Mina?
Ducky, please open the door.
Please don't call me that.
No, get out! Out! Out of my room!
I need to talk to you.
Hey.
I’m sorry.
Hey.
For the first five years of your life,
you were attached to my lap.
And then you'd cry and cry and cry
whenever anyone tried to separate us.
I have no memory of ever loving you.
The captain's bringing up the anchor.
Checks complete.
The guests are partying below deck.
He is an Englishman!
For he himself has said it
And it's greatly to his credit!
He is an Englishman!
Look at how spectacular this all is.
Let's not spoil it by fighting.
Forgive me.
Please?
You're still hard.
You wanted me to see it.
What are you talking about?
You wanted me to walk in on that.
'Cause you wanted me to see you.
You did it in my room!
You wanted me to see you with her.
Do you think that woman,
that fucking girl, enjoyed that?
Do you think she liked doing that with you?
"Happy is the horse
that bears the weight of Anthony..."
Yeah, and how much did you pay her then?
Oh, I never pay.
Please! Your entire fucking life is a transaction!
Of course you paid. No one would fuck you for free.
All right, then.
I paid her enough not to care that when I came in her mouth,
- I came like a fucking bull! - Do you have any idea
how badly you have failed as my father?
Does that even make you fucking think?
It was the fucking '90s!
You're a fucking worm.
And you, look at you prancing around
in your little bikinis with everyone's eyes
looking at you like a fucking whore!
There it is.
There it fucking is.
Every relationship that I have with a man
is so fucked up because of you.
Because you are an animal!
The way you let your friends look at me!
The way you look at me.
Because that's all you have, Yasmin.
That's all you are.
And I may be old and lonely and fucking finished,
but you, you're young,
and you've got to live the rest of your life
with the single, inviolable fact
that you are spectacularly talentless!
I speak seven fucking languages!
What?
I wish you would die. I wish you would die.
It would be the most meaningful thing you've ever done.
Well, maybe I will.
Go on. Fucking do it, then.
Maybe I fucking well will!
Yas!
Yasmin! Yasmin!
This isn’t funny. Tell them to stop.
Fucking done my leg!
My hip!
Fucking help me!
Yasmin! Stop fucking around.
Help me!
Fuck! Fucking come here!
Dad! Dad!
Dad!
Stop fucking around!
Yas!
Fuck!
How long have you been in here?
Bro, the guy with the bowling ball gut
in the Speedo was, like...
feeding me cocaine
and talking to me like I was one of the “link in bio” girls.
I swear to fuck, I don't know how you live through this.
Honestly, we need to get to dry land.
It's, like, un-fucking-comfortable.
Yas?
Hey, what's wrong?
I...
He...
He jumped.
- Who? Who jumped? - We were moving really fast.
Like, really fast. There was just nothing...
There was nothing I could have done.
Who jumped? Who jumped?
My dad! My dad!
I left my dad in the water.
Do you mean when we left an hour ago?
You didn’t tell the captain?
Do you wanna turn around?
Did anybody see you?
I... I don’t think so.
No, it was-- we were upstairs.
And it was... It was really loud
down...
We're gonna take care of it.
Okay?
Yas, we had a party in your cabin.
Just me and you, okay?
I’m with you, I’m right here.
It’s okay, it’s all right. You get in the shower now.
Okay.
That’s all right?
You need to come back to me now, okay?
Because if you go out there like this, people will start asking questions.
Okay?
I'm gonna take this off, is that okay?
Yes? Okay.
Are you with me? Can you nod if you can hear me?
Yes? Yeah?
I wanna see him.
With respect, he won't be recognizable.
Can you leave me with him?
Thank you.
There were no personal effects, apart from his ring.
If you'd like it, we may need to brutalize the body.
Why are you whispering?
He can’t fucking hear you.
Yeah.
I'll take everything.
James.
Hi, Harper Stern. We...
We met at that Lansons' Young Asset Manager breakfast.
