♪ (DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
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. - ROMAN ROY: Uh-huh.
You'll keep it light.
Well, you know, the only thing is, um,
- Con's wedding. - LOGAN ROY: 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. - LOGAN: 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? - LOGAN: Yeah.
I think we wanna let her go.
Uh, right. Right. Uh, okay, well, let's discuss.
LOGAN: So, will you give her the heads-up?
- ROMAN: 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.
LOGAN: We'll make it tidy afterwards.
Just give her the word today. Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
- ♪ (JAZZ BAND PLAYING LIVELY MUSIC) ♪ - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- SHIV ROY: No. - GREG HIRSCH: Just-- Just checking, uh,
he definitely doesn't want me coming with you guys?
TOM WAMBSGANS: He doesn't, correct.
GREG: 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.
TOM: Well, that sounds creepy.
It's not creepy, it's--
TOM: 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"? - TOM: 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.
(CHUCKLES) 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.
- CONNOR ROY: I'm not looking. - Oh!
- I'm not looking. - Okay, I'll go. I'm going.
- No bad luck. (CHUCKLES) - WILLA FERREYRA: 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.
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ - (AIRPLANE ENGINE RUMBLING)
TOM: Hail Loganus Maximus, slayer of Vikings!
- (CAR DOORS CLOSING) - Morning, sir. How are you?
So... what have you got on Matsson for me?
TOM: 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... (MIMICS GUNSHOT)
LOGAN: Uh-huh.
And, uh, Gerri. Find out when he's done it.
Okay.
- Karolina! - KAROLINA NOVOTNEY: Yes?
Gerri's getting the push.
Oh, okay.
- LOGAN: What? - KAROLINA: 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.
♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪
- ♪ (JAZZ BAND PLAYING LIVELY MUSIC) ♪ - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪ (MUSIC QUIETENS) ♪
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... (MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY)
- 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? - ROMAN: Yes, I'm going to do it.
I'll let you know, okay? And back off,
you inflatable dicky-dick.
(QUIETLY) Oh, fucking asshole.
- ROMAN: Oh, hello, Gerri. How are you doing? - (SIGHS)
- ROMAN: You look well. - Thank you.
I saw a client of mine in there.
- Oh, no worries. - MARTYN: 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? - GERRI KELLMAN: 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. - GERRI: Oh, since when?
Since you sent me repeated images
of your genitalia?
- Okay, no. - GERRI: 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.
- ♪ (SOFT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING) ♪ - Don't--
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? - BETH: Okay.
- CATERER: Yes. - Yes?
- BETH: Okay. - Thank you.
♪ (MUSIC CONTINUES) ♪
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ - Uh, hey, Dad, can you, uh...
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?
'Cause your son is getting married,
and you can't fucking keep expecting me to bend over
for you, like, being cunty. So, I'm just asking. So, uh...
Yeah, that's the question. Are you a cunt?
Okay, give me a buzz.
(CELL PHONE DINGS)
(GROANS)
- Kidney chop! - (GRUNTS, CHUCKLES)
- Good. - Good?
Good, that was a good one.
- Shall we go? - Yeah, let's go.
Let's, uh, maybe get a head start
on all the fucky-fucky face-people, so...
- Hi. Oh. Look how lovely. - WILLA: Hi.
- Oh, smooches. (SMOOCHES) - (SMOOCHES)
- Nice boat. - (CHUCKLES) Thanks.
- Hi, congratulations. - Thank you. (SMOOCHES)
- How's the groom? - Oh, you know,
he's nervous about you guys,
and his dad, and he invited the press.
(CLEARS THROAT) But he's fixated on the cake.
He says it's a "loony cake"?
- Oh. - ROMAN: Yeah, okay.
WILLA: What is that?
- Uh, it's-- - Um... (CLICKS TONGUE)
I believe...
when they told Connor's mom was getting, you know...
- Going to the funny farm. - ...taken into--
into mental health care, they gave him cake,
Dad and whoever, just to calm him down.
You know, dab of sugar, bite of cake.
So, he was eating Victoria sponge
for, like, a week straight.
Oh, right. Okay.
- So, "looney cake." - ROMAN: Yeah.
So, Willa, I'm really looking forward to saying hi to everyone
and mixing it up and whatnot.
But is there an area where we can,
- you know, so we don't get Roy'd to fuck. - Uh, yeah. Yeah, um...
On the second floor, there's an area.
Thank you. I mean, I want to meet everyone
and get into it all
- about their fucking jobs... - Hey, Julie, can you, um,
- help them get upstairs. - ...children and everything
- but, you know, thank you. - Unbelievable, Julie.
- Can you believe this guy? - ROMAN: Who's Julie? You Julie?
- Yes. - This is Julie.
- Hi. - It's right this way.
So, uh, what are you hearing?
- Is he coming by? - Hey. Uh, I-- I have no idea,
- I don't know. - (SMOOCHES)
Uh, I'm hearing Stockholm, gone or going.
- KENDALL ROY: Oh. - Yeah.
- Okay. - SHIV: Mm-hmm.
KENDALL: Matsson wouldn't fix it with him on a phoner?
GREG: Journalism, taking quotes and kicking asses.
Oh, you shouldn't talk to him. He likes to whip it out to see if anyone notices.
- It's a sick game, Greggy... - Oh!
...stop playing it. No, bad.
Hey, nice to see you. Hey, guys.
- Hey. - Oh! Hey. Hey, guys.
Hey, can I grab you for a sec?
- No. - ROMAN: No.
- Pass. - I-- I-- Sorry, I just-- I just want to congratulate you
- on everything-- - Don't touch me.
KENDALL: Get your nose out of our trough, Greggy.
