Industry (2020) s02e03 Episode Script

1
Don't take this the wrong way,
but I feel like you're the type of guy
who's, like, never taken a moment
to, like, think about who you are.
- I'm just wiping!
- Like your identity,
your existence,
- your fucking adequacy.
- Yeah, that sounds tiring.
Don't you think that, like,
people underestimate you?
Not when I'm printing biz.
When you're printing biz,
it doesn't matter about
your relationships,
or the firm, because you are
Printing biz?
Oh!
Yeah, I'm not sure
Eric agrees with that.
Harper, Jesse fucking Bloom?
Today you touched the face of God,
and for a moment became him.
- This really works.
- Yeah.
Like a bat up your night-dress.
Fuck!
Excuse me.
Simon. Theodore.
Yo, are you coming back? Ours?
- Uh, mine, right? The afters.
- After what?
"After the party to the hotel lobby?"
Come on. Let's go.
Forget your beer. Forget your beer.
"When Graham Gray is offered a pill
that rids him of his conscience,
he must ask himself the question,
'How much of his humanity
is he willing to give up to get ahead?'"
Belongs in an airport.
God, he must know someone at Faber.
Only explanation.
Good luck to him.
Gus has been writing
his for over a year?
It's, uh
Andy McNab in Westminster.
Please re-enter the workforce.
I had a teacher once who told me,
"Your life depends upon
your power to master words."
He made me feel ten feet tall.
I I need to go to bed.
Oi, what have you got to wake up for?
8:00 a.m. family book club Facetime.
Good night.
Why are you so scared of going to bed?
There's nothing more
terrifying than a cold pillow.
- Yeah.
- Is that your fiancé?
I gotta go.
Uh, dude, hang around. Hang around.
Congrats on the sex.
So, you've got a big
family? Must be eventful.
Mm.
- It's just you?
- Uh, I have a brother.
Older. Ten minutes older.
So, he's the paragon of virtue?
Kinda.
What's his story?
I'm 75 percent sure that he's in Berlin.
Uh, he likes to travel.
I, uh, need to get some sleep.
I'll see you in the office.
Don't worry about it.
Look at the mess you made.
I have half the Rican board
shitting into my inbox.
Love it.
They sent me a "check the
box to proxy vote" form.
Did you sign?
Why would I sign away voting rights
twenty-four hours
after buying 42 percent
of this fucking thing?
Well done, by the
way. You in the office?
Oh, my son just got home.
I don't know where he spends his nights.
Hey, you're not connected to anyone
that went to Oxford, are you?
I get the sense that Oxford
is not unlike the mob.
You think you could hook me up
with a tutor, like, yesterday?
Kid's got a deadline looming.
We had a whole day planned tomorrow,
and now I have to drag
him to fucking Wales.
I'll see what I can do.
All part of the service.
Riddle me this.
How many grouse can you
massacre with an AR-15?
Sub-question. Why do
banks still do this shit?
I'll see you on the shoot.
The shoot.
You wanted to see me?
My mentor Newman got me this
the first time I traded with Meriwether
at Long-Term Capital Management.
He made up some bunkum about
how many pockets it's seen.
Real estate deals, divorces,
insolvencies, arrest
warrants, declarations of war.
When he handed it to me,
he said, "Choose your own adventure."
I genuinely thought
letting Bloom in was smart.
- Saved the book.
- Bloom's a get. No question.
Hence, rite of passage memorabilia.
But look, he isn't
some guy you just cover.
I could hear ten red flags in the trade
a third-year's ear simply
isn't tuned to hear.
You panicked, he heard it.
And then
- he ran you over.
- But Felim pulled
Bloom knew we had a position.
Knew it was almost hung.
Waited until Rishi was in max pain
before taking it.
But Felim pulled. We were DOA.
Felim was waiting to squeeze Rishi,
who would have improved.
Felim wins, the desk
wins, and Rican wins.
They were counting on
Felim to anchor the deal.
Not only did you lose control,
but you replaced Felim,
a known entity friendly
to the board's agenda,
with Mr. Covid!
I was servicing a client
three times the size of Felim.
