[indistinct radio chatter]
[scoffing] Anna, I apologized.
I want a reason. Visiting hour's almost over.
Getting here has been difficult for me with the baby.
Hmm.
Were you sad when you lost your job at Bloomberg?
Who was he anyway, the kid who tricked you?
Why don't we talk about your business? The Anna Delvey Fund--
Foundation. The Anna Delvey Foundation.
Foundation, right.
Where did your idea for the foundation come from?
Did Chase help you come up with it?
Why would Chase have helped me?
He was your boyfriend.
No. He was a guy I was screwing.
You want a romance novel, go buy one.
Well, you two were working on your businesses together.
We were building our businesses separately, at the same time,
parallel to one another, not together.
Okay.
But you spent two years together?
Mm…
Do you feel like you got something from him?
[Anna] Not done your homework on me?
I'm fluent in English, French, German, Mandarin, Spanish.
I speak seven languages, I have a photographic memory,
I'm a mathematical genius… [chuckles]
…and I have a talent for business.
ADF was my idea. All mine.
I'm fucking gifted. Brilliant.
Does that answer your question?
Chase?
[Anna scoffs]
Being pregnant is a shit excuse not to come see me.
You're not special.
People have babies every day, they squat in fields.
I'm in prison.
You get here or we're done.
[chair scrapes]
Oh. Next time you come, bring me some underwear.
Nothing cheaper than Natori, Bergdorf's.
The panties here are disgusting.
[door opens]
[door alarm buzzes]
[door closes]
[opening theme music playing]
[Jack] Is this where the crib goes? Right under the window?
I don't know.
You know how insane Anna is.
She won't give me anything,
which is no help with the "Paul breathing down my neck" situation.
But maybe the changing table could go by the window,
so we could look outside when we're changing her.
It's not like I'm hardballing her.
I thought I was starting soft, easy.
So maybe the crib goes over there.
You can't put the crib here. [chuckling] This is my wall.
[laughs] And will your wall still be here by the time the baby comes?
Jack. I don't know.
For now…
The wall stays. I need the wall to stay. Okay?
Crib stays here.
Gotcha.
[sighs] Back to work.
"Tell me about your business, tell me about your boyfriend."
"Where is he now?" Soft, easy.
Unless, their two-year relationship
was just a front for their various schemes.
[upbeat song playing]
I spoke to you once already. Wasn't that enough?
[Vivian] I've a few more questions.
Well, it's Vivian right?
Vivian, we both know I can't be associated with this story.
I mean, you see, the work I do is important to me,
and more importantly, it's important to the lesser privileged.
They need me.
If I am to be connected with your article in any way…
I am on the board of seven philanthropic organizations.
No one raises like me.
I can't have this kind of distraction when my work is so very--
Important. Right.
The thing is, I know Chase and Anna lived with you while they were together,
you're listed as an advisor for Chase's app.
And, as you know, you're tagged in photographs with Anna,
so I can leave here and go digging all over the Internet
and report the cold, sordid facts from the public information,
which includes your name,
or I can stay, we can chat,
and your identity will remain very well shielded
while we shed some perspective on Chase and Anna.
[clicks tongue]
[sighs]
I want to be off-the-record.
I'll put you on background.
Without using my name.
That's what background is.
And no recording devices.
I'll delete our interview as soon as I finish the article.
No recording devices. You can take notes.
Sold.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
Chase and Anna stayed with me for several months in 2014.
He had put all his money into his start-up
and she claimed not to want to take Daddy's money anymore,
that she was making a go of living on her own.
Can you tell me what their relationship was like?
No, certainly not.
Let me be clear.
Anyone can lie and say I was an advisor.
I had very little to do with either of them.
They were Val's friends… [laughs dryly]
…and I saw through that girl immediately.
She was a name-dropper.
Thought she knew better than anyone else, when she didn't even get up before noon.
What about Chase?
I didn't like him either.
[door thumping loudly]
[doorknob rattling]
-[door creaks open] -[shudders]
[Nora] Oh, for fuck's sake.
-[inhales shakily] Thank God. -Hey, Nora.
[chuckles]
[Nora] Oh.
How was Fashion Week?
Did you see the Chanel show?
-Where's Val? -Haven't you heard from him?
No, nothing.
[Anna] Oh.
He said he was going home to Alabama to visit his dad.
Alabama? Should I be worried?
No. No, you know how he gets.
-Work hard, play hard, dry out, repeat. -[Anna chuckles]
Well, I'm so pleased to have you back.
I'm pleased to be back.
[Nora sighing] Oh.
So, tomorrow night I'm hosting a little dinner at Kleinsmith's.
She's kind of an old bitch.
-Shh. She'll hear you. -[Anna giggles]
[Anna clears throat]
Hey, you just don't like her 'cause she likes me so much.
No, I like an old bitch.
It's you who's embarrassing, the ass-kissing tech guy.
I have to kiss her ass for Wake.