You think Matsson is gonna tell Dad to just fuck off?
He'll approve the offer is what will happen.
(SIGHS)
- Dad's gotta go fucking... - (CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
- KENDALL: ...lingonberry picking with Matsson. - (SHIV CHUCKLES)
Fucking puppet mastering the old bastard.
Okay, well, what if the deal falls apart,
- though, Ken? - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
What's the-- what's the latest from Nan and Naomi?
Still in touch with Naomi?
He'll land it. And we will pocket
that sweet bonus loot.
- (CELL PHONE VIBRATING) - Uh-huh.
- KENDALL: There he is. - Hey, hi, hi, hi. (SMOOCHES)
Uh, hey, so, the idea is, uh, that Dad will pop by,
be dockside, and you guys are up here.
And I think that's just the cleanest.
Oh! Oh, okay. Uh...
- You think he's gonna pop by? - Spoke with Kerry. He's hoping.
- Oh, okay then. - Okay.
All right, thanks. Okay.
Well, someone's gotta tell him. We should tell him.
KENDALL: We should tell him.
- SHIV: No, come on. Really? - He likes you.
Fine.
- Fine. - I'll be the wedding Grinch.
Fuck you.
- Good luck. - (CELL PHONE RINGS, VIBRATES)
Oh, my. Fucking leave me--
Yeah, hello! Fucky-sucky brigade.
How can I help you?
- FRANK VERNON: Are you... - TOM: Calling, yeah.
- Hey, Roman. - Yeah.
TOM: Hey, uh, your dad is very sick.
- He's very, very sick. - What?
- KENDALL: What? Okay? - (STAMMERS) It's Tom. Apparently, Dad's sick.
Uh, what do you mean he's sick? Like, sick, like--
- What's going on? - Tom?
- Tom! Are you still there? - Is he okay?
- What's going on? What is it? - TOM: We don't know.
- Is he okay? - TOM: He seems kind of hurt.
- Who's with him? - TOM: Uh...
He had a very serious...
- Serious, what? - TOM: We don't know. It's-- it's-- It is very, very bad.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - It seems very bad. I'm so sorry to call you like this.
ROMAN: Can you put him on the phone?
Who's there, Tom? What's going on?
- What happened? - TOM: Uh, so,
he was short of breath and he went into the bathroom,
and he was gone and then what it was, uh, someone heard something
and he was-- we were concerned and then they went in there.
They-- they went in, they broke in?
TOM: They broke in. They, uh, they had the key and they got in there,
but he's nonresponsive.
Is he still in there? Did--
He's-- he's-- he's nonresponsive?
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER PHONE) - TOM: Yeah. They're--
Is he talking?
- Can he-- can he talk? - Is he breathing?
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
They're doing chest compressions.
- Oh, fuck!
- Has his heart stopped? - TOM: Uh, I don't know.
- Do you guys-- - TOM: I don't know.
Do you have the machine on board?
- The fucking heart thing? - The defibrillator.
- Do you have that? - Well, unless his heart has stopped.
Well, okay, I don't fucking know.
What's going on, Tom? Who's in charge?
- TOM: Is-- - Who's in charge?
TOM: Is Shiv there? Is Siobhan there?
- What is going on right now? - No, she's not.
TOM: Karl said that maybe he's-- he's breathing, maybe.
- Who is medically competent there? - Okay, he is breathing?
TOM: They're trained--
The-- the people-- The attendant is trained.
I'm gonna put you on speaker, hold on.
The fucking flight attendant?
KARL MULLER: The captain has spoke-- The captain's been in touch.
He is in touch and, the, uh, the cabin staff,
they're receiving medical, uh, advice from their service.
- From who? - KARL: The cabin service.
- You have a service? Okay, what is that service? - Okay, can we be--
What's the name of that service?
KENDALL: Guys, can we be looped in on that? Karl?
- They-- they should talk to him. - You tell 'em, go ahead.
- They should speak to him. - ROMAN: Is that Frank?
What did he say?
TOM: So, Frank-- Frank thinks you should speak to your dad,
and I can hold the phone-- I can hold the phone near him if you like.
Why does Frank think that, Tom?
TOM: I guess, if-- if it's a chance to,
you know. I-- I think in case it's the last chance.
Fuck do you mean, Tom?
FRANK: He's not in good shape, Roman. He's not in good shape.
They're doing chest compressions.
Well, should they be doing that?
FRANK: They're getting good advice. They're good people.
But I think you should talk to him.
I-- I'm not sure he's breathing.
You serious right now, Frank? Fuck me, man!
We just heard that he was breathing.
You shouldn't do CPR to someone whose heart is going, Frank.
- What the fuck is going on? - Can you breathe without a heart?
- Can you? - What is going on?
TOM: I'm gonna take you to him.
I'm taking you to him now, and I'm gonna put you
- by his ear. - ♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
TOM: Okay, he'll be able to hear you.
- That's-- - TOM: If he can hear,
he'll be able to hear you.
Uh, you might wanna get, uh--
Yeah, yeah, yeah. We'll get Shiv, we'll get Shiv.
- we'll get Shiv. - TOM: You might wanna get Shiv.
- (PANTS) - Okay, I'm putting you by his ear now.
ROMAN: Can he hear me? Is he okay?
- Tom! Is he okay? - TOM: No, Rome, he's not okay.
But you can speak into his ear, right now.
Go ahead.
Uh. Um...
Uh, hey, Dad, uh...
Uh, I hope you're okay.
Uh, you're okay. You're-- you're going to be okay.
Uh, because you're-- you're a monster.
And you're gonna win. 'Cause you just--
you just win and, uh, you're a good--
You're a good man. You're a good dad.
You're a very, very good dad. Uh...