Right, yeah.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Bellini's and bullshit. - Yeah.
I'm sorry we didn't get to speak properly.
Had a productive chat with Petra.
Do you work around here?
No. I made the regrettable Covid decision to move to Bruton
'cause "How To Spend It" told me to.
Imagine if you hadn't scaled back your Lumi exposure,
you would have to sell at least one of your three pied-à-terres.
I downsized to two when my wife died.
Oh, I'm sorry.
What for? It wasn't your fault.
Unless you drove the bus that hit her.
That was a joke.
She remains dead, however. Long illness.
My condolences.
Yeah, it hit me for six.
It's how I met Petra, actually.
We met in the lobby of the Priory.
Zopiclone and Lorazepam, for me.
Sorry, not being very discreet.
What was Petra doing in the rehab?
- Yeah... - Right.
Nah, it's...
I'm doing due diligence on a potential trade
and wondered, are you long...
were you long private ESG investments
and other ethical growth stocks, like, more generally, or...
Fuck, no, no.
I mean, I had UBS Asset Management
trying to unload all of their holdings
of that gear onto me and anyone else.
I got out completely.
I have a friend whose PE fund was blown up by the Europa Gaz flop entirely.
Right.
Well, it was nice to see you. I should probably...
Well, you were very prescient about ESG,
so if you ever wanna give me the tip of LeviathanAlpha's next big idea...
I'd like a very cold martini at Duke's.
Yeah, I would like that.
- All right. - It's nice to see you.
I need to talk to you about the bond market.
This early in the morning?
I think I just felt a twinge between my legs.
I've heard there's been a lot of senior-secured issuance
from banks recently.
A lot of banks issued debt
at low yields with light covenants,
and a lot of that debt is about to reach maturity
and can't be refinanced.
Go on.
I've been speaking to corporate credit desks
to try and figure out whose debt they most wanna get rid of.
There might be a time bomb in the sector.
Okay, you're speaking in a very passive voice.
"I hear..." "There may be..." Where is this coming from?
Where-- I mean...
Where does anything come from?
I've done the research and I have a network.
I don't understand the trade.
James Ashford has also said that those same banks
are doing their utmost to rid themselves
of these ESG private growth companies
that everyone was cuckoo bananas for a few quarters ago.
So you think the banks are doubly exposed?
Maybe. I mean, how do we know
that they didn't take a load of debt out
to make a bet that blew up in their face?
Which banks?
I have not figured that out yet.
Who's the Lehman? Who's the most fucked?
I don’t know yet.
I'm gonna call my contacts
on the corporate credit desks across the street,
see if I can get a fuller picture on how long they're into this debt.
By the way, I just wanted to ask, like,
is everything okay with you?
Harper.
There's someone at the door for you.
Right.
So you had to identify him?
No.
- Why did you go? - I don't know.
I just went.
Well...
you know, maybe...
Maybe, this has given you some closure.
No.
This is worse.
I really feel like he's won.
Yas, how could he win? He's dead.
You didn't see him.
Trust me, it's like he's gonna live now in here forever.
He won.
Oh, they've really cleaned Shepherd’s Market up.
I just wish people would stop looking at me.
It'd be a brass city if people would pop out the office
for a Pret sandwich and a blowjob.
No one is looking at you, and you have won.
You are here, he is not.
You won, okay?
Excuse me.
Hello?
Okay, I spoke to the corporate credit guys
at Goldman, Barclays, and Deutsche,
and they all offered me incredibly generous prices
for the pleasure of taking Pierpoint's debt
off their hands.
Okay, so you think Pierpoint has the biggest refinancing risk?
Yeah, let's call your useful wallflower, Yasmin,
on their hedge fund sales desk,
set up a meet through her with Pierpoint Asset Management.
See how deep in these busted ESG names
they actually are.
Can we, like, not do that?
Why?