And tomorrow, you'll be kissing plenty of ass
for the Anna Delvey Foundation,
-so pucker up. -[gasps and giggles]
[Anna grunts]
[music playing]
How many people are we meeting with?
Three.
Don't you think I'll need more than three people on my team
before we go to financiers?
We'll need hospitality people,
PR, designers for the space.
Are we talking work now?
You're the one who started it.
You don't like it?
Oh, I love it.
[both laugh]
[moans]
Greer's been begging me to put him on the list.
So I'll invite him and mention the app.
Well, if he could do half a million.
Mmm. [laughs]
-Good morning. -[Anna chuckles]
Can you imagine if everyone slept as late as Anna?
Wake would have double the data.
[both laugh]
[chuckles softly]
[hesitates] Are you ready?
Yeah. Is that what you're wearing?
♪ I'm a big deal, Google me ♪
♪ No time to chill, Google me… ♪
You should study these bios before you get going.
Make it clear you've done your homework.
♪ I'm a big deal, Google me ♪
♪ No time to chill, Google me ♪
♪ Everything real, Google me Google me, Google me, Google me ♪
♪ One, two, three I'm a big deal, Google me ♪
♪ Keep it real, I been true to me… ♪
[Anna] Okay.
I read them.
You can't be done that fast.
I have an eidetic memory. Quiz me.
Okay.
First meeting?
Gabriel Calatrava, lead architect at Calatrava Grace.
I want the Anna Delvey Foundation to be a space for the wealthy.
A refuge from the outside world for artists and patrons of the Arts.
It will be global, exclusive and the interiors should reflect that.
I can't imagine anyone else designing it.
I… I'm intrigued.
Um, but with a space so focused on art,
I'd love to see the collection you're thinking about
before I decide if I want to take on the project.
Why don't you start with a curator or gallerist,
and, um, if they say yes,
-I'm in. -[chuckles]
And next?
Sasha Thomas, founder and lead gallerist at Thomas & Fortman.
[Anna] The club will be intimate, private,
with spaces for food, co-working, hotel rooms.
But the art will be the centerpiece,
which is why I would love to partner with someone like you,
with such an impeccable collection.
And it sounds lovely.
No, absolutely divine.
But you know, um, I can't really design a collection
until I know the overall feel of the space.
You mentioned you met with an architect.
Why don't you see if he's on board first, and then circle back with me?
[chuckles]
And finally?
Richard Lavin, manages all of Manhattan's highest-end properties.
[Anna] We thought we would start with the building first,
before we go to a curator or an architect, for example,
and we know you represent all the best buildings.
Right. But who is "we"?
Do you have investors, or creative team, or anyone on board?
To be honest, I love the idea.
My hesitation isn't about the project…
It's that these sorts of businesses
rely so heavily on the visibility of their founders and…
I choose who I work with based on people even more than ideas.
And when it comes down to it…
Who the fuck is Anna Delvey, and why should I care about her? [chuckles]
No offense, hmm? But you know what I mean.
[chuckles nervously]
♪ Google me, Google me, Google me ♪
I'm sure you did a great job pitching.
I know it's not the result you were hoping for, but…
We need better people. They're all so small-minded.
We need to set up more meetings.
I called in all my favors to get those meetings.
This takes time.
You only have three favors?
Maybe we'll meet someone at the party tonight.
[Nora] There you are.
Givenchy.
You can't keep running around looking like a man of the people anymore.
Thanks, Nora.
Where are you headed out to?
Oh, is it okay if Anna comes along too? It's your event, right?
Oh, bunny.
Well, I'd love to bring you both, but no. Hurry now, we don't want to be late.
[door opens]
[softly] I'm sorry. I need to get this investment tonight.
I don't care. Go to your party.
-[kisses] -[Anna] Hmm.
[indistinct conversation and laughter]
[Chase whispers] Sorry.
I'm awake. How was your night?
-[normally] Really good. -Hmm.
Greer wants to invest a million. Everyone is so amped for the beta.
How was your night?
I need Nora.
What?
I need Nora for ADF.
Nora is not really someone you need on your team.
She's more of an advisor, makes intros, lends her stamp of approval.
Exactly.
No one will take me seriously in business until some rich person signs off on me.
So to get people to join my team, I need Nora first.
Sure, yeah. Someone like her.
Why not her?
Nora is tough.
And she told me her passion is really in supporting minority entrepreneurs.
[scoffs] I'm a woman.
That's not a minority.
[scoffs] You're an Asian man in tech.
I'm the child of immigrants.
Is it because you don't want to share Nora?
No.
It's just she doesn't seem to like you that much, you know.
So help me.
We'll find you someone.
Soon.
Okay?
Yeah.
[sighs softly]
I mean, Chase never took her seriously.
Why do you think Anna was with him?
I think she thought that he would introduce her to the right people.
Thankfully, he was smart enough not to.
And why was he with her?
Do you think they were really in love?
Oh, I really don't care to put myself in the mind of a 30-something man.
Do you know where he is now, Chase?
I have no idea.