You did a good job. (INHALES SHARPLY)
No! I don't-- I'm sorry, I don't know how to do that.
You can-- I can't. Your turn.
- Am I by his ear? - TOM: Yeah.
You're by his ear. If he can hear it,
he can hear you.
- Go ahead. - KENDALL: Okay.
Uh... hang in there.
Yeah, um...
- "Be okay..." - It'll be okay.
And know we love you, Dad. Okay? We love you.
I love you, Dad.
I do. I love you. Okay? Uh...
- (FLIGHT ATTENDANT COUNTING INDISTINCTLY) - KENDALL: And it's okay.
Uh, even though you fucking...
I don't know. I can't-- I can't forgive you. Um...
But, uh...
Yeah, but I-- I, uh... (BREATHES DEEPLY)
It's okay, um...
And-- and-- and-- and I love you, uh...
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER PHONE) - I don't-- I don't--
- Hello, Tom? - Is Siobhan there?
ROMAN: (STAMMERS) Ken's going to get her right now.
He's not here, I don't think.
Um. He's, uh-- Ken's gonna get Shiv.
- Uh... - I'm gonna get Shiv.
ROMAN: He's going to get her. Uh...
Can you-- can you put me back to his ear?
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Thanks for making me do that.
- Uh, sorry, just a sec-- - Shiv.
- Shivy, honey. - Mom?
- Dad, he's in trouble. - What?
- What's happened? - Uh, he's on the plane.
And he got--
Uh, I don't-- It's bad and, uh,
they're doing chest compressions.
- (SNIFFLES) - What?
What? What, Ken?
(SOFTLY) Come on, this way.
I don't know everything, um...
He's with Tom and Frank and Karl,
- and they're on the line to doctors and, uh-- - SHIV: Um, okay.
KENDALL: I don't know, he was in the bathroom.
And he had trouble breathing.
Like, I don't know-- It's, uh-- And--
and they started doing chest compressions,
- and he was still breathing a minute ago... - Okay.
- ...but it's-- it's very bad. - ROMAN: Okay, yeah.
- So, Shiv's coming, uh-- - Okay.
- ROMAN: Hey, um... - SHIV: Um--
- They-- they think he's gone. - SHIV: What?
- They think he's gone. - SHIV: What happened?
- What do you mean? - Well, they think--
- they think Dad died. - What?
- ROMAN: Yeah. - No. (WHIMPERS)
- ROMAN: I'm sorry. - No! Um...
No, I can't have that!
- (WHIMPERS) - KENDALL: Hey, hey, Tom.
- Hey, can she do it? Can Shiv, uh, speak to him? - ROMAN: They've been putting us
to Dad's ear, just to speak to him.
KENDALL: Can you put her next to his ear? Okay.
- I'm-- I'm giving you to Shiv. - Okay.
- What? - TOM: Hey, Shiv, I'm putting you by his ear.
Okay.
Uh, is he hearing? Is he still hearing?
TOM: Uh, I don't know. But I'm putting you there, okay?
And you're by his ear, you can go now,
- you're talking to him now. - Oh! Oh! Okay! Hey!
(WHIMPERS) Hey, Dad. Uh, hello.
Um, you're gonna be okay. And I'm sorry--
- Is he dead? - ROMAN: I don't know.
I don't know if he's dead. Is he fucking dead?
ROMAN: I don't know!
Tom? (WHIMPERS)
Tom?
- (PANTS) - Hey, hey.
SHIV: Is he-- is he even alive?
- I don't know, honey. - SHIV: Is-- is he--
Are you just being nice to me? Is he gone?
TOM: He's, uh... I don't-- I don't know. We-- He, uh...
We don't know. We don't know.
Okay, I'm putting you back there, okay?
Uh, okay. Well, um...
(TEARFULLY) I don't know what to do.
TOM: You're by his ear.
Okay.
- TOM: I'm gonna put you back there. - Okay, just, like, go private.
Be somewhere private, just speak.
It's weird, but speak, okay?
Like, you never know, he might hear you.
SHIV: Uh, Dad?
Um, hey.
(SOBS) Dad?
(SOBS) Daddy, uh, I love you.
Uh. Uh, don't go, please, not now.
No, I, uh... I love you, you fucking...
God! I don't-- Um, there's no excuses for the...
But, I...
But, I... Fuck!
I don't know. I do love you. (SOBS)
And it's okay.
(WHIMPERS) It's okay, Daddy. It's okay, I love you.
(WHIMPERS) I...
TOM: Do you want to stay on?
Um...
(SHIV SOBS)
- ROMAN: Do you want me to take it away? - SHIV: I don't want it.
- (TEARFULLY) Please, please. - Uh...
(SOBS)
- ROMAN: Um, Tom? Tom? - TOM: Hey, Roman.
What's happening? What's-- What, precisely--
Like, tell me, precisely, what is happening right now.
TOM: Okay, so, um...
Yeah, so we're all here,
and I'm-- and I'm heading to the back
- of the plane. Uh... - DEFIBRILLATOR VOICE: Stand clear of patient.
- (DEFIBRILLATOR BUZZING) - And they're--
- FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Shocking. Everybody clear. - He's at the front,
on the floor, and they're doing chest compressions and, uh...
Okay, so they're still doing chest compressions?
TOM: Yeah, yeah, they are. But not because--
I think they have to.
I think they have to keep doing that.
In the plane, people are lovely, and they're good people.
I think he's...
I think they've made him very comfortable.
- What? But-- but is... Is-- is he gone-- - ROMAN: What?
- SHIV: He's gone-- - Tom, is he, uh...
Is he okay, at all?
- He's not okay. No, he's not. - (SHIV SOBS OVER PHONE)
Is-- is he gone, Tom?
