done? You know who else will be there?

Sandy Furness.

Fuck off.

I'm tellin' you.

Bleahh. He goes to that kind of thing?

I know, right? But he is sitting

on the other half of your dad's dream deal.

Packet of 50 more local stations.

Come to the party, get him to sell,

and trust me when I say this,

you will become the number one son.

Sandy... goes? Jesus.

Yeah. Get me those names and I'll get you on that list.

Bring Kendall, OK?

I need to patch things up with him.

Oh, fuck yeah.

What do you think? Yeah.

Hey, bro, can you turn up the bass in the back?

Louder.

You feelin' good? What?

You're good? Yeah, I'm great.

I'm psyched.

Nice and loose, yeah, Frank? Yeah.

Try not to drag yourself in there

like the world's oldest man.

I'll try.

Frank. Kendall.

This is Dust. Hey, man.

Hey. Great to connect.

Love the name, by the way. Very... funky.

Sorry, please excuse Captain fuckin' BeBop here.

Hey, how's it goin'?

Cool earrings. Very Bauhaus.

Big fan of what you guys do.

Fuckin' sweet chili sauce.

Thanks. Uh, likewise.

Angela, you want to spin us through the pitch deck?

Sure. So That's OK.

I don't need to hear the pitch.

I've been through the deck, and I get it.

Basically, you buy a painting from some art student in a basement,

jack up the price, sell it to some Morgan Stanley sex pest,

and you, me, and the student all get rich. Right?

We're interested in increasing the reach of young artists.

And the democratization of art.

No, absolutely. I get it.

You're providing a platform to marginalized talent,

the next generation of artists.

I'm just telling you how it works from the outside, to the sharks.

Maybe we can talk about funding cycles.

Sure. We've worked out a plan

for the first year after the launch

I'm sorry. Can I just say something?

Uh...

so, I I I

I got these sneakers...

on the way down here because, uh,

I thought I don't know what I thought,

I thought you'd all be dressed like fuckin' Bjork,

and I wanted to, uh, make an impression.

Um, so, I'm a jackass, um,

the truth is, I don't know anything about art.

What I do know is how to monetize your concept

and achieve the scale it deserves.

Don't sell your soul to some monolith.

We're boutique, we're light on our feet,

we're not the Gang of Four, we're the fuckin' Rebel Alliance.

I'm a good guy, who knows the bad guys,

I've got reach, and I will fight for you every fuckin' day.

I'm the asshole who can be your Warhol.

And, uh... yeah, I just thought of that,

so apparently I do know a little bit about art.

So... what?

Talk to me. What do I need to do?

Do I need to take off my dopey sneakers?

No. I will. Seriously,

I'll throw them out the fuckin' window right now.

They're not bad. I'm taking 'em off.

Here. Ilhan, have 'em. I'll trade you.

Whoo! OK?

Can we talk now?

Oh, shit.

Sh.

Sor Um, so,

what do you think Miss?

Uh, betw You know.

Sorry, I I'm

I'm somewhat between the devil and the deep blue sea here,

because my boss downstairs is waiting,

and my boss upstairs is him, you know,

so I've been here three and a half hours.

What do you think? What do you.

Do you want.