A skilled salesperson protects
the client and the firm
while letting both think
they're his priority.
Win-win.
We particularly know how
crucial Felim is to our desk.
And especially to you. I know
To us.
Harper.
We'll smooth it all out, on the shoot.
Bloom mentioned a "shoot."
Do you have his ear?
He called me again.
Good. Nurture that.
A trip to Richard Burton country.
Wales, Harper. Wales.
For weeks, IBD has thought
Felim was gonna buy the
stake you sold to Bloom.
So, Pierpoint organized
a celebratory event
for the new Rican investors.
They know Felim loves to shoot.
Right, yeah.
Still trying to figure out
how that's a viable pastime.
This is a strange island.
IBD is losing their shit,
and holding our desk's feet to the fire.
But we know everything will
be copacetic once Bloom
sells his share to Felim.
You and I are not Eric
and Harper in this.
We're vassals of the firm.
Win-win.
- All good?
- Yes, fine.
Bit of a strange conversation
with Enzo Carbone.
I feel like he's no longer
the decision maker there.
Yeah. I got the sense that was Rocco,
even from the one meeting.
I can't even get him on the phone.
Thank you for doing this anyway.
I'm excited.
We like names like Tencent.
Tesla. Long term winners.
Buy and hold.
I'd also like to put some
impact investment on the table.
Of course, nominally, it
would be me covering you
in order to avoid any
conflict of interest.
But we'd both be truly at your disposal.
That painting is
I think
ersatz.
Oh, I can assure you it's not.
This is very professional.
She's very impressive, isn't she?
And in terms of moving
holdings over to us
This has been a wonderful
end to my morning.
I saw some live geese, then spinning,
then an unparalleled hour at Fortnum's.
I'm trying to be more present.
Yasmin knows I'm unsophisticated
when it comes to these affairs.
I always thought them rather grubby,
although they gild
everything, of course.
I can't really make any decisions
without speaking to our family office.
Little Maximus, who my spies tell me
you've been seeing
rather a lot of, "Mina."
Well, unless there's anything else?
A memorable time spent with
two very impressive young women.
Mm-hmm.
I've booked us your
favorite spot for lunch.
Your beloved Daphne's.
You do not live in the real world.
What's the matter?
Did you not sit through
what I just sat through?
This is my job.
This is my career.
I know it's a fucking
alien concept to you.
It's not fucking parents' evening.
Oh God, another alien concept!
Could you not have given me 20 minutes
of professional respect?
Stay out of my life.
But I've booked Diana and Dodi's table.
That's two-fifty total, please.
Oh, fuck. My purse.
I left it on the seat.
Is it just a coffee? I can get it.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
Thank you. That's really very kind.
I've just come to expect better ATD.
Attention to detail from Pierpoint.
Everyone who works for this,
is part of the Rican family,
so I feel a paternal instinct,
and a paternal disappointment.
I'll make sure the deck's updated
before anyone else sees it.
You know, Bloom hasn't
even signed the proxy vote?
What sorta system have we built
where a stranger can waltz in,
and take forty-odd percent
of a company I built?
James, I know this shoot was
supposed to be a victory lap.
But now, we can be nimble.
Eric Tao, who heads
up Cross Product Sales,
has promised me Bloom's
selling the block
to Felim Bichan at Fenmarsh.
Who was all of our top pick.
I spoke to Felim overnight.
Him owning 42 percent I can live with.
He knows our vision. We
can trust him not to sell
until the timing's right.
We're circling
an eight-billion-dollar valuation here.
As long as you take
care of this pitch book.
And keep page 27 away from
that crusader Anna Gearing.
Her and her friend
have been a constant
pain in my ass on this.
It's handled.
So, Harper put you up to this?
She a company man?
Think it's her life.
What does what does your Dad do?
He's the Ghanaian Ambassador to Angola.
You're fucking serious right now.
My dad was a Post Office clerk.
I imagine unlike your dad,
like, my dad did not expect much of me.
Which college has Leo applied to?
Uh, he's doing an open application.
Okay. First error.
What's he going to read?
Uh. Books, I hope?
He needs to write his
personal statement,
that essay,
and it needs to be done
before we return to London.