TOM: I mean, they say his heart has stopped
and his breathing has stopped.
(INHALES DEEPLY) For a while, maybe.
Okay, but that doesn't mean that he's dead, medically?
- Right? - (FLIGHT ATTENDANT COUNTING INDISTINCTLY)
I don't know, they're-- they're still doing
- the chest compressions. - ROMAN: Okay, and-- and--
and when do you land?
Have you turned around? Are you coming back?
TOM: Yeah, I don't-- I think yes. Yes.
We're coming to-- We're heading back, I think.
ROMAN: Okay.
Can you put me through to the flight deck?
Can I speak with the pilot, please, Tom?
You know what, I'll call Frank's phone
and he can take me to the flight deck.
Okay. Okay.
So, Frank, Kendall's going to call your phone
to be taken through to the pilot, okay.
Okay, that's happening.
- (PHONE RINGING) - JESS JORDAN: Hey, Ken.
- Jess, I need a few things. - JESS: Yeah.
Uh, my dad's dying.
- I'm just going to do facts, okay? - JESS: Sure. Got it.
- I need my doctor and, uh, I need-- - JESS: Are you okay?
- Do-- Do they have his doctor? - Uh, do you have
his doctor on the line?
TOM: Do they-- Uh, do we have his doctor on--
No, I think we got-- We-- we have their service.
Their medical service which they have,
and we have Karl's guy listening in,
- but we couldn't get ahold of his doctor. - No, no, no, no.
They don't have his--
And-- and, uh, and Dad's doctor. Doctor fucking Judith.
Get that lazy fucking bastard, and get him,
and get the best heart doctor in the world,
and the best airplane medicine expert in the world
and get them conferenced in and waiting,
and send a conference call number to me
and to Tom and Karl's phone, and any or all of those things
I will take, but I would like that in the next minute,
two minutes, please, Jess. Okay?
- JESS: Sure. I'm on it, Ken. - KENDALL: Okay?
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (CELL PHONE RINGING)
Oh, boy.
- (INHALES) Hey, Ken. - KENDALL: Can I speak
with the pilot? Can you put me through to the pilot?
Um, the pilot can't speak to you right now, Ken.
Yes, he can. Yes, he can.
He's-- he's flying the plane, son.
Okay, what's, uh... What's happening?
Frank, I need, uh... What's-- Where's the information?
FRANK: We're gonna-- We're turning the plane around.
We're coming back to Teterboro.
Uh-huh, okay.
Well, just fucking tell them-- Tell them to do it, uh,
to do it right, okay?
I will, I will.
I'm sorry, Ken.
Yeah.
♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
Is he gone?
Frank, I mean, uh...
Is he gone?
FRANK: (INHALES SHARPLY) I don't know.
I-- He-- he--
he got very short of breath and he was hurting,
and then very-- I-- I don't know.
I don't want to bullshit you, Ken.
I think he went. I think he's gone.
Okay.
Uh...
Thank you, Frank. Thank you.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
♪ (MUSIC SWELLS) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ - (KENDALL SIGHS HEAVILY)
Frank thinks he's gone.
(SHIV SOBS)
(GROANS)
(EXHALES SHAKILY, SNIFFS)
- Why didn't you come and get me? - I did. I did.
- Shiv, we did. - No, but I was...
- I was right out there. - I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.
How long was it happening before?
- I'm sorry, I wasn't-- - ROMAN: No, no, no.
KENDALL: We did-- we did but I wasn't...
- No! There was, like, no time. - KENDALL: I wasn't thinking.
- There was no time. - KENDALL: I'm sorry.
- I didn't-- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. - It's okay.
- I'm sorry. - It's okay. (SNIFFLES)
It's just...
Tom said that Kerry spoke to him, quite a bit.
Right, well, I don't-- I don't know.
I mean, we don't know if he could hear us.
(SNIFFLES) Yeah. Just I'm sad, I guess.
Do we know if he was on his phone?
He checked his messages?
(ROMAN INHALES SHARPLY)
- Rome, it's okay. - ROMAN: Yeah, I know,
- it's just-- - We're okay.
ROMAN: I don't know. I just don't know.
- Like if I said-- - KENDALL: You did good.
I feel-- I feel like I didn't...
Did I say I loved him?
I think so, yeah.
ROMAN: I'm pretty sure I didn't.
KENDALL: No, I-- I-- I think you did.
No, I don't think so. Uh, Tom, could you put me back
to his ear? Or... Fuck it. Never mind.
Uh, never-- I don't know. I don't--
Maybe just-- Let's just keep the line open.
- TOM: I'll tell you if anything happens. - (DOOR OPENS)
- ROMAN: Okay. - CONNOR: That-- this cake is fucked.
- Toss it over. - ROMAN: Oh, fuck.
We need to get Connor. We need to tell him.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (GROANS) - Can you do it, Ken?
I think-- I don't think I can.
I mean, I could. I definitely could, I just...
Thank you. (SNIFFS)
- KENDALL: It's okay. - SHIV: Do you want me to--
Yeah.
(SHIV SNIFFS)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (WHISPERS) Oh, fuck. - (SOFTLY) Fuck this.
CONNOR: Hey, hey!
- That's my brother and sister. - Hey, Con.
Fucking cake nightmare, okay.
KENDALL: Con, Con.
Would you take care of that for me?
- Con. Come here. - Yeah? What is it?
Come--
- Come here. - CONNOR: What is it?
It's just-- It's private. It's serious, come here.
- Five, okay. - Yeah.
Come here, buddy.
CONNOR: What is it? Is it important?
- KENDALL: Come here for a sec. - What?