I just feel like maybe we need to be a bit more tactful,
given my relationship with them
and what they're gonna think when an anti-ESG fund
is suddenly interested in ESG names.
So, we say we're buying the dip.
It's all presentation. Pretense.
I thought you were meant to be good at that.
Okay, can we just, like, not use her?
She's just, like, going through some stuff right now.
- I mean... - Oh, come on.
Friendship and contempt are just two sides of the same coin.
I read all about her.
She was on that sordid, seedy party boat.
Why does she even need a job in finance?
She's not like us.
Look, what you've potentially found here
is pretty remarkable, so let's go test the thesis.
We take meetings with as many sales desks as will see us,
and we say we're a buyer of ESG names down here.
Find out who's got the longest list of worthless names,
but we can't ignore your alma mater.
That would be rude.
Okay. No, I mean, you're right. Of course...
Let me work an angle at Pierpoint
that is not the wallflower.
Why? She's comically shit at her job.
- Gotta go. - Okay, bye.
- I got this. - Thank you.
You know what's really fucked up?
I put on a full face of makeup just to see his corpse.
You look beautiful.
Thank you.
You don’t have to thank me.
Guess I’m going back to the office.
Okay.
What?
Yasmin, this is Alexander.
Alexander Norton.
Oh, he-- Sorry, I'm...
Hello, Mister... My Lord.
Hi, sir.
First, my deepest sympathy for your loss.
I'll always cherish Trinity Term 1988.
This is a courtesy call. I hope it polite.
I try and hold off on publishing hearsay
unless it can be at least nearly double-sourced.
Our crime editor on the Sunday paper,
she's quite recalcitrant.
She somehow tracked down a source
onboard The Lady Yasmin.
A Ms. Galperin-Diaz.
She worked quite closely with your father, I believe,
and holds a rather alarming counter-narrative
to the prevailing one concerning Charles's final hours.
Right, well, what can we do about that?
Have you spoken much to Henry?
I worry his black dog's returned.
Maybe it's too fatalistic, but I worry about the cruel
inevitability of him ending up like his father.
Well, what am I supposed to do?
I mean...
I can't... I can't save him.
And to be honest, I don't-- I don't really want to.
I can't spike the story, Yasmin.
Or, I shouldn't.
I only have daughters. And by some damned fine luck,
they only have daughters.
So I suppose everything I have will end up with Henry.
I'm sorry... I don't... I don't follow.
Please try and remember that with Henry,
some of his worst instincts are not his own.
My deepest condolences for your loss.
My sporran’s falling down.
Fucking hell.
Pierpoint stock rallied ten percent into the U.S. close last night
on the new CEO announcement.
Yes, Pierpoint.
The new bossman is Tom Wolsey,
ex-Bain managing partner
and head of their private equity consulting group.
- It seems like he's got... - Eric--
- ...a dual citizenship... - Jesus, wow.
You smell like a Glaswegian night out.
Have you been home?
Anyway, look. I spoke to three competitor bond traders
this morning trying to move Pierpoint's senior secureds
for peanuts.
This isn't localized to us. That's the macro environment.
Well, what's all this noise out of New York about Chucky the Wop?
They've just tinned their head of debt syndicate.
You don't know about this?
What is the point of being high up if you are not connected?
Bonds aren't an attractive security right now,
given these constant rate hikes.
Man, do the maths!
Have you seen this Wolsey’s CV?
"Portfolio value creation"
for the Canadian sovereign wealth fund.
He's a butcher masquerading as a surgeon.
You're late.
Wolsey’s a positive catalyst for the stock.
Take a look at where it's indicating, where it closed.
Don't talk to me like you're Investor Relations.
It's rallying because the market has read the appointment
as a green light for aggressive restructuring.
Pierpoint is a more valuable company today than it was yesterday.
Okay, are we gonna stop and analyze the absolute bilge
that just came out of your mouth?
Come on, you-- you sit down here with us.
Since when did you give a fuck
about maximizing shareholder value?
