Industry

- (RUMBLING STOPS) - (ELEVATOR DOOR CHIMES)

I mean, you've seen the app's uptake figures?

Millions.

It's a... It's a phenomenon.

Yas, come on.

Whitney wants to leave you holding the bag, okay?

I don't want to see the worst in the world.

I... I want to see what's true.

Why do you always find a way to pick apart at my stability?

My husband's?

I mean, why would you choose to profit

off of exploding my foundations?

You know it's not personal, Yas.

Do you think anyone's ever said that and meant it?

I think we owe each other some kind of protection,

so I really need you to hear me

when I say he's not some hobbyist sociopath.

He's a fucking criminal.

You shouldn't blame yourself for being ensnared by him.

- What are you talking about? (SIGHS) I'm sorry,

but the picture is now irrefutable.

Okay, ask Whitney about Tony Day,

his man in Africa.

The balance sheet, fabrications...

There's not one fucking piece of it,

Yas, that you're talking to that is real.

Okay. And what will your compensation be,

if you manage to convince a few more people?

I mean, you don't even know him.

Anyone who doesn't know you could just as easily say that

you're a abstraction of insecurities

and compensations.

Doesn't make it true.

Let me put this in terms that your ego might listen to.

You have been duped by a man who saw you

and your husband as fools.

And you will always paint an image

of the world that gets you paid.

I mean, what is it that you really want?

You want Henry to resign so the stock price falls.

You're a fucking mercenary, Harper. My God!

There's like no empathy left in you, is there?

Just an imitation of it to entrap people.

Okay.

We're not closing our Tender short.

We have higher conviction than ever.

And now, a very strong case

which I intend to present tomorrow

at the ALPHA conference.

Til the end?

Until the end.

Maybe I should just call security.

Get you escorted out the building.

Go on, I fucking dare you.

Hey, it's me.

I got your Telegram about SternTao.

I understand you must be feeling very alone.

You needed to hear my voice, so listen to it.

I'm coming to see you after my quarterly with Jacob.

Don't do anything you'll regret.

Keep strong, stay focused.

Dear Henry. There's a hole in my bucket.

Give me a minute, old boy.

What the fuck are you doing in here?

- In my bedroom while my husband showers? I'm so sorry.

I took a wrong turn. I was just looking for someone to make a phone call.

I brought you, um, some flowers, a small housewarming token.

Yasmin, why don't you calm down

and stop jumping down people's throats

at the smallest things?

That's pretty ungenerous.

Being such an exacting cunt is usually a tell

you don't have that much to complain about, darling.

What time's our supper?

- I can't join you guys. - Yeah, but you came to eat.

No, no, I didn't.

I wanted to make sure you guys were settled in.

I got to make some calls for the...

The commerce secretary's coming in tomorrow.

My sincere apologies.

Call me.

Was that entirely necessary?

He's renting the fucking house for us.

- Did you know he was in here? - Of course I didn't.

Do you enjoy the fact he wants to fuck you?

Oh, God, what the hell are you on about?

I'm not an idiot, Henry.

You told me that you sucked that guy's dick at Winchester!

Darling, that was school, okay? It's basically prison.

Everyone gets a pass for that. You can be a homo at school.

How reassuring.

We all know that the President is a deal maker.

There's nothing stopping us being dealmakers,

so long as said deal is good for all parties.

The President's misunderstood by people in Europe.

He wants less regulation and freer movement.

A clean break with post-war terms.

Not sure anyone knows what the strategy is.

Some here think Americans got bored of having the best lives,

so they elected a narcissistic dementiac

to detonate it all

so that their kids might earn factory workers' wages

building widgets pathetically stamped,

"Made in America."

(LAUGHS) In any case,

we are grateful for you sitting with us

and using Tender as a test case

while we continue to thrash out a trade deal.

I, um,

I didn't want to say this last night, but, uh...

What?

After Whitney left, I smelt booze on your breath.

- Yeah, well, um... - (ZIPPER WHOOSHES)

I've repaired my relationship with alcohol.

Okay. It's textbook rationalization.

Look, okay. I don't want to fucking hear it, okay?

I'm my own man. Isn't that what you always say?

When did you start drinking again?

I had a glass of champagne after WebHorizon.

Did Whitney give it to you?

Who cares? I wanted some.

I'm just

concerned that because you seem so, um,

on top of the world right now,

that you think you can control it,

and, Henry, you can't.

Do you know what I think?

I think you want me out of control.

Because that's how you're necessary.

Harper came to see me yesterday.

God, don't let that bitch into our building again.

She can't stand your happiness.

Do you think we've been too kind to Whitney?

She'll distort reality until she ruins us

and somehow the system's set up to pay her for it.

Do you think he gained our confidence too easily?

Yeah, ours and the world's. I mean, some feat.

Perhaps he deserves a little fucking respect?

You know, you want to argue with our share price?

You want to undermine my success again?

- Just when I'm healing? - Healing?

Yas... (SIGHS)

I don't know the right way to love you.

What do you mean?

I don't know

whether loving you properly

is to make you aware of the things you cannot see.

Or is it more loving to perpetuate your delusions?

Do you not see that people can see how transparent you are?

You think I can't see that you can't

stand me front and center.

I can't carve you out a place in the world.

I'm literally on the way to dinner

with our fucking auditor.

I mean, some confidence scam Whit's running!

I'll see you at home, darling.

Bye.

You do understand that I may need more hands at the pump

when it comes to preparing and filing Tender's audit.

Whitney tells me we're already over-compliant

by IFRS standards.

But there are GAAP standards exclusive to America.

Forgive me, I thought your team remit was global?

Technically speaking.

But I'd humbly suggest a hand-off

to someone with US-facing expertise.

I value you, Jacob, not some uncultured drone

I won't be as inclined to take to dinner.

There have been instances where the... the UK and US

have recognized their audit frameworks as equivalent.

We'll push for that.

You're quite sure?

When I take you out, we don't sour the experience

by talking money. It's perfect. Thank you.

You know, I... I promised myself

a bottle of this for my fortieth,

but the price was just impossible to justify.

What are we, um, what are we celebrating?

Long-standing relationships.

Thank you.

Forgive my ignorance, but, um

outline for me how an auditor's recommendation