Let's get you, um--
- CONNOR: Is it Pop? - KENDALL: Uh--
CONNOR: Is he okay?
- SHIV: Uh-- - What is it? Is he sick?
- What is it? - Dad's on an airplane to Sweden,
but they're coming back.
We think he died.
They... (SOFTLY) They think he's dead.
(EXHALES SHAKILY)
Well, is he?
KENDALL: Well, uh, everyone says he is.
I mean, we don't know.
They're doing heart compressions.
Oh, man.
He never even liked me.
- (SOFTLY) Hey, Con-- - Hey-- Sorry.
You know what? I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I don't even know what I mean. He did. He did.
I just-- I never got the chance to make him proud of me.
He's dead.
- He's-- - Roman is on the phone
- to the plane. - Jesus.
Do you-- If you wanna talk to him.
- CONNOR: Oh, man. - SHIV: He's--
- ROMAN: Hi, Con. - CONNOR: I don't know, I don't know.
- Anything? - ROMAN: Uh--
CONNOR: I can't do this, okay? I can't.
- I can't. I can't do this, okay? - ♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
CONNOR: Hi.
Thank you
(TEARFULLY) What happened?
- What happened? - I'm sorry, man. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
- He, uh, uh... - ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
He was on the plane and, um...
- he got short of breath, uh-- - I said... I said, "Hello,
fucky-sucky brigade," and he was in the bathroom.
He was-- he was in the bathroom?
ROMAN: Yeah, I don't know. He was in trouble, I guess, so.
Wha-- wha-- wha-- wha-- What was it?
- He got short of breath. - Well, we don't actually know.
I mean, like, we don't know he's gone.
SHIV: Uh, okay, so,
he was in the-- the airplane toilet.
- ROMAN: Oh, fuck. Shiv, come on. - And... No, but can we please get this straight?
Yeah, let's just-- How about we get some doctors in there?
Some proper doctors, and then we'll know what actually happened.
- Then we can talk about it. - KENDALL: Sure, I mean...
he has gone.
- I think he has died. - Well, Ken, we don't know that.
- So-- - Sure. I get it.
- But, like, I think they know. - Okay, okay, maybe.
- Maybe is all. - SHIV: Roman, I think
you have to accept that--
Okay, I'm not, like, saying anything.
All I'm saying is that we actually don't know.
That's it, that's all I'm saying.
Okay, right. Well, yes, but you sound delusional.
I sound-- Wha-- What am I, out-fucking-voted here?
No, Rome, I'm just saying-- Come on, you know that--
- ROMAN: What? - SHIV: They know...
- No, no, they don't. - SHIV: ...that he's...
- No! - KENDALL: It's okay.
SHIV: That he's... (WHIMPERS) He's fucking dead!
Well, okay! But there's no need to fucking say that, right?
Until we know there's no goddamn--
What's the point of keep on saying it? All I'm saying--
I'm not being crazy. I'm stating a fact. I'm saying we don't know.
And until we do know, it's not a very nice thing
- to say, is it? - KENDALL: Okay.
So, fucking stop!
- KENDALL: Okay. - Okay.
(SNIFFLES)
- Sorry. - CONNOR: (SOFTLY) It's okay.
- (WHIMPERS) - Come here, come here.
(FLIGHT ATTENDANT PANTING)
(INHALES DEEPLY) Well, I, uh...
I'm gonna have a little, uh, stiffener here.
Just-- Uh, gents. (CLEARS THROAT)
Karolina, pardon me.
Let's drink to him.
TOM: Well, I guess we're off the clock.
KAROLINA: No, I think it might be smart for us to...
start putting together a timeline.
And also, I've been drawing up, just in case, you know,
if we need to, a contact list.
Oh, God! He's just-- They're still pumping on him
- back there, Karolina. - KAROLINA: Well, I'm not happy
- about it, Karl. - No. No, I know.
And I think we're all being respectful.
I'm being respectful, but this is going
to be a very complicated situation to handle.
So, you know, if we get a miracle,
we get a miracle. God bless us all.
If we don't, I just have to prepare,
- that's all. Right? - Absolutely! Go, go.
Okay, so I think we should call Matsson and let him know.
Oof!
Well, then we should at least call him and tell him
that we're-- that he's delayed.
Oh, he's heavily fucking delayed.
Yeah. And then, in no particular order,
not in this order anyway, um, the board...
- Gerri, POTUS, um... - (DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)
- (KERRY CASTELLABATE EXHALES) - Hey, how are you?
(VOICE TREMBLING) Hey, um, that was fucking...
(EXHALES SHARPLY) ...nuts!
- That was fucking crazy, right? - FRANK: Yeah.
- Yeah. - FRANK: It is, it is.
- We were-- we're in shock. Yeah. - Yeah.
Whoa! That's so fucking weird. Jesus, wow!
- You guys okay? - Yeah.
- FRANK: We're good. Thank you. - We're good.
- KAROLINA: Um, Kerry? - Yeah.
If it's all right with you, we're just using this space
to coordinate a response to, you know,
if we need to send out an... Do you mind if...
Is that okay? If we...
But-- Yeah. Uh, yeah. Do you-- Uh, do you want--
- So, do you want me to help? - KAROLINA: Oh, no.
No, no, that's so kind, but you're in shock
and I think you should go back there.
And we'll make you comfortable, and we'll bring you
whatever you need, yeah?
Okay. So, do you want me to be, uh...
part of that, of the response and the--
FRANK: That'd be great, Kerry.
Why don't you rest up in there?
Let us get our ducks in a row and we'll get your input.
- Yeah. - Okay.
- FRANK: Okay. Okay. - Okay, I'm gonna be back here.
- There. - FRANK: Yes.