Rishi, I'm a-- I'm a partner.
I don't care that they showered you in stock options.
Look, you gave me assurances
when we fucked Harper and built this team
that my comp was guaranteed.
Cash.
Look, I... I need that money.
I have a family.
You still owe me 15 large from the horses.
Yes, and you can wear a swing like that
whilst I'm making you proper money.
Eric, I have worked for you long enough
to know when you're not being straight with me.
Is the company in trouble?
I don't think you know...
as much as you think you do.
Are you gonna make a trade
or you gonna play with your balls all day?
Well, pop into Deutsche Bank then.
No, push her.
Yeah, thank you. I'll be there--
I'll be there in half an hour.
Okay, thank you.
Hey, Anraj.
Can you cover for me, for like an hour? Two, tops?
Thank you so much.
Hey, wherever you're going, please take me with you.
Hey, isn't it my turn to buy lunch?
I...
I've got an interview.
You're taking calls from headhunters?
Between us...
I think you should be more receptive to their calls, too.
See you.
Yo! Anyone got any more color on Chucky the Wop being binned?
He’s dipped his pen in a few interns so I was wondering
whether his rap sheet finally caught up with him.
Heavy weather?
Or he was fired for something to do with the wider fixed income division.
Excuse me?
You look like you're under heavy weather.
It's just one of those days I really don't want to be on the desk.
Ibid.
- Ditto. - Yeah.
I used to have a medicine
for heavy weather days when I was in your position,
when I was an associate.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, a big blue steak...
and a fistful of blood thinners.
My treat.
Yeah, that...
That actually sounds really nice.
Thank you.
Yasmin speaking.
Yeah, Ramdani.
Yeah, thanks.
Half a rack, and sixty seconds of my respect.
Apparently not.
So your résumé says that you did rotations
in Risk and Equity Trading and Fixed Income.
What's your view on Pierpoint's issuance
of senior secured bonds over the past 12 quarters?
What do you mean?
Issuing that much debt does bespeak
a level of confidence, right, on returns coming down the pike?
If I had a view on that, it would be speculative.
Speculate freely.
I'm honestly not sure if I'm eligible to answer that,
given my level of seniority or...
where I'm currently sat.
Okay.
Let's talk about where you're currently sat then.
Equity in green-focused companies has been Pierpoint's raison d'être.
Would you say
they've been overexposed, given the trend is cooling?
Again, I think you would have to talk
to Pierpoint's Asset Management division about that.
I'm sorry. Are you asking me to consolidate a trade idea, or...
We're spitballing.
If you wanna work with me, we spitball.
Okay.
What if I said to you Pierpoint was the short of the century?
What do you expect me to say to that?
How deep is Pierpoint in these ESG names?
How many billions and how many companies?
And just how little does the market appreciate
how unwieldy and complex their balance sheet has gotten?
What, do you want a fucking list?
I'm sorry that I've wasted your time.
Sweetpea, when I take a meeting, it's off the record.
Your boss is not my greatest fan.
You would not want it to get back to him
that you took a meeting with me.
Enjoy the rest of your day.
People do not have their ear to the ground in here.
There's a picture building.
I mean fucking look at them all.
They're, like, crossing the Aioi Bridge
to their old big shop on the morning of Hiroshima.
- What? - I'm sorry!
Sorry, my dad's a bit of a...
He’s a bit of a World War Two wanker.
I mean, there's no one here who knows what the fuck is about to happen.
Pierpoint’s stocks rallying.
I am telling you,
there's a sentiment growing out there
that is not reflected in the share prices yet.
What are you talking about?
LeviathanAlpha are like turbocharged,
'roided up, juicehead bears on Pierpoint.
- Damn. - Yeah.
Did they... they offer you a job?
They... They just wanted me to be their smoking gun.
Damn.
Well, you need to tell Eric. This can't get out.
I cannot tell Eric that I took a fucking interview
- with Harper Stern. Come on. - But you need to tell someone.