You spent much time in Wales?
I hear they have a healthy
contempt for the English.
And who do you think
is hornier for cash,
Tony Blair or Prince Andrew?
Do you consider yourself
a Christian then?
I'm not sure I would
go that far yet, but
you know, one of the things
you'd have to get onboard with
is that grief is actually a
concession to a higher power.
actually studied theology
at Oxford, at Regents.
No way.
- Pronto.
- Rocco. Hi.
It's Yasmin, from Pierpoint.
Yasmin! Great to hear your voice.
Sorry for the noise. We're refueling.
Was just seeing Antoine at Loro Piana.
Some juicy acquisition gossip?
My father staunchly refuses to
become part of the LVMH family.
Huh.
You said you were kind
of straddling two sides
of the business? What was it?
Um, private wealth and,
uh, FX hedge-fund sales.
Okay.
- Bye. Ciao.
- Ciao.
Jackie, are you free to talk
to a client about cryptos?
I don't have time to swot up.
Hedge funds or real money?
Private individual. Italian.
Oh, man, I don't cozy up
to Euro types for no margin.
I like to rip 'em off, Yas.
The H on their belts
stands for "hoodwinked."
I spent a lot of
lockdown punting cryptos.
Cryptos reek of virginity
and building your own
bomb, but Ken's more fluent
than he cares to admit.
I'm happy to clue
them up. Phone, person.
It's a dinner, tonight.
Well, if you want me, I'm here.
Best self. Need to be
better at managing juniors.
Okay.
Okay. Thank you.
So, Venetia, actually
Okay.
What the fuck are you doing
on a foreign exchange system?
Hello. Thank you.
Oh, my God!
Coming.
- Yo.
- Hello.
- You have a minute?
- Yeah, I do. Come in.
They call it a "snug."
Ugly word for an ugly room.
Of course Pierpoint put you in here.
I made them give your friend
Gus the Queen Elizabeth Suite,
just to fuck with them.
Do you know that Pierpoint
is intending to ambush you?
It's cute when young people
use these militaristic terms
to describe something
so run-of-the-mill.
At least now I can sell
to Felim for a premium.
Always game for making a
quick buck off a competitor,
- it's the part that thrills me.
- Mmm.
I guess showing face could
mean you have a vested interest.
Jacks up the price of your stake.
It would probably make life a lot easier
if I just sold to Felim, right?
Or maybe I want to watch
them scramble around me first?
Courtiers around a King.
From what I know about Felim,
he's a walking fucking affectation.
But I know he's the great pretender.
He was born in state housing in Glasgow,
and he acts like Richard Rich.
Deep in the fun of '08, GS
marked down my collateral,
triggered major margin calls.
I needed NAV waivers to buy time,
but my salesperson, Amy, sweet kid,
overeducated, bit neo-conny, but sweet,
made it very clear that
her voice was Goldman's.
So, my custom Well,
how could I keep
talking to Amy after
she broke our covenant?
She acted like she
could live without me.
Her life was contingent on me.
Do you think I should sell to Felim?
Pierpoint want you to.
Sell-side playbook.
You realize that's your boss
trying to "seniorize" that relationship
by telling you what to do?
I don't care what your employer thinks,
I don't care what your boss thinks.
The lie of the sell-side
is that your colleagues
aren't your competitors.
What do you think I should do?
I'm not sure I even know
what the pieces on the board look like.
Well, then how do you
expect us to play the game?
I'm not sure Rican are
being totally transparent.
Fine.
I'll ask again after we
murder some sentient creatures.
Generally, when I ask
a question like that,
I expect an answer
that's more interesting
than the one you just gave.
You are your view.
They have Au Bon Climat
here. I swear by it.
Let's speak English.
Oh, sorry.
Um for me, some sparkling water.
- But you indulge.
- Great.
So, Kenny
Uh, do you want to clue
Rocco up on the crypto space?
Rocco, Kenny is our guy on this.
I was skeptical about them as
a genuine asset class but
Well
Blockchain's like the future.
Right, Kenny?
What does your tattoo mean?
Um
It it's fairly trite.
Essentially means "Carpe Diem."