[slurps]
[footsteps approaching]
-You're up early. -[chuckles]
Morning.
Where's Chase?
He's at work building his app, finally.
-Hmm. -I was just admiring this piece.
[Nora] My Polay.
I bought it at an auction in '97.
-Hmm. '97? -Mm.
That's before Polay was even in New York. Her Omaha days.
-You're a fan? -[chuckles softly]
Of her early work, yes.
But her new phase? The giant warehouse sculptures? [scoffs]
You know what they say,
"When you're out of new ideas, make your old ideas bigger."
[scoffs]
Well, I'm headed off to Bergdorf's. Want to tag along?
♪ Ballgame ♪
♪ Body everything I’m on I'm done tryna hold my tongue ♪
♪ Acting up is way more fun fun Ballgame ♪
♪ Body everything I’m on I'm done tryna hold my tongue ♪
♪ Acting up is way more fun Let me tell you ♪
♪ I don’t take too kindly to disrespect ♪
♪ I got trees in my palm Like I’m on the west ♪
♪ I can skate on any beat Like I'm Ryan Sheck… ♪
Oh, it's a shame to make home décor with such a beautiful creature, isn't it?
Donna, don't start.
-[Donna laughs] -[kisses]
[Donna] I can't stop. [chuckles]
[whooshing]
My grandson cries for ten minutes,
and suddenly, I'm on the board for a charity
trying to stop the taxidermy of exotic fucking birds.
[both laugh]
Miss Radford, Miss Zaveri, this way.
[Nora] Sure.
-[Donna] You're obsessed. -[Nora laughs]
[Nora] Here she is. Beautiful.
-Thank you. -[Donna] Hello.
[woman] Darling.
-[whooshing] -[camera shutter clicking]
[Susan and Nora air kissing]
[Nora] Good to see you.
-Hello. -Look at this.
[laughter]
-[whooshing] -[crowd cheering]
[kisses]
[Nora] Now, what is going on? When is the show?
Glamour queen.
[whooshing]
[Nora] Oh.
You look lovely.
Susan, how are the new offices?
They're getting there.
Our decorator just landed a set of Kandinskys.
-[gasps] -I heard that auction went insane.
-[Nora] Oh. -You hear 281 Park is up for lease?
-No. -[Jodie] The old Church Missions House?
Stunning. Someone should take those offices.
[Susan] Oh. Can you imagine the art you could hang in there?
[Nora] God.
Miss Prada sent the Saffiano leathers for you ladies to design your own bags.
Would you like to pick a leather?
[chuckles]
Please thank Miuccia.
Were some coats pulled for my rack?
Thank you, sweetheart.
Thank you.
-[Anna chuckles] -Oh, great.
Oh.
-Oscar for winter. -Hmm. Fall.
Uh… How do you all know each other?
Oh, we came up together in the days of the old boys' club.
So we decided to make our own girls' club.
It can be so isolating being a woman in business.
Indeed.
Uh…
It still feels like a boys' club, even now.
As I've been building ADF--
-Building what? -[Anna] Uh…
I'm building a social club, the Anna Delvey Foundation.
[chuckles]
-Good for you. -[chuckles softly]
Oh, Donna's assistant knows this store like the back of her hand.
Why don't you go with the girls to pick some things out for Chase?
Chase?
He can't keep taking meetings in those hideous scrubs.
Something with a button wouldn't hurt.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
She yelled at me, four minutes straight
for letting the barista put my name on her coffee cup, instead of hers.
She said it makes her feel like she's drinking my coffee.
Miss Radford left for the day, but said you'd be adding some things.
Will you be signing for her account?
Hmm.
I want the Foundation at 281 Park.
That's great.
It's the old Church Missions House. It's the perfect setting.
All marble, and stone, and medieval architecture, it's--
Yeah.
[scoffs]
Are you even listening?
Yeah.
No. Yeah, I am. It's just I've got to go to Berlin.
Why?
Work. I got invited to do a talk in Open Air.
I thought you were building the beta.
Yeah, I am. It's just…
It's going well, so I want to build some buzz again.
Then I'm coming with you.
I'm starting to feel trapped in this fucking house.
And actually, the Berlin Biennale is on right now.
I really just need to focus on work.
-It's going to be a quick trip. -[scoffs]
Then you can't go right now. You're supposed to be helping with ADF.
Hey, ADF will come together when it's ready.
Look, you don't know this yet, but there's a sense of meant to be,
of kismet, with the way companies coalesce.
Trust me.
I'm not leaving my company up to the stars.
Look, I'm taking care of us.
If you need a loan or something…
If I wanted money, I'd ask my dad.
What I need is something that's my own.
And you'll have it.
I'll be back in a couple days, a week, tops.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
[kisses]
In 2015, Silicon Valley invests $3 million in Chase's app.
He was the hottest thing on Sand Hill Road.
Then, eight months later he goes dark.
Stops posting completely, stops updating his Kickstarter.
He won't answer my emails. It's like he disappeared.