I think Pierpoint might be absolutely fucked.
Yeah? What else is new?
Who’s arsed?
I mean...
- Right? - Yeah.
We're interested in diversifying LeviathanAlpha's portfolio,
expanding into privates.
Private ESG-focused companies.
Growth stocks with an ethical bent.
I used to cover you guys when I was at Pierpoint.
This is a volte-face. You guys were making a stink
in the market as anti-ESG?
Did you know that when Dolly Parton said,
"We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the boat sails,"
she wasn't talking about some guy.
She was talking about her investment portfolio.
Look, we're nimble.
These companies are at a historic low,
given the climate of rate rises and boiling hot inflation.
It's not that we believe in the companies.
We believe they're cheap. That's the trade.
Which ESG name are you interested in, exactly?
Show us the full BWIC and we'll see what suits.
The more distressed, the better.
Guys, what's going on here?
You realize this stuff is shit, right?
There isn't a marginal buyer of this junk out there,
so what are you doing here?
He doesn't know what he's talking about.
He's an associate.
People like us know that the real meaning of "shit"
is "undervalued."
They like the trade.
Our job is to facilitate it.
Thank you.
Okay, so Deutsche Bank has nine names.
Citibank only had seven.
Or at least it looks like they have seven.
Yeah, seven. And... I mean, JP Morgan,
the clear winner with 22 distressed ESG assets.
Absolutely.
Let's check in at Pierpoint on our way back
and then we'll make the call.
Who did you make that meeting through?
Did you make it through Yasmin?
Harper, she's the least inquisitive salesperson
in the Northern Hemisphere. Who else?
No, I asked you not to do that.
You're exploiting a personal relationship.
Hold on. You made me aware of Yasmin.
"Exploiting a personal relationship"?
You mean politicking? I'm sorry,
if someone's naive enough to show you their underbelly,
they shouldn't be surprised if someone prods at it.
Okay, well, what about your underbelly?
When were you gonna tell me you had a substance abuse problem?
Excuse me?
James Ashford told me that you met in rehab.
We met in rehab?
We met in the lobby, as I was dropping off my son.
I'm sorry.
What else do you need to know, huh?
Do you need to know that he's in and out of care?
You wanna know his middle name, his fucking birthday?
How does that help us today?
I'm sorry. Genuinely, I am sorry.
But I do think if we were more vulnerable with each other,
then things like this wouldn't happen.
No, no, no. I don't ask you who you fuck,
or what pills you take to go to sleep.
I respect your work, and you respect mine.
That's the only currency that matters here.
We are colleagues.
Yasmin is your former colleague.
You interested in the past or in our future?
Fuck.
It's like, for a minute, you know...
Everything's perfect.
- Right. - Martini, sir?
- Do you want one? - No, I'm...
I mean, I do but I won't.
You're not gonna stop me.
Were you drunk at work this morning?
I think I'm gonna lose my kids.
She hired Mr. Payout. Fucking feminist judge, too.
She got everything. I got nothing.
Bad trade.
Is Pierpoint...
in trouble?
I mean, Sweetpea told me--
Sweetpea doesn't know what she's talking about.
Sorry for using you
to justify drinking off my hangover.
No, no. I'm happy to be here.
The steak’s good.
Still?
What kind of...
father were you?
Are you?
Much worse than my own.
He worked on a line making widgets
for 50 years.
He used to say...
"If you really want to damn a man,
teach him how to count."
He was right, as always.
You sure I can't tempt you?
Sometimes, I think it's a child's biological duty
to kill their parents.
Do you think I give you preferential treatment on the desk?
'Cause I'm trying to reflect on the different ways
I treat the women in my life.
With all due respect, Eric, I don't see myself
as a woman in your life.
You know, you're not a man in mine.
Right.
We work together.
Yeah...
I heard your relationship with Henry
was raised by the select committee.
Yeah.
Has that been going on since COP?
Sorry.