This might sound a bit strange but
you a friend of Billy's?
- Yes!
- I knew it.
I'm eight years. Are you
Oh, just coming up on four months
- Congratulations.
- but one day at a time.
Thank you, man.
Yeah. It's "carpe diem"
to civilians, but
if you know, you know, right?
"Civilians." I like that.
Yeah.
So, listen, as someone
who made a killing
on DogeLite and Ethereum,
the best financial
advice I can give you is
throw a dart at the board.
Yeah.
Nobody knows anything!
So a friend of mine has just
purchased this "Bored Ape."
Should I be adding this
little chimp to my purse?
I'd stick with an actual
yacht club if I were you.
The concept of a buffet is
absolutely abhorrent to me.
I stopped eating
breakfast in my twenties.
I will say that the tipping culture
at these corporate shoots
gets a little out of hand.
Strikes me as vulgar to carry
that much cash in your breeks.
Morning, Harper.
- Good morning.
- Good morning.
What a fucking scruff
Fieldcraft is so important,
Eric. You never
Morning, everyone!
Morning. On behalf of Pierpoint,
I am delighted to
welcome Rican Healthcare,
and a number of its key investors.
Without much further ado, toast, tea.
Now, McKelvey!
Thank you, Lucinda, and
our newest investors.
Don't look at me.
I'm just hypothetical in all this.
Well, brevity may or may
not be the soul of wit,
but I think it'd be irresponsible
to give you all firearms
on the back of some
soporific corporate dirge.
So, the tele-medicine
revolution continues apace.
Virtual 24/7 doctors' appointments,
remote prescription services,
and Rican Healthcare
remains at the hard edge.
Now, here in the UK, we're
proposing a substantial
public-private initiative,
whereby we partner with
the NHS to deliver Rican
to patients across the country.
Good to have you with us,
Madam Member of Parliament.
Increasing access,
reducing costs, improving patient care,
pending regulatory approval.
But you know the spiel by now.
Let's not take time away
from the festivities.
Anna Gearing. FutureDawn.
James, if I may, I'd like to ask,
how do you plan on
lowering the US price point
for consumers?
Our interest and stake
from a ESG perspective
was contingent on broadening access,
so we could service
lower-income households.
We're looking to be as
inclusive as we possibly can.
I mean, uh, accessibility
was a founding tenet for us.
- "A doctor in your pocket."
- Harper Stern. Pierpoint.
An impromptu Q&A session.
So, can you confirm
that the plan is to
lower the US price point?
I was told that would
happen in six months,
then eight.
Base case keeps moving.
We're still working up the
analysis on the timings.
That's what it is, but you well know
the only reason we exist
is to democratize healthcare,
locally and globally.
And there's still no visibility
on how you plan to fund
that lower price point?
I'm sure once we've worked the analysis,
it will tell us.
Okay, let's go see about them birds,
before they start to unionize.
Thanks for that dinner.
Your pal invited me to one
of those posh AA meetings
off the Old Brompton Road.
Incredible networking,
lucky I had my card.
Venetia, we call that kind
of intro by Yas, "value add."
- You should write that down.
- Glad to be of service.
Do you mind if I get Ven to follow up?
Oh, shit. I already did.
Oh, fuck off! Don't talk
to me about Elon Musk.
Precious metals ETFs
are a popular way to
invest in these metals.
Either through physical
or futures-based exposure.
Super. Tschuss!
Celeste, hi. Um
I
I just really wanted to
apologize for yesterday.
My father can be
- a bit of a child.
- No need to apologize.
Well, I thought, um,
I should be, you know, proactive.
So
I had an excellent dinner with Rocco.
I introduced him to one
of our crypto guys in FX.
They really hit it off. So
Yeah, I think it could be
super generative for us.
Generative, for whom?
Foreign Exchange Hedge Fund Sales?
Well, you know, we're always
talking about "One Pierpoint,"
breaking down silos,
cross-pollinating clients.
Yes, well, that may be in
your graduate literature.
You just gave him a person
to speak to in this firm
that is not me.
I don't like to share my guys,
profit-share, mind-share,
whatever. My list is my list.
I'm so sorry.