Probably got lost up his own ass.
-What's going on? -What do you want?
Well, it's just this compulsive networker,
this hyper online, entrepreneurial extrovert just vanishes.
It's not normal. It's a mystery.
If you let me look through the discovery from the year they dated--
No.
[cell phone vibrating]
[Todd exclaims in disgust]
[beeps]
[cell phone clatters]
Why aren't you answering?
Because Anna calls me 37 times a day, wanting things.
I can't make those things happen until I've finished cataloging this discovery.
So let me help you, please?
Anna's not a mystery to me. She's a job. So, if you don't mind.
[Vivian sighs]
[horns honking]
[gripping instrumental music playing]
Oh, hi.
[indistinct chatter]
How are you?
[upbeat song playing on speakers]
[playing piano]
Not the best after-party the theater's thrown.
I mean, kicking everybody out at midnight? Seriously.
Well, here's to the after, after-party.
[laughs]
[Nora] What happened Tuesday?
I don't know. It was fine. It was a meeting with the producers.
[conversation continues indistinctly]
That's for you.
[indistinct conversation]
[text message tone]
[indistinct laughter]
Oh, Anna, we're all ordering some take-out. Do you want anything?
Oh. [chuckles]
I could eat.
Great. Right down the street. It'll be ready in 20.
Oh.
-No, I never go there in the off-season. -[door opens]
I don't know why anyone ever would. Who knows…
Oh, oh, oh.
-Thank you so much, Anna. -[chuckles]
You're welcome.
Do you know where Chase is these days?
I was talking about his app to a friend of mine
who I think is very interested in investing.
Oh. He's not here. He's at Open Air in Berlin.
Mmm, I don't think so. Open Air was cancelled this year.
[Anna] Hmm.
[up-beat playing]
[Chase on cell phone] Hey. Sorry, my service is weird here.
[Anna] Yeah?
How's Berlin?
Good. Yeah, it's going really well.
Uh, are you at Open Air right now?
Yeah, it's awesome.
I'm meeting so many people I want to introduce you to.
Chase, Open Air was fucking cancelled this year.
Where the fuck are you?
[line disconnects]
Hello?
[over voicemail] This is Chase.
Chase, you better fucking call me back. Where the fuck are you?
Just be direct with me.
I don't know why you lied to me, but I'm sure there's an explanation
and I'm giving you a chance to explain. Okay?
Five fucking fake Instagram posts from Berlin?
Are you serious? Oh, my God.
You're such a fucking psycho!
Or am I the psycho for believing you?
-[sobbing] -[over voicemail] This is Chase.
[crying] This is seriously so fucked up.
And you're supposed to be helping me, and you leave me all on my own.
And now you're lying to me.
[sobbing]
Please, can you call me back?
-[line ringing] -[over voicemail] This is Chase.
Okay, I'm not going to leave you any more messages.
I'm just… I'm not going to be able to sleep,
so I'm going to take some pills.
I've been drinking though,
if you don't hear from me.
Anyway, bye.
[song continues]
[line disconnects]
[siren wailing in distance]
[Anna] Raphael?
Hey, Anna.
What's happened to your offices?
Um…
Chase hired me to build the app, but I deal in wireframes not back-end.
I'm a designer.
The functionality Chase wanted, he needed a computer programmer.
Even though it's his company, he never cared how it worked.
He just wanted it to look cool. And then he stopped paying us.
And he hid all that from Anna?
Oh, yeah.
Um, you should really talk to Chase.
I don't know where he is.
I'm sorry. I don't know.
If you see him, could you ask him to pay me?
Or, whatever. I can ask him.
You're a computer programmer, right?
[chuckles] No, actually, I'm--
Yeah, but would you be able to tell where someone posted an Instagram from?
Actually, yeah.
-[Anna] Here. -It's easy.
[Anna clears throat]
[indistinct chatter]
You know where Chase is now?
Yeah, I got an e-mail from him saying he's living in Dubai,
working for the Sheikh, or something,
trying to develop futurism technology. Which is total bullshit.
Does he have a phone number, or…
No, he told me he only believes in face-to-face contact now.
So if you want to meet, you've to e-mail him to set up a time.
I think he's hiding out from our investors.
Yeah.
I've e-mailed him a bunch. He's not going face-to-face with me.
Paul won't shut up about how I don't have
clear and persuasive evidence that I have a story.
Paul was an intern when I was writing cover stories.
You know what you tell Paul? You tell him to suck it.
How about these?
Mmm. A pair of panties that has its own display case
cannot be a pair of panties I can afford.
The cost of buying your subject's candor.
I'm not buying her candor, underwear is a basic necessity.
$47.50.
Jesus. Are you kidding?
[scoffs]
For something no one's gonna see.
You don't know what Anna's up to in jail.
[groans softly]
Her love life is mystifying to me.
Whatever she did to Chase,
he was so wrecked, he's gone completely off the grid.
How can you go off the grid when you're working for the Sheikh?