Hi.
You okay?
Yeah. How-- how are you?
I just wanted to check you're all right.
I'm fine. Why?
What's going on?
Oh, God, sorry. Have you not seen?
There are leaked autopsy photos
of Charles's body all over Reddit.
No, I haven't seen. Is there anything else?
Anything in the press?
Like an interview with anyone from the boat?
Anyone called Alondra?
No, no, just these horrific photos.
Are you okay?
- You with someone? - Yeah.
I'm having lunch with Eric.
Oh, my God.
Stay away from that fucking vampire.
Okay, speak soon.
You know...
the only useful thing I remember my shrink ever saying
to me was, "Desire is practical,
pragmatic. It takes what it can get."
I've thought about that a lot...
since. And maybe, you know,
unex-- unexpected as it is--
Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there.
I'm gonna pay for my own food, and I just, I don't...
I don't want you to say whatever it is you're thinking of saying.
You've misunderstood.
Nope, I don't think that I have.
No, I was just saying,
or trying to say...
I don't know.
The story of our lives
becomes the story
of the detours
our desire...
takes us on.
What the fuck are you doing? Why are you doing this?
Why are you doing this to me? Why? What do you want?
What do you actually want me to do right now?
You want me to give you a nice little handjob in the toilet?
Well-- I mean, what is it that you actually want from me?
What am I? What is this? Is this sex?
It's just sex for you? This is just sex for you?
Making me sit here like this, listening to you talk like this.
It's not sex!
It's not sex, okay? So you can do that--
you can do that on your own time.
I have a meeting with LeviathanAlpha
and our Asset Management guy in five.
Yeah, I mean just in terms
- of where the actual markets are... - Do you want to join?
...there’s not much difference between those two, I think.
Yeah, yeah, I’m just going into it now.
Can you do me a favor and just check in with your trader?
Hey, hey. How about them Mets?
I'm just fucking with you. I know you hate baseball.
You would if you were a Met.
It’s called So Many Ways to Lose.
We're interested in buying the dip
on a lot of private ESG equity.
Really?
And catch a falling knife?
I'd appreciate it if you guys were a bit more honest with us.
You're a hedge fund, not a distressed credit fund.
Why are you interested
in the long-term growth prospects of
a load of these...
There's a company in here
that specializes in making the biodegradable receptacles
for 200-pound-a-throw moisturizer.
There's a green fintech company. Do we know what that is?
Credit cards made of compressed wood chippings?
Yeah, made by starving Iraqis, but they're queer, so it's ESG.
Look, holding this stuff has been the daily bane of our existence.
But it's so antithetical to the heterodox principles
that I thought your company was founded on.
And I know that you guys are fucking smart,
so there's no way that this is your trade.
Yeah, they're too fucking smart to be heterodox on principle,
just when it pragmatically suits.
Y'all, I am... very impressed
with Pierpoint's service. You're the only bank
that wants to engage in an academic analysis
of why I want to give you money.
Yeah, they've already been to JPM, Deutsche, et cetera.
They could take this trade anywhere on the street.
You want to sell this stuff, right?
So, sell it to them at mid. Everyone’s a winner.
Yeah, may we see the list, please?
Oh, double-sided, for the environment.
Well, that is a lot of names.
"Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows."
You have a kink for slaughtering sacred cows.
You know we can't short these.
They're not publicly traded companies.
We don't wanna short these names.
We want to short Pierpoint.
In as much size as you will give us.
That's why we're bringing this trade to their biggest competitor.
You mean their cast-offs?
Pierpoint took a gamble on bringing
60 supposedly promising ESG-focused companies to the market.
They took a significant position as the anchor at a bad level,
and to support that bet, took on a lot of debt.
That debt is reaching maturity, and it cannot be refinanced.
This is growing knowledge across the street.
Liquidity elsewhere in the bank?
Zip.
Pierpoint has no way of paying its debtors back.