(SOFTLY) What the fuck?
I think she's freaking out, Tom.
- KARL: Yeah. - TOM: Oh, yeah?
- KAROLINA: Yeah. - Judging by her grin,
it looks like she caught a foul ball at Yankee Stadium.
- I mean, Jesus. - KAROLINA: Okay!
Here is the list of names. I think we divide up
as soon as we get the--
Well, not the-- not the all clear but...
- once those 30 minutes are up-- - Some of those it's--
it's small for you. I think we should get Kerry to do them.
Oh, now you want Kerry to do it?
- Good. - Chuckles the Clown?
I think not.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(EXHALES)
- (CELL PHONE RINGS, VIBRATES) - GREG: Wait.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- GREG: Hold that thought. - Sure.
- GREG: Hey, Tom. - TOM: Hey, Greg, hey.
So, I might need you to whiz into the office for me.
Um, it's a wedding day, Tom. Why?
Why, um, because Logan is dead.
Uncle Logan, really? Uh, how-- what-- what--
So, listen to me, you-- you have to stick to Cyd
like a limpet, okay? And you delete my folder marked
"Logistics," and then you delete that
from the trash. And I might need you
calling around with my narrative.
You sing my song.
- Merry Christmas, Greg. - What? What do you mean?
TOM: Well, he's passed away and you've lucked out.
And, yeah, what's at the bottom of your stocking, Greg, huh?
An old guy who fucking hated you. (LAUGHS)
Tom, man!
Easy, dude, like--
TOM: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
GREG: Are you okay? Jesus.
I'm not okay. (SNIFFLES) I'm not okay.
(CLEARS THROAT) I'm sad.
Uh, but I'm sorry.
Yeah. But, um, Fuck.
I don't know. It was pretty grim, man.
Yes.
- It's a horrible-- - TOM: I lost my protector.
- Okay? And-- and... - Mm-hmm.
...this is total lockdown.
Okay, Greg? Total lockdown. If this leaks,
it's a stock price rodeo and a fucking slit throat
for the big mouth, okay?
Okay, but people-- people should know
that I was with him, okay?
Okay. Okay, man. Okay, bye.
(EXHALES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Um...
- (EXHALES) - OLIVIA: Everything all right?
- Oh, yeah, yeah. Fine, uh-- - OLIVIA: Mm-hmm.
Do you think your uncle's gonna make it?
- Do I what? - OLIVIA: Sorry.
Is your uncle gonna make it to the wedding?
Hey, guys.
Are you-- What? Have you heard already or...
Yeah, well, the folks on the plane
thought it'd be a good idea for me to act
- as a liaison with you guys. - ROMAN: Mm.
I am so, so sorry for your loss.
Okay, yeah. But we don't know shit, okay?
- They're still working on him. - Right, absolutely.
What if this is a drill? What if it's a big fucking test?
- You don't know. - No.
If it was a test, I'd say hats off
- to the planning department. - ROMAN: Yeah, well, I just...
It does not feel likely that he's, you know.
You guys want me to wait outside?
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hey, Tom.
(TOM SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PHONE)
Fine. Okay, thank you.
They stopped the CPR.
I don't think they should, though.
Yeah. Hugo, Karolina wants you.
Hey, Kay.
I mean, all good, um...
under-- under the circumstances, yeah.
(SHIP HORN BLARING)
- Are we going? - HUGO BAKER: We-- we'll--
- (SHIP HORN BLARING) - What the fuck?
No, no, I-- I get it. I'll-- I'll-- We'll discuss it.
- Yeah, I think we're going. - SHIV: No.
- HUGO: Okay. - KENDALL: Where are we going?
- HUGO: I gotta go, okay? - Hugo? Hugo?
Can you find out what the fuck is going on?
- Where are we going? - Uh, yes, I will.
Uh, and for your information, they're, um,
they're starting to draft a statement.
How do you mean?
Uh, Karolina and Frank, and...
Karl and Tom are putting something together
for when we're ready to release the news.
The-- they're on the state-- statement?
Who asked them to?
HUGO: I don't know, but they're doing it.
- That feels-- that feels-- - ROMAN: Yeah, that feels--
- KENDALL: Right? - Yeah.
- SHIV: Yeah. - Yeah.
Hey, Hugo, can you fuck off and find out
what the fuck's going on with this boat?
- HUGO: Yeah. Okay. - We want to go back.
- Yes. I'm on it. I'm on it. - Get the fuck out.
Yeah. Hi, folks. Uh, you're on speaker now.
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER PHONE) - Hey, uh...
So, what's going on with this statement?
Yeah, so we're just starting to put the bones together
for when-- when we're going to announce this, um...
Sorry for your loss.
- (GROANS) - SHIV: Oh, okay.
Well, feels pretty fucking presumptuous.
I...
Uh, well, sorry, that's how it seemed,
but, you know, regardless of our personal feeling
of loss, in terms of a business position,
this is-- it is a material event.
We just need the board to put something together
- to reassure the market. - Oh, the market?
Yes, will someone please think of the market?
I'm trying to do my job. He's, like, 12 feet away
and I knew him for 40 years. We're not pulling anything here.
We just thought that since you were estranged,
we thought that you might want us to be
- at the hub on this. - We're not estranged.
- We weren't estranged. - KARL: All right.
Uh, Kendall, no, I just simply meant that--
KENDALL: We've all had communications with him.
We had a family function
last night, in fact.
Estranged is a strong word and not accurate.
KARL: Fine. All good. Uh, we got it.
FRANK: Yeah, look, hey. Uh-- uh, let's stay close, huh?
And the best to you guys. Good strength, friends.
I think, you know, they're very much
still processing.