What if he wants to call you?
If he's working for the Sheikh, he's at a hotel.
Probably something five star, within a couple of miles of the palace.
If you think traffic is bad in New York.
I spent some time there reporting on the Libyan Civil War,
in a very nice hotel, courtesy of the Sheikh.
Not by choice, but still.
I'm not buying $50 panties.
Hi, um, I'm friends with Chase Sikorski. May I be connected to his room?
No? Thank you.
Do you have a guest by the name of Chase Sikorski?
Got it.
Chase Sikorski? S-I-K-O-R-S-K-I.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
-That's okay. Thank you. -No, that's okay.
Thanks.
[upbeat song playing]
[beeping]
[Vivian] By any chance, do you have a guest staying with you
by the name of Chase Sikorski?
[line ringing]
♪ I work hard for my money ♪
♪ Money… ♪
[Chase] Hello.
Hi. Chase, this is Vivian Kent from Manhattan Magazine.
[line disconnects]
-[phone clattering] -Fuck.
[sighs]
We'll try again, another day.
[pen clicks]
[pen clatters]
[mouse scraping]
[mouse clicking]
[gripping instrumental music playing]
Ohio?
[beeping]
[line ringing]
[over phone] This is Suze.
Hi, my name is Vivian Kent from Manhattan Magazine.
I'm sorry to bother you.
I was wondering if I could speak with you about your son?
[Suze] No, this is not…
Chase hasn't been home since God knows when,
and I'm sure he wouldn't like me speaking to a reporter.
So I'm sorry--
Did you happen to meet his girlfriend, Anna Delvey?
[door alarm buzzes]
[indistinct chatter]
[door closes]
-Vivian? I don't see the-- -I don't have your underwear.
-[Anna] Huh. -[Vivian clears throat]
But guess who I talked to?
Suze Sikorski.
I love Susan.
[Vivian] And she loves you too.
And you loved Chase.
You went all the way to Ohio to meet his family.
It was a real relationship, you loved him.
[brakes squeal]
[engine stops]
[car door closes]
[car trunk opens]
[car trunk closes]
[doorbell rings]
[man sighs]
Are you lost, young lady?
[Suze] Who is it, Rog?
-Oh! Oh, aren't you pretty? -[chuckles]
Can we help you with something?
[Chase] Hey, Dad?
Anna.
Chase was a convenience to me.
He was available, like a game show host, or a used-car salesman.
[chuckles]
I enjoyed the mind games for a while, but once I figured him out, I got bored.
In the end, I realized he never had an original thought in his entire life.
You're adopted?
Why do you say you're the child of immigrants?
I am.
My mom came here from Canada when she was two.
Look, I… I went to Berlin,
but my parents reached out, and I hadn't been home--
Will you stop lying? What's going on with Wake?
-It's fine. It's-- -No. It's… it's not fine.
You lost your offices, your designer says you owe him money,
the beta was to be dropped off last week. What is going on?
It's just… It's a start-up. You know, stuff comes late.
Then why are you here licking your wounds,
instead of back in New York, making the app?
Why don't you pay Raphael to work--
Because there isn't any more money. Okay? We ran out of money.
What do you mean you ran out of money?
I mean, there's no more money. None. It's all gone.
How do you run out of $3 million? I mean, where did it go?
Some of it to paying people, some of it on travel to promote the app.
-And a lot of it on you. -On me? [chuckles in disbelief]
You wanted a certain lifestyle.
Are you fucking kidding me?
You were the one who wanted to run to Ibiza,
who's been running all around promoting the app
instead of actually building it.
You want to blame it on the woman, to make me out to be some princess.
-Are you-- -That's not what I'm trying to do!
Look, I've got employees and investors breathing down my neck,
Kickstarter funders threatening me over their Wake iPhone cases and T-shirts.
And you can't possibly imagine
the amount of pressure I'm under to make this thing work.
[scoffs] Right, I wouldn't understand.
No, of course, I know you're trying to build something too,
but don't you see?
This is why I haven't been able to help with ADF.
If I can dig myself out of this hole,
I can give my full attention to helping you,
which is all I want to do.
[intense music playing]
What're you going to tell Nora?
We can't tell Nora anything.
Nora's friend is on the verge of giving us two million.
If she finds out, it's game over.
We just need to lay low with her for a couple weeks
until the investment comes in, and then it's all ADF.
"A dream we dream alone, is only a dream."
"A dream we dream together, we can make anything reality."
John Lennon.
Please, Anna.
We're a team, right?
I…
That must've been disappointing.
People are always disappointing.
That must be very lonely
to be the person who speaks seven languages,
with a photographic memory, and so many talents,
and to never find anyone who can keep up.
I like being alone.
[Anna inhales sharply]
Don't come back without what I asked for.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
[door closes]
Chase Sikorski's room, please.
[Chase] Hello?
You aren't just some guy, you're not just another source.
Actually, you are the star of my article.
Anna? Maybe she's good, maybe I'm being fooled,
but if you look at the facts, it's you who's the con artist.