How the fuck did they allow themselves
to get into this hole on something as banal as ESG?
They wanted to be first movers.
Pierpoint's Asset Management division
has become a proxy prop desk
and has been given undue influence over the balance sheet.
I mean, it is little more than a shell company for shit.
It's no wonder they brought in Wolsey to fix it.
Yeah, I heard the CFO, Wilhelmina Fassbinder,
is using John Lindsay's senility
to make unilateral plays
and change the whole direction of the company.
Those Weekend at Bernie’s rumors are true, then?
Why are you bringing this trade to us?
Shorting this size is gonna be more than point-five percent
of the company. It will be public knowledge.
We want you to do it with enough discretion
so we can go to the other banks and buy CDS protection
on Pierpoint before the disaster is fully priced in the CDS.
Maximize our upside.
What sorta size are we talking about?
Five hundred million dollars.
How much of your AUM is that?
About half the fund.
On one position?
- You must be-- - Confident.
If it trades to zero,
you make half-a-billion-dollars profit.
Net of all costs to you.
The borrow to short the stock is gonna cost us a lot of money.
That money's yours.
You realize that this trade
could cause the sort of panic around Pierpoint
that may not be able to be contained, right?
Don't they deserve it?
So, we're all brought together today
by the force of negative cohesion.
Whatever gets us out of bed, right?
Yeah, yeah, I mean, I can take the call, but...
how about you just call someone more qualified for that?
No, nah, no. I’ve been here
- for four years... - How were LeviathanAlpha?
Good.
I introduced them to Yal Shafqat in PAM.
Yeah, a bit of movement there.
- It's all positive. - What's
the Asset Management connection?
I don't know if you know this,
but PAM have a lot of distressed ESG private equity exposure, so...
Yeah, not exactly a bull.
So...
what did they want?
Well, they're sniffing around,
but they think that it's trading well below fair value
and it will correct. They’re buyers.
That makes no sense.
What exactly did you tell them about our exposure?
I gave them a list.
A fucking list!
I dunno...
Have you got an appointment--
You can't go in there!
Okay, you've got Daddy's attention now.
Can I help you?
Is this why you do the things you do?
So-- sorry?
You're stood in my office, emotionally incontinent,
and you're saying I need your attention?
You listen to me, you little fucking cunt.
Maybe you need a glass of water.
I don't know what your angle is,
but it's somewhere in the area of causing the most harm
to as many people as you physically can.
Everyone's collateral, right?
Even the only girl stupid enough to call you a friend.
Do you ever listen to the pat shit
that comes out of your fucking mouth?
Everything you do on the floor communicates an ideology
that people are a means to an end.
I enact your philosophy
and you have the nerve to come into my office
and call me a bad person?
Go fuck yourself.
You know, I'm guessing
you live with the feeling that you're a monster.
And now there's nothing stopping you on your path
to whatever behavior provides you
with an externalized fantasy of what you really think
of yourself every moment of every day.
I want you to know from the bottom of my heart
that what you think about yourself...
is true.
I heard your family fell apart.
Shame.
But maybe now you can finally go after
whatever it is that you really want.
Is he drunk?
Jesus Christ.
And that is why we keep it professional.
Floor eight, doors opening.
Hi, guys, anyone in New York got any color
on the reversal in Pierpoint's share price?
Hearing away some sizeable shorts building.
Yeah, something to keep an eye on.
Hello.
Yasmin, have I got you at a good time?
Yeah, sure.
There's no easy way of saying this.
We don't think you should come to work tomorrow.
Okay.
I understand, I'll take the day.
No.
This is an indefinite decision.
It's a decision of the company.
We think it's for the best, given all you're going through.
What?
We think it's affecting your focus.
Some proprietary information from Pierpoint Asset Management
got into the hands of a bad actor.
Actually, I'm not gonna couch my language.
Your friend fucked you.
HR will be in touch with next steps.
I hope you understand how much I enjoyed working with you.
Good luck with wherever you land next.