That was not my intention at all.
Oh, I'm sure it wasn't.
It's just not what I
had in mind for you.
- Jesse, Eric Tao.
- Yeah.
Oh, I'm surprised we've never crossed.
Well, why's that a surprise?
Felim, good to see you.
- And you.
- Yeah.
You know, my memory always
seems to relegate you to average.
I remain shocked by your
in-person handsomeness.
Very good.
Well, the indices are all up this month.
That's all you track, right?
You must be making out like a bandit.
Or maybe missing out on the
Rican block at a discount
has prohibited your fund
from keeping in rude health this month.
Let's not get caught up in the low
skullduggery of our
profession, shall we, Jesse?
I'm not ashamed of our profession.
We're with the angels.
- No need to dress it up.
- Or dress up even?
Maybe a wee bit more
respect for our hosts?
Oh, I'm dressed up, buddy.
I won't let your cold-weather
breeding convince you otherwise.
Ooh!
Whereabouts was I bred?
You pass to my eye, very aristocratic.
Imagine thinking it was a good thing
for a man to live a
life and never change.
Would you mind, uh,
gathering round, please?
sustainable.
Would you gather round,
please? Thank you.
Come on in, I don't bite. That's extra.
I'm just trying to see all the angles,
so I know how to pitch Bloom.
Sing him a fucking song.
Win-win.
Well, I hope you've all
enjoyed your bacon butties,
and soaked up, uh, whatever
you drank in the bar last night.
Uh, now, we've got a
300-bird day for you,
and we'll be taking in
three drives in total.
For those of you who
haven't shot before,
just come to see me,
and we'll get you sorted, all right?
Oh, and by the way.
This morning you may see
a rare white pheasant.
Now, they enjoy diplomatic immunity.
Do not shoot.
Five hundred pound fine.
All right?
GRUFFYDD Right, well, if you're,
uh, good to go, follow me.
What is it with you
and bullies, eh, Harper?
You just seem to go from one to another.
Just because the business is fickle,
it doesn't mean that you have to be.
Leo Bloom is, uh, an interesting name.
Didn't take your dad
for much of a reader.
Jesse thinks that Ulysses
is a yacht in a marina.
Yeah, I think he thinks
people think he's a philistine.
But he is a big Mel Brooks fan.
He he seems invested
in your academic prospects.
He's, uh throwing money at it.
Your dad's not paying
me to swim with you.
When you're ready, I'll be right here.
You'll do fine with a 20 bore.
It's, uh, got a nice small
grip and stock on there.
It's perfect for someone like you.
- All right?
- Thanks.
I'll give you a set of these.
Oh, and, uh
Pretty snazzy life, right.
Dogs!
Sorry, Jesse! Wiped
your eye with that one!
Nice shot!
One more drive until elevenses.
Oh, I could murder a chocolate finger.
Focus on the head.
- One eye should always be
- Anna!
You made that look easy.
Not just Peg Totty.
- I shot skeet in Beijing '08.
- Huh.
Unsurprisingly, nobody bothers to ask.
Right.
- Thank you again for the coffee.
- Yeah. Of course.
If I'd known it was you,
I might have stretched to a cookie.
Well, we are a Social Impact Fund.
So, it's purportedly harder to buy us.
- Not impossible, just thornier.
- Hmm.
I didn't know that a price point cut
was on the cards for a wider rollout.
Was. Was.
The Rican board don't realize
I can hear them patronizing me
through the corporate verbiage.
We own 18 percent equity. I'm
just a small voice to them.
I need to deliver a price cut,
or my investors will wonder
whether Rican actually
qualifies as a moral investment.
Hmm.
I saw you making a
beeline for McKelvey's car.
- I'm a hawk.
- Eagle-eyed.
Um
No, it was actually Felim I was after.
When he takes Bloom's stake,
I'm gonna chew his ear clean off
about lowering that price point.
- What's his position?
- I'd love to know.
Harper, um, this is Aurore, a
risen star in the Tory party.
Very safe seat.
I actually did six years
in DCM at Pierpoint.
- Oh.
- Healthcare.
And now an interest in government.
Aurore's just been nominated
for Health and Social
Care Select Committee.