It was you who left Val and Anna high and dry during Fashion Week.
It was you who talked your way onto Hen's yacht.
It was you who had a business defrauding investors,
and if I don't get your side of the story, that's what I have to print.
Or if you tell me what you know,
we can correct some of that. Keep your name out of things.
I can just call you the "tech boyfriend."
[laptop pinging]
How about "the futurist"? Has a better ring than "tech boyfriend."
The futurist? I… I love it.
So…
[device beeps]
What happened between the two of you?
Oh, you're back! How was Berlin?
[Chase] It was great.
You know, the Germans have a reputation for coldness,
but I found them to be very dream oriented.
How wonderful!
Anna, if I order some lunch, you'll go pick it up.
-[Anna] Mm. -[Nora] Hmm.
So, tell me everything.
Did you see Val in Berlin? I mean he's there so often.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
[Chase] Absolutely, we'd love an investment.
No, I wouldn't call it a dream journal.
It's a…
It's a new way to tap into your subconscious.
Uh-huh.
Yeah, you know, 99% of people forget their dreams
within ten minutes of waking up,
but if we can intervene before those memories slip away--
Yeah, we use voice recording software within the app…
Exactly…
Do you need this?
Oh, that's all right.
It's good to get your hands dirty once in a while.
[Anna] Hmm.
See, the microbes in soil have antidepressant properties.
Hmm. Then I should get into gardening.
Hmm. Are those my glasses?
No. They're mine.
-Hmm. -You look…
-[Nora chuckles] -Thank you.
Have you heard from Val, lately?
No, I haven't. Have you?
[Anna] Mm-mm.
It's unlike him to be out of contact, isn't it?
I think so.
Did something happen during Fashion Week?
[sighs]
Nothing really. [chuckles] Except, well…
There was this night,
we were all staying at this hotel and having so much fun,
but then they locked us out.
What do you mean?
The hotel took all of our possessions and Val couldn't get his pills.
Oh, he's a wreck without his pills.
[Anna] Right?
Well, why would the hotel do that?
Well, I would have paid,
but my father can be so domineering with my trust.
I think he's jealous of my business plans.
[sighs in exasperation]
And Val--
Val can never afford anything, of course.
Fashion salaries. But… but who was planning to pay?
[whispering] Chase was supposed to pay, but then he just disappeared.
He left us completely in the cold.
But why would he do that?
I don't really know.
Did you two have a fight? Or--
[in normal voice] No.
But you know how everything is going with the company and--
With Wake?
Say more things.
You don't know?
[hesitates] Well… I hope I didn't put my foot in my mouth.
I assumed that, you know, as his advisor--
Say more things.
[intense music playing]
[whispering] If I tell you, promise you didn't hear it from me.
Anna, tell me more about, what is it, your business?
Um, my social club?
[Nora] What are you calling it again?
-The Anna Delvey Foundation. -[Nora] Hmm.
We've been running up against some obstacles with that though.
I've been thinking we should change it, to avoid any accusations of vanity.
Oh, that is such a male perspective.
Why shouldn't a woman use her own name for her business?
If she doesn't believe she's the name to bring people in, who else will?
It's aspirational, just like I want my club to be.
Sure, but you want the name to speak to what you're doing.
Like with Wake--
When I founded Nora Radford and Associates,
no one cared who I was.
I made it work, and you know why?
Every time anyone wanted to take it from me, they failed
because you can't run Nora Radford and Associates
without Nora Radford.
If I had called it some half-baked, one-syllable buzzword,
who knows where I'd be now.
If you want your foundation to succeed,
you need to secure connections in the art world.
I'm attending a party tomorrow afternoon for the Storm King Art Center,
a fundraiser for the inner city arts program.
Right, I'm your date.
Do you have plans?
[hesitates] Oh, I don't think so.
Good. You'll come with me then. You don't mind, do you, Chase?
[inaudible conversation]
[gripping instrumental music playing]
I had to tell her what's up with the company.
Really? Why?
She asked to see the company records, and I had to tell her we were struggling.
[breath trembling]
Fuck!
Out of nowhere she asks that, and now she's asking about ADF?
Just because she's taken an interest in me doesn't mean she can't help you too.
Yeah, but that's not how Nora works. She has tunnel vision.
And now the Greer investment is probably off.
Don't worry, it will all come together when it's ready.
[faucet turns on and off]
Kismet.
Yeah. That's… Okay.
I guess I should have known Anna had said something,
but I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt.
But that's when I knew.
It was pretty obvious what had happened. [chuckles]
What did you do?
I was always supposed to go with Nora to the Storm King fundraiser,
so I was still on the list.
[upbeat music playing]
[indistinct laughter]
[woman] A celebration of garbage as artifact.
It's the juxtaposition of ambient soundscapes.
Immateriality in dialogue with transitory spaces.
It's a performance piece celebrating the color blue.
It's very post-modern.
Ooh, champagne.