- (CAR HORNS BLARING) - (SEAGULL SQUAWKING)
(BOAT HORN BLARING)
Oh, fucking great.
- (DOOR OPENS) - ROMAN: Shit.
Hey.
How are you all doing?
I, uh, I briefed her.
I'm-- I'm really sorry.
I'm very sorry.
He was, um... (CLEARS THROAT)
He was an important man in all our lives
- but especially yours. - Uh-huh.
Thanks, Gerr, I'm welling up.
GERRI: I mean, he was a lot of things, but yeah.
ROMAN: Yeah, well, we don't know yet
that he's dead, okay? No doctor has actually seen him.
KENDALL: Gerri, uh, in terms of the breathing space,
we have a bit of time to think, right? Until he--
- GERRI: Are you-- - Until they land?
GERRI: Are you thinking, can we hold this information
till the markets close?
Because, obviously,
this is a very significant, private thing.
Oh, is it? Is it significant?
But it's also a big thing in terms of the public,
- uh, in terms of the company. - I honestly don't know
how much I can get into this. Um, how long till they land?
Um, I will-- I will check.
SHIV: Gerri, we can't think straight.
Can we, uh, keep it up there for an extra beat?
- Un-- Just until we can, you know... - GERRI: What?
- ...while we gather-- - ROMAN: The fucking plane?
SHIV: Yeah, I mean, I-- I'm not ready to--
Wait. We need to get him
on the ground. We need to get a fucking doctor
- on that plane. - No-- God! I've got a headache.
HUGO: Um, look, I think it's really good
for you guys to stay across this.
Do you, um, do you want me to ask if they can circle?
- (CELL PHONE VIBRATES) - ROMAN: No.
SHIV: (SIGHS) No, but--
- Karolina. - SHIV: Not till the markets open
- on Monday, but just, you know, so we can think? - (DOOR CLOSES)
- That's-- - ROMAN: Absolutely not.
Can you get-- Yeah, and can you get me
- an Advil, please? Hugo? - HUGO: Of course.
And-- and can we get back to fucking land?
- We want to go to him, yeah? - ROMAN: Yeah.
Thanks for getting Gerri, but back to land.
- I'm on it. - ROMAN: Do your job, thanks.
(ROMAN GROANS)
Look, this is very surreal.
And, uh, just to say...
every single thing we say and do today
is going in the memoirs,
going in the fucking congressional record.
It's coming up at board meetings, it's going
in SEC filings. It's like...
And we tell them to circle for half an hour
so we can get our heads straight and then some
fucking rumor starts, we get crucified
for being cold-hearted, or I don't even know.
Um--
KENDALL: We are highly liable to misinterpretation.
So, what we do today will always be what we did
the day our father died.
So, let-- you know, let's...
grieve and whatever, but...
not do anything that restricts our future freedom of movement.
CONNOR: What do you think?
Let's cancel, yeah?
I think it is cancelled.
What do we tell 'em?
I mean, everyone will assume that...
it's you backing out and that's fine.
Or...
could something good come out of something bad?
Mm-hmm.
Too weird, right?
- Or is it? - Oh, Con.
Con, it feels like you kind of want to do it.
(INHALES) I don't know. I don't--
I guess the truth is...
I'm scared if we don't, that...
that you'll walk away.
I'm always scared you're gonna walk away.
I'm so much older than you, Willa.
You're young and you're full of life,
and I'm...
I don't know.
My father's dead and I feel old.
It's okay.
And I'm sorry,
I don't know, that I stole you away
- from the world. - WILLA: Oh, Con. Come on, no.
Are you just with me for money, Willa?
Basically?
Well, uh...
I mean, there is something about money
and safety here, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, there is.
But...
I'm happy.
- I am. - You okay?
- WILLA: Mm-hmm. - It's okay.
I'm not gonna walk.
Not today anyway. (LAUGHS)
- (BOTH CHUCKLE) - I'm sorry.
What was that like?
- When he told you? - SHIV: Uh...
I-- I-- I thought I knew.
And actually, I thought it was Dad.
But I said, "Mom," right?
Yeah, you asked if it was Mom.
SHIV: Yeah, I was thinking Dad. (CHUCKLES) But I sorta...
think I...
Think I was hoping it was Mom.
- ROMAN: Jesus. - SHIV: Oh, shit.
The fucking lists, the everything.
- I don't know if I can do it. - ROMAN: You don't have to.
You don't have to do anything, our dad just died.
(SHIV GROANS)
We'll be okay.
We'll get people.
We'll get a funeral off the rack.
- We can do Reagan's with tweaks. - (DOOR OPENS)
I have Karolina.
Uh, so, Karolina, I'm with the kids now
and I'm going to put you on speakerphone, okay?
Karolina, you're on-- you're on speakerphone.
Hey, hi. So, um, I just got a call
from a reporter who's already heard a rumor
about Logan's... health.
- ROMAN: From where? - KAROLINA: I don't know what the source was.
I just said there was nothing on that.
- Which isn't great, but... - (ROMAN GROANS)
- Oh, man. How? How? - KAROLINA: I don't know.
Plane to ground comms, um, our tail number, uh,
we're turning, they're tracking. I don't know
what goes on down there. Eavesdrop, Kerry.
TOM: Well, we-- we probably do just need
to figure out the choreography...
- SHIV: Oh, yeah? - ...here.
You want to choreograph some steps
with my dead father, Tom? That the dance you like?
Sorry.
That's okay. It's-- It's a difficult day.
KAROLINA: So, yeah, we're gonna need the statement.
Do guys want to do it? Do you want us to do it?
Yeah, I know that this is tough for you guys, I understand that.
So, if you like, we can give the word.