Rican partnering with the
NHS is an exciting idea.
Is there a timeline
on regulatory approval?
I'm not across those conversations yet.
Though I do agree,
it's a potentially exciting idea,
if Rican can deliver on their promise
to increase access and
reduce costs in the US.
Private healthcare
it's a very emotional subject here.
I imagine without a narrative
that speaks to universality,
it's a bit of a non-starter.
- Sloe gin or Bull Shot?
- She'll take a punt on the Bull.
- My pleasure. No problem.
- Thank you.
I'm not really into blood sports,
but thankfully pheasant
is sustainable
Jesse, try and imagine there's
a hoop on the end of the gun
rather than just a bead.
So, you can keep the tail
of the bird inside the hoop,
and that way you can track
the line more consistently.
Hmm.
Isn't it ungentlemanly
to comment on someone's shooting?
- How many did you get?
- I shot straight.
You're not supposed to ask, "how many."
How the fuck is she supposed to know
all the arcane feudal laws
that govern this bullshit?
Is there a handbook they give
certain men at birth or
Harper.
Why don't you blood yourself?
- What?
- Harp, you, you wipe the
Just get a couple of
fingers in there and daub.
Anyone for a jam sandwich?
- That's it.
- Let's get our
fingers sticky.
- Congratulations.
- Thank you.
- Part of the club.
- Great pretender.
Mm-hmm.
Eric, you're about a million
years old in sales years.
You must have been on too
many of these to count.
Isn't it time you hung up your gun?
Yeah. Maybe. Harper,
can I grab you quickly?
Yeah.
Sticky fingers, and
fishy fingers for all.
Tell your guy to stop fucking around.
You're not controlling him.
Don't you think we might be
operating in the dark here?
I feel like the board
is deliberately hiding
something material.
Am I gonna have to talk to Bloom myself?
There, there! Look, white pheasant!
He won't listen to you.
- I'm not a fucking child.
- Respectfully, yes, you are.
Anyone for a jam sandwich?
Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!
Missed.
Holy shit!
Bloody fool, you hit
him with the pellets.
Let me see, let me see.
It's all right. It's okay.
Is there a medic or first aid?
Oh, my God. Is there a doctor or
is everyone here in finance?
it just stings a bit.
Maybe, somebody load up the Rican app?
Good evening, Harper.
No more commotion, please.
Superficial cuts from
a few stray pellets,
and the NHS still has you
waiting for four fucking hours.
But anyway.
Never give a gun to an American.
Fuck, can I get you something?
Aye, drink-wise I will have
something brown and deep.
- A strong water.
- You got it.
Even my nerves feel a little frayed.
"Harper Stern."
"Face that launched
a thousand fuck-ups."
I'm the one you're supposed
to be pitying please, madam.
Not that Pierpoint think
that your face is very memorable.
I noticed your picture,
was it in this morning's, uh, deck.
Yeah, a variant of that.
Happens so often, I've
become desensitized to it.
Can't say the I-bankers
over at Pierpoint
have covered themselves
in much glory today,
especially with all the hoopla
surrounding the pitch book.
Is this page 27?
What was that about?
Did Eric not tell you?
Rican commissioned analysis
on how to fund the tele-med expansion
to low-income households in the US.
McKelvey said it hadn't been done.
No, he, um, elided the
truth to the other investors.
The analysis showed,
the only way to, uh, lower
the consumer price point
was to cut the dividend.
Which, of course, hurts the share price,
kills the value in
the short term, and
frankly, makes it far less likely
to make me want to buy in.
- So, they suppressed it?
- Mm-hmm.
To privilege you, over
investors like Anna?
You should all feel very lucky
I'm even at this fucking shoot at all.
Understand?
I am really sorry, again,
about your afternoon.
Well, let's concentrate
on the bigger picture.
Because today, for some reason,
the universe has sent down
a wee fucking goblin, to
misuse a firearm in my face.
So when he now sells to
me, which he fucking will
I'll look back on this
as the afternoon that I almost died.
But I still left with the
Devil's things in my pocket.
Slàinte Mhath.
Hi. Is Harper in? I've been trying her.