Everyone's here. [chuckles nervously]
[Nora sighs]
Everyone and anyone, I see.
I want you to meet some people.
Michael, I want to introduce you to Anna Delvey.
-[Michael] Oh. -[Anna] Mm-hmm.
Anna, Michael is one of the youngest gallerists in the world.
-Oh. -He has gorgeous taste.
Anna is starting an Arts Foundation.
Sounds spectacular.
Well, Nora has been an amazing mentor for me,
helping me get my business off the ground.
You know, she's a huge supporter of young female entrepreneurs.
Well, of course I am. It's a passion of mine.
[Anna and Nora laugh]
Sasha, I'd like to introduce you to my friend, Anna Delvey.
Oh! Well, we've met. [chuckles]
-Anna, I didn't realize you knew Michael. -[Anna chuckles]
This is Richie, one of the most exquisite chefs in the world.
I would die without Nobu.
He does the best food for all the best events.
[chuckles] Well, I'd love to have you on board.
[chuckles]
I got a call about you, from Richie.
We'll have to design a space around his menu.
We will.
Well, you know Donna, Jodie, Patricia, Susan.
Everyone, this is Anna, my protégé.
[Jodie] Ooh.
You know, we must lift up young female entrepreneurs.
-I keep getting calls about you. -[chuckles]
From my friend, Jodie Kleinsmith, from Gabriel Calatrava, from Sasha Thomas.
It seems like you know everyone.
I know a few people. [chuckles]
So I said to my father
the future isn't just derivatives
and moribund institutions from the last century--
Amen to that.
Can I talk to you?
Chase! Please, excuse me.
[Chase] Anna.
Anna!
No, I've gone out of my way to help your company,
to get you investments,
to listen to your dreams metaphorically, and fucking literally--
Do you forget I know the truth about you? I saw your passport.
[scoffs]
What about you?
Always lying about your company, about where you come from,
inflating every detail to portray some image.
You're from Ohio.
And you judged me the moment you saw it.
I loved your parents.
They're wonderful, with their little house.
I would have loved to grow up in a house like that, instead of--
Instead of what? Huh? Who are you?
Because I know you're not German.
Chase, everything about you is a lie.
At least I'm doing what I set out to do.
You have no stamina, you walk away the second… [exclaims and snaps fingers]
…work gets hard.
Because you're shitty at business.
Everything you know about business, I have taught you.
[scoffs]
You have taken everything from me.
My friends, my lifestyle, my line of work, and now Nora, I guess.
Hey, you're just a fucking copy of me.
[scoffs] Well, I'm a gold-dipped fucking copy.
I want 40% of ADF.
[laughing] What?
For everything I taught you, everyone I introduced you to. Yeah, 40%.
[smacks lips]
"A dream you dream alone, is only a dream."
"A dream you dream together, is reality."
I know. Anna…
John Lennon didn't say that, it was Yoko Ono.
When we got back to Nora's,
I assumed Anna would stay,
but she packed her things and left later that night.
But why, after everything with Nora?
I don't know.
I guess it was all just a game to her.
What was it to you?
[sighs deeply]
In the end, she's in prison,
and I'm working to further future technology in a new world.
You know, Dubai is an incredible place.
If you really want a story, I can connect you with the Sheikh
to explore some projects we're working on.
So you're on Chase's side now?
No, I'm definitely not on his side.
He's just as tricky as her. I'm not on anyone's side.
Anymore.
I wasn't ever on Anna's side. She's just…
She's a little fascinating.
For example, who spends months making someone their mentor,
only to pack up and cut off contact as soon as they succeed?
She's a lone wolf, she couldn't be part of a pack.
And she was on to better digs.
I think it was more than that.
I think something happened between them, it had to have.
Whenever Anna happens,
there's usually some kind of disaster zone in her wake.
Did you check with the defense?
Todd is a complete dead end.
There's always two sides.
I'm telling you. I'm not on…
[gripping instrumental music playing]
There's always two sides. Yes, there are.
[assistant DA] Miss Kent?
What lofty question is keeping me from my lunch today?
Did a Nora Radford ever file a complaint on Anna Sorokin?
[sighs]
That question is practically an insult to New York's finest pastrami sandwich.
Of course I'm not going to answer that. Try the defense.
It's just…
The way my story is shaping up,
the real crook in all of this was Anna's boyfriend.
If I print now, it'll look like you have the wrong guy or, you know, girl.
Then your story is inaccurate.
My sources all say otherwise.
[sighs]
I can't share anything that was in the discovery with you.
But I can share something that didn't make it into discovery
because someone changed their mind about pressing charges.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
[doorbell buzzes]
Oh, Vivi, I must say I'm surprised to see you here again.
I thought I made it clear--
Why didn't you mention your credit card records?
[cell phone rings]
[beeps]
Hello? Breakfast tomorrow?
Mmm-hmm.
What do you mean there are strange charges?
["Faster Please" playing]
Mmm-hmm.
[Nora] Uh-huh.