Frank, Karl, myself, Karolina, we could handle
the immediate chowder. And if you like,
you could be excused from the board meeting
on compassionate grounds.
Mm-hmm. Thanks, Gerri. I need some air.
SHIV: Can you give us five before we do anything, yeah?
- KAROLINA: Yeah, sure. - Thanks!
- (INHALES SHARPLY) - (DOOR OPENS)
I don't know.
- (SIGHS) - I mean, I-- I--
I don't really want to be the one
to have to say things. I feel like
you're looking at me and, yeah, but...
It's okay.
Ken.
It's okay. We--
You can say, "I don't think anything of it."
- It's-- You can say. - Okay. I mean, just--
I mean, who knows? Maybe we--
Tomorrow, hand in the crown,
probably a good idea, finish the sale, great,
but just...
Should we keep our options open?
One second, Hugo.
Um, yeah, I just don't know that I can...
literally do anything or talk to anyone.
We need to be on the statement though, Rome.
- ROMAN: I know. - Otherwise,
it could be all Frank and Karl and-- and Gerri and...
You know, even just overnight, whatever the text is,
the subtext has to be...
Logan Roy, you know. But Roman Roy and Kendall Roy
and Shiv Roy. We're all here, yeah?
Okay, and... (STAMMERS)
I just don't want Karolina to just handle it--
- It's just for this statement. - Okay.
You know, it'll be for the board to decide.
But-- but I think until then,
you know, just for the markets...
we need to be in control.
- Us. - SHIV: Yeah.
Until the board can meet.
Yeah, uh-huh, I mean, I would.
I don't want anything happening that we don't,
like, approve, so.
Yeah.
Hugo?
We'll draft the statement, okay?
HUGO: Great. Great. Great.
Um, we'll need them to sign off.
It'll need to come from Frank, or Simon, or the board--
Yeah, but we'll draft, okay?
And who will call Matsson?
ALL: Uh.
(GROANS) I know but...
Oh, I gotta get off the phone, sorry.
- Fuck me. Oh. - Okay. Okay.
- Hey. - Hey.
Uh, yeah. I kind of need the room.
Oh, sure, of course.
ROMAN: I'm, uh...
I'm pretty sad.
GERRI: Uh-huh.
ROMAN: I mean, I'm actually, right now, totally numb,
but theoretically, you would say that I'm--
- Yeah, that I'm sad. - Yeah.
Well. (CLEARS THROAT) The room's all yours.
It's a fucking mess.
Okay.
(DOOR OPENS)
- (CLICKS TONGUE) - (DOOR CLOSES)
♪ (EMOTIONAL ORCHESTRA MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(SEAGULLS SQUAWKING)
(BOAT ENGINE RUMBLING)
♪ (MUSIC CRESCENDOS) ♪
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- ♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪ - (SIGHS) Hey.
I don't know what to say.
- Sorry. I'm so sorry, - I-- I--
- Hey. - I'm so sorry.
Yeah.
Hey. Uh, how are we getting him off?
Uh, I don't know, Jesus. Uh, I'll handle it.
You-- you got the edits
on the statement? We do feel that
for market competence, it's important for Karl,
myself and Gerri to be mentioned by name.
KAROLINA: Great, I'll get that out right away.
Uh, and, look, we got
shutterbugs all over the perimeter,
and we're looking at a feeding frenzy
if we don't talk. So, we're gonna
get some comments from the family,
- and I primed our friendlies. - Duty calls.
Oh, uh, the press conference is happening in there
and the kids are already in, so--
- I'm gonna... - Yeah. Go, go, go. Yeah, I know.
- Um-- Hey. Hi. So... - (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
♪ (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
(INAUDIBLE CHATTER)
♪ (MUSIC FADES) ♪
HUGO: Hello. Hello, everyone.
Are we gonna be okay?
KENDALL: Yeah. Yeah.
We'll be okay.
You're not gonna be okay.
Well, you're not gonna be okay either.
You're not gonna be okay.
- You're fucked. - You are fucked.
- You're totally fucked. - You're very fucked.
- Okay. Hi. Everybody ready? - Yeah.
- Shiv? - Ready?
- Sure? - Mm-hmm.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- (SNIFFLES) - KENDALL: (SOFTLY) All right.
- (CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING) - SHIV: I-- Thank you.
As you know, my father, Logan Roy, was pronounced dead
on arrival at Teterboro Airport this afternoon.
I'd like to thank the press for their respect at this time.
You'll understand that I won't be taking
any questions.
But my brothers and I just want to say
that Logan Roy built a great American family company.
And as you know, the board will be convening
in the next hours to decide on the leadership
of the company going forward.
This nation has lost a passionate champion
and an American Titan, and we lost a beloved father.
- Thank you. - JOURNALIST: And in terms
of your roles at the company?
We intend to--
we intend to shepherd it through it's--
whatever its future may be, but we'll be there.
- We intend to be there. - (JOURNALISTS CLAMORING)
HUGO: Guys, guys, thank you! No more questions!
Guys, no more questions. No more questions, please.
Respect the privacy of the family.
Thank you very much.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(AIRPLANE ENGINE HUMMING)
Hey.
There he is.
That is Dad.
Okay, so, we gonna go see him?
Do you want to?
Shouldn't we?
I mean, he's not gonna get angry if we don't.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, right.
(EXHALES, SNIFFLES)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Hey, Tom! Can you...
go through it again? What happened?
I'm gonna go-- I'm gonna go see him.
Do you wanna?
Uh, I'm gonna-- I'm gonna...
- watch him down from here. - Okay.
Okay, so...
Yeah. Okay.
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(GUESTS APPLAUDING, CHEERING)
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♪ (SOMBER RENDITION OF THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪
♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