Uh, she's away.
Do you wanna come in?
Okay.
I don't know.
I don't even really know if it's right.
I know I want the fresh
start, new floor, new boss.
Thank you.
I just
I look at someone like Harper
and she's just innately good at her job,
and people just take her seriously,
and I think, you know,
why can't I have that?
Is she good?
Or does she just always have
her foot on the accelerator?
You know, covet something.
Get it.
Covet something else. Maybe get that.
And then die.
Needs must.
I mean, what does your
dad actually want from you?
To be perennially 12 years
old. It's kind of fucked up.
Yeah, well, give it to him then.
Doesn't have to be real
for him to think that it is.
Spoken like a true believer.
Did you get through that tonight?
Not really.
Do you ever think
if we'd have just fucked
we would have saved
ourselves a lot of
Disappointment?
I don't really think I
would have debased myself
in quite the same way,
if I thought that
I would have let you fuck me?
Well, I hoped it would have
been a more mutual experience.
Nah, I mean
if I thought that
I was
on your level.
You were very good at
making me feel like I wasn't.
And honestly, I would
have eaten broken glass
to have had my head
between your legs just once.
And eat my pussy?
Yeah.
That's what I would do.
Right. I'm going to bed.
Feel free to do whatever.
You're an intoxicant, Yas.
Needs must.
- Night.
- Night.
Hey, Papa.
I, um, I wanted to apologize.
I overreacted, and
I shouldn't have
disrespected you like that.
It's
it's no way for a daughter
to speak to her father.
Um
I've just realized that
I've really missed you.
And
I just want you to be proud of me.
Um
So
if you want to get dinner
or a drink and catch up,
and you're still in London, let me know.
Um, I've missed you.
I love you.
Let me know.
Every single boy in
my year at Eton was
told he should inherit the earth.
Tell a lot of average people
they deserve everything and
Yeah, maybe it was the kind of people
you were hanging out with, because
I never really heard anyone
speak like that there.
It was about merit.
Is it actually merit-based, though?
In this scenario, the
earth is basically Oxbridge.
Once you're there,
you're on a conveyor belt.
I can't take another three years of it.
Not around those people.
I won't.
You sound like you were lonely.
Hey, I was a big buyer
of the conveyor belt.
You know, three
three years at Oxford.
Six years in banking or law
- then maybe politics.
- So what happened?
Look, could you could you
fulfill your part of this obligation,
and write the fucking thing?
I'm guessing your parents had
high expectations for you too, yeah?
Yeah. Of course.
Then how the fuck did
you end up in here,
tutoring a little slut like me?
Okay.
I'm better than waiting
two and a half fucking hours
for you to finish a swim.
Was it only two-and-a-half?
It felt like 50.
- I was tripping.
- Brilliant!
Given who your dad is,
it's not a revolutionary
act to aim down.
In fact, it's pathetic you don't aim up.
Oh!
Aurora Adekunle.
- Hi, Jesse Bloom.
- Nice to meet you.
Yeah. It's good to put
a face with the name.
- Yeah, after the, um
- Yeah.
- activities today.
- Yeah.
How are you finding it here?
Uh little stuffy, fusty.
I'd love to talk to
you about fundraising.
Oh, yeah?
Well, "Lord Bloom"
does have a ring to it.
Ah, here comes the, uh, kid
who is forcing my son's
nose to the grindstone.
Yeah.
We were at the same college, at Oxford.
Oh! Good to know my
Wikipedia's accurate.
I must admit I Googled you
when I was on the can.
It's cute to be known as
the "Tory with a conscience."
Uh, that's just a nice way of saying
I was treacherous, and lost the whip.
- Brexit was Brexit.
- Mm-hmm. Fog of war.
Luckily, people have short memories.
Delicious and incestuous.
Like, uh, everything in England.
Excuse me, I'm keeping someone waiting.
One of your ex-colleagues
was talking to me about you.
Lucinda.
She said that you were brilliant,
but you got waylaid by
some corporate politics?
Pierpoint's a great steppingstone.
I can vouch. But, um
lifers can die while they live in there,
if you follow.