[man over phone] Neiman's, $800. Barneys, $4,000. Bergdorf's, $17,000.
Oh, God.
Do you have a list of what was bought at Bergdorf's?
[man over phone] Size eight Valentino pumps,
CELINE sunglasses, a Sandro black dress…
A Balenciaga handbag…
♪ Saw the wrist and it flock Light my cig with the hot shit ♪
[song rewinds and stops]
[song resumes]
Miss Radford left for the day, but said you'd be adding some things.
Will you be signing for her account?
Hmm.
[cash register dings]
♪ Girl you movin' too fast Take your leisure baby ♪
♪ See my picca don't dance With the crush and the crew… ♪
Actually Miss Radford wanted me to grab a few more things.
[cash registers dinging rapidly]
♪ You a lil' sexy bae Wanna slide to the crib then oh behave ♪
♪ Like state to state I can fly you out, that's all the way… ♪
Good to see you again. A few more things for Miss Radford?
Thank you, Ashley.
[cash registers dinging]
[song rewinding]
[song resumes]
Oh, Anna, we're all ordering some take-out. Do you want anything?
Oh. [chuckles]
I could eat.
Great. Right down the street. It'll be ready in 20.
♪ Don't slow the pace up On time for the break up ♪
♪ Take it off and get your head right ♪
♪ You been thinkin' mad long You need a good night ♪
♪ Catch the next flight Yeah I just might ♪
♪ I care until I don't so stare One, two, three, go… ♪
[man on phone] Bergdorf Goodman, Nong La Thia,
Uber, Seamless, American Airlines,
getbeautified.com, NET-A-PORTER--
Fucking cunt!
$400,000.
Why didn't you say she stole from you?
My finances are private.
[sputters]
You could have pressed charges, helped stop her from…
It was humiliating.
She took advantage of me, and I had no idea.
Why do you think she did it, looking back?
I would have given her money, probably, if she asked.
I mean, she worked so hard to draw me in and then…
[chuckles]
You know the most absurd part?
After all that, Anna sent me a gift.
A thank you or threat. I'm not sure.
If you press charges with the DA,
you might still be able to get your money back.
Oh, I got all my money back.
My friend, Donna, works at Federal Credit.
Works, well… [laughs]
She's the CEO.
You got it all back?
[chuckles in disbelief] $400,000?
You know what really gets me?
When Bergdorf's accepted all those purchases she made.
I shop there constantly, I have a rack. They knew my taste.
That girl had trash taste.
Did they really think any of that was mine?
-Ugh! -[box scraping]
Here it is.
[grunts]
[Val] Nora, you got a package.
[door opens]
Oh!
Okay.
Here. Right.
Okay.
[sighs]
[suspenseful music playing]
Open it.
[gasps]
Oh.
Nora gave it to me.
It's probably worth more than every piece of furniture in this apartment,
and she just gave it to me.
[laughs]
What do we do with it?
[smacks lips]
College fund.
These don't look like Bergdorf.
They'll do the job, and you'll accept them.
You know why? Because I know about Nora's credit cards.
I know about you throwing Chase under the bus,
I know about the peacock.
I have a story with or without you.
So, if you want any control of how you're portrayed,
you need to start talking.
I forgot about that fucking peacock.
Did you steal all that money?
You have to work hard to get what you want.
I've always known that. Chase, not so much.
He thought he was better than me, smarter than me.
And Nora… [scoffs]
…she treated me like I was a prop,
and so, why shouldn't I have used her as one?
I got everything I needed, my dream team.
And Nora's credit cards?
Did you? Really?
I like this underwear.
It's always important to have quality clothing.
I made a pitch deck, you know, with my whole business plan, and my team.
It would be helpful for you to see it before we meet next.
Thanks for the panties.
[keys jingling]
[door opens]
[door closes]
-For the panties I bought your client. -Excuse me?
-I bought panties yesterday. -I'm not paying for her panties.
I'm not asking for a reimbursement,
I want you to realize that we are on the same side.
I am buying your client undergarments because I care about this story.
That's a weird way of showing it.
And I know you are dealing with the same kind of shit from her.
Maybe not panties, but 37 calls a day.
[Todd sighs]
She is driving me fucking crazy. I am exhausted.
Let me help you.
Let me be part of the team.
She said there's a deck she made for ADF, that I should see it.
She wants me to see stuff.
No lawyer is going to ever invite a journalist to dig into his discovery.
Come on. I know she's done some bad shit, but I'm not--
But even the best lawyer slips up sometimes,
takes a coffee break, say, and leaves his discovery unattended.
[gripping instrumental music playing]
Thank you.
[camera shutter clicking]
Pretty clear and persuasive.
Why don't you take a couple more weeks?
-I keep getting calls about you. -[chuckles]
From my friend, Jodie Kleinsmith, from Gabriel Calatrava, from Sasha Thomas.
It seems like you know everyone.
I know a few people. [chuckles]
Well, we must find you a property.
I want 281 Park.
[closing theme music playing]