Elsbeth

It was the silence that was the most terrifying.

When the second engine died.

What I was thinking was,

all these years of hedging risk...

and I didn't see this coming?

I'm resigning from the firm.

Liquidating everything, selling the houses.

I'm giving it all away.

There's no joy in it anymore, Peter.

I don't want it.

This is a joke, right?

Your private jet hit some turbulence.

Come on, take off that shmata.

Uh, no.

I wore a suit for 40 years.

Almost died in one, too.

Yeah...

but it was Brioni.

I'm serious, Peter.

What is this?

Some guilt thing? You have nothing

to feel guilty about.

This isn't a judgment.

You keep right on going if it makes you happy.

Come on, let's open a bottle of your '86.

There's nothing a good first growth can't fix.

I sold it at auction last week.

I don't need your permission.

I only ask for your support.

You're gonna live the simple life?

You're not that guy anymore.

You won't last a week.

Not a week.

We are joined, once again,

by the esteemed Peter Hepson, of Hepson Capital.

Welcome, Peter.

First things first, I have to ask:

Your brother, Bill,

he's left the company...

Retired, yes.

He's rumored to have given away billions

in anonymous donations.

Sold his homes.

He's living in a walkup in Queens,

refusing to give interviews-- What's your take?

Oh, hell.

My brother is a very private person, Ava.

So I don't want to comment

other than to say I support him,

and it's business as usual at Hepson Capital.

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

Yes, but here's a photo someone sent in

of Bill on a city bus.

We are a well-oiled machine with a great team under us.

Oh!

For the love of-- But come on.

They used to call you the Bull and the Bear.

Now Bill the Bear has gone vegan

and the public is eating it up.

Wall Street must be a little nervous

with these optics.

How so?

Well, it raises the question...

if he can do this, what's stopping you?

What's stopping me?

I don't know. What's stopping you?

Glad to hear that the network

extended your contract, by the way.

Will you be delivering those seven-figure checks

to the soup kitchen yourself or set up direct deposit?

Let's turn to the commodities market.

Oh!

It's you.

It's really you!

Well, you have no idea how many lives you changed, man.

The shelter you built, it-- Buzz off!

Something eating you, Peter?

Your game's been a mess for...

well, since...

You hear the latest one?

Bill gave away the family yacht...

to Greta Thunberg.

Didn't you two used to cruise that

down to Nevis every year on your birthday?

That's crap. Where did you even hear that?

It's on social media.

(chuckles) Good one, Tim.

Okay, maybe it was a rumor.

But it felt true,

which is really the point.

Everything he said was dead wrong.

Costs were piling up.

The guy was spending more than he could recoup.

He was running the business into the ground.

The shareholders weren't seeing any profits,

quarter after quarter.

He hadn't addressed the inefficiencies.

Yeah.

Giving himself a huge salary? For what?

To play golf all day?

And the guy said we went back on our promises.

Well, I'll tell you about promises...

What would you have done if you were me?

I want you to answer. That's not a rhetorical question.

And be specific.

Peter? (chuckles)

What are you doing--

You always had to be Ma's favorite.

Knock it off!

Well, I'm not gonna spend the rest of my life

having everybody else be disappointed in me, too.

Peter, you better quit it!

Get off!

You gotta stop it!

Oh!

That's what I'm saying!

If you'd let me speak...

You have to show results when you do business with Hepson.

We see what the problems are

and we do what we have to do to fix them.

It was a big divorce case,

and they needed a woman.

Van Ness's wife was claiming that he beat her up,

and that she'd reported it to the police.

Oh, I should have believed her,

but there was never any evidence.

And, as a lawyer, it's not my job

to believe her.

I mean, people say a lot of things

in a divorce proceeding.

But still... (smacks lips)

...there was this nagging voice in my head.

And, sure enough,

she was telling the truth.

One of the other lawyers had the police report suppressed.

As soon as I found out...

I took a job that lets me listen to that nagging voice.

To get to the truth.

Oh, boy, it's a good thing

that you were wearing those headphones

and you didn't hear any of that,

given I'm still bound by attorney-client privilege.

Oh, I'm sorry. You were saying something?

Elsbeth,

if someone-- hypothetically-- buried a report,

they hypothetically broke the law.

And you should--

I mean, the other lawyer

should be allowed to defend themselves.

I hate to interrupt this chitchat,

but the body is this way.

Right.

Hey. Hey.

Thank you for trusting me.

I promise, I won't say a word.

The victim was Bill Hepson.

Former hedge fund titan.

He's been in the news lately for renouncing his wealth.

Oh, right. Oh, that was real?

Mm. I thought it was an act.

Yeah, if I had that kind of money,

I'd drive a new Ferrari every week.

Or at least live in a building with an elevator.

Uh, we're canvassing the neighborhood for suspects now.

What you got there?

A ten-dollar bill.

It was stuck to the body.

You see that?

It's different. Blurry.

What? Counterfeit?

Let me see.

Mm.

Yeah, all right. We'll look into it. Thanks.

The hell you standing around for?

Sir. Sir. Don't tou--

Don't touch me. Whoa.

Stand back. Didn't we just--

No. That's his twin brother,

Peter Hepson. Don't touch me!

Don't touch me! He's been on TV a lot.

Who's in charge here?

That'd be me. Then you better

get off your ass and find the lowlife that did this.

Hold on. Which lowlife would that be?

Any of the moochers around here who took money from my brother.

Look, you're gonna have to unpack that for me, sir.

Do you mind stepping this way?

I know his brother just died,

but he's got one heck of a temper.

Mm-hmm.

I better go deal with that.

Okay.

Ooh. Street donuts.

Duncan's Donuts? (chuckles)

You here with another cease and desist?

My name is Duncan. You can't make me change it.

No.

A man died in that building.

Bill Hepson.