Excuse me, if this
is incredibly forward,
but do you think I could pick your brain
about a potential next step?
You can have the time it takes
to sink another Laphroaig.
Neither of us have to pay, after all.
So, tell me. What draws you to politics?
You out here alone?
Certainly feels that way.
I saw Felim earlier.
He's taking it all surprisingly well.
Did you speak to Jesse?
We caught up with him briefly, yes.
He had the magnanimity to apologize.
And he has assured us he
has the magnanimity to sell.
So you spoke to my
client behind my back?
I'm gonna give you the opportunity
to be honest with me.
Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?
What do you want me to say to that?
Maybe give me the salient information?
Is that fucking crazy?
Because I am wandering
around in the dark.
I tell you what you need
to know to do your job.
How can we work together
if you can't be transparent with me?
You don't work with me. You work for me!
So you don't trust me?
Where is the evidence that I should?
This has been
one of my longest days in the business.
And the only reason you're here
is because Mr. Covid put in a call.
I wouldn't have had you within
a thousand miles of this place.
- Who were you out here with?
- Good night.
Short term play is to sell to Felim now.
Cheap opportunity, tidy little profit.
Perhaps shooting our
counterparty in the face
now makes that the
least egregious option.
I found this on top of one
of my son's reading lists.
This Hobbes fucker, man.
This could've been written yesterday.
The natural state of man.
"A war of all against all."
I mean, it was written
during the Civil War. So
pretty dim view of humanity.
Then why does it feel so true?
McKelvey wants to sell Rican.
They would need to cut the dividend
to fund consumer price point cuts.
They've been kicking the can around
to maintain the dividend,
increase buybacks and
most likely sell quickly.
Reading between the lines, I
think that it's an acquisition target.
Again, strictly reading
between the lines
I think they've already engaged
Pierpoint IBD to find buyers.
Okay. So what, we sit on the block,
let it rip and take profit?
No. That's Felim's play.
It's why he wants to buy from you.
It's why the board want him.
And it's why my boss
kept me in the dark.
But I have a better idea.
Without the low-income expansion now,
Rican Healthcare will not get
regulatory approval in the UK.
How the fuck do you know that?
I don't. It's an educated guess
after speaking with a member
of Her Majesty's government.
So, what's the play?
Don't sell. To Felim or anyone.
Buy.
Take FutureDawn's shares.
I have no interest in
a controlling stake.
And I'm already long over three billion.
I'm not even sure I'm
a bull on this space.
Hear me out.
You only need nine percent to
give you a controlling stake.
Anna will sell you half of her equity
if you let her choose the board.
Cut the divvy. Fund expansion.
The price will drop in
the short term, but
there is potential for this company
to be a market leader
in a genuine growth area.
How many companies
can you say that about?
It's a gamble, but if I'm
right, it's one hell of a long.
You know, it was inevitable
that Eric tried to
poach me on this trip.
Is that what you'd call that? Hobbesian?
Check me out!
Did you entertain that?
You got a pen?
I need to underline something.
This Hobbes is worth remembering.
Looks like a gift.
A memento.
Memento mori.
Eric, where is the wee prick?
Let's just get this done, shall we?
Yeah. Uh, one second.
Please leave a message.
Harpsichord, it's me.
Everyone's down here.
Uh
we're nearly through this.
See you soon.
Rishi, I need you to
cross a block for me.
Pre-open. 16 million.
Harper, I'm hanging out my arse.
I've not even moisturized,
and pulled the top off it
I need this to happen pre-the open.
Bloom is gonna buy half of
FutureDawn's stake in Rican.
Why would he do that? What's the angle?
Since when do you need
context? Execute the trade.
- Has Eric signed off on this?
- Sign off?
What fucking "sign off"?
You can't pre-arrange a block sale.
I need the buyer and the seller.
I have that. I spoke to
Harry on Anna Gearing's desk
this morning at FutureDawn.
I have the order from Bloom.
He and Anna Gearing have
already agreed on a price.
She sells at 48, he pays a quarter.
All right. Well, then
get me a fucking seller!
All trades go through
the execution desk, Rishi.
I have the order. We don't
say no to biz in hand.
One minute before European open.
Morning, James