Will you fuck off?
Bill, I hope you're on a flight to London.
The market knows we're dying.
Hey.
You okay?
You know...
my first instinct when I got back into my cabin...
was to brush my hair.
Your first instinct was to protect me.
Why?
"Why?” What do you mean “why?”
Why did you help me?
Because it was the human thing to do.
You didn't do anything wrong.
You didn't do anything, Yas.
No, you're right. I did nothing.
You didn't commit a crime, Yas.
Okay, you're not responsible.
He was headed
where he was headed, and that's it.
You know, I have defended you...
to people.
Rob. Eric.
I find myself constantly defending you
because that girl on the boat,
whoever that girl was...
she loved me.
- I do love you. - Fuck you.
Fuck you.
My pain is useful to you.
Even today, of all the fucking days,
my pain was useful to you.
And the more I sit with it, the more I realize, of course...
Of course, that little voice in my head was right.
You revel in my disgrace.
You revel in other people's pain.
It fucking nourishes you.
Okay, Yas.
I did everything in my power to try and stop Petra.
I did.
But this is the business.
Sorry the world is showing you what it is,
without any of the protections that you are so clearly used to.
And I am genuinely sorry that you think I am so sick
that I could somehow get off on your unhappiness now.
Oh, so you don’t? You didn't today?
I needed my friend today!
Harper, I needed my friend and you used me!
You don't want friends!
You do not want friends!
You want people to make the hierarchy
of your world make fucking sense to you.
Do you have any capacity to see beyond the projection
of your own insecurities?
Because the most appalling things
that you think about yourself are not how I see you!
How do you see me then?
Does it appall you
that I have somehow managed to make it on my own?
Oh, my God.
You're mental.
You are hardwired
to exploit people's vulnerabilities
and all the fucking mental gymnastics of whatever,
I don't know, genetic blame game or how you were brought up,
or "Oh, my God. My brother, he’s an addict”
shit that you spin does not absolve you
of how you choose to act now!
I deserve better than this.
I do.
Everyone deserves better than the way that you treat them.
The way you use and use and fucking take is disgusting.
It's disgusting.
The way you treat Rob, and he still chooses you.
He still chooses you every fucking time.
You think that if I wasn't around,
Rob would wanna be with you?
He thinks you're deranged.
Being a narcissist with an inferiority complex
doesn't make you an underdog, Harper.
It makes you completely fucking nauseating.
And trust me, I know narcissists.
My dad used to pity himself, too.
Right, and I'm sure you've fed into that self-pity,
the same way that you feed into
what he and every other man like him wants you to be.
A fucking sex object and a victim,
which you conveniently bounce between
whenever it suits you.
You know, I used to think that the worst thing
that you could think about me
and the worst thing that I could think about you
might still be true,
and we might be able to love each other in spite of it,
but I am certain
that that is not the case.
Like father, like daughter, right?
Your arrogance is just you overcompensating for the fact
that you could not be any more fucking ordinary.
And guess what?
The world can only hide that shit from you for so long, Yas.
You are talentless.
And useless.
And a fucking whore.
You need to stop crying.
Hi. Sorry.
I've been looking for you.
Yeah, we were having a,
what you would say, a "session" in our room.
Yeah.
A sesh, like a session.
Vale, I just wanted to apologize for what you may have seen.
- Your father and I have a very-- - Don't worry about it.
I know exactly what he's like.
Bueno.
Do you think he'll be coming into town?
He mentioned he needed a pedicure before Nikki Beach.
The beauty team in Sóller would like to make arrangements.
I have no idea.
I mean, he's been up for, like, two days straight,
so I'm guessing his nap probably just turned
into more of, like, a...
- a sleep. - Sleep, sleep.
Yeah.
Bueno.
You look like the loneliest girl
to have ever had a boat named after her.
I can’t believe that prick almost made us
miss a res at Nikki Beach.
In some ways, he's already there.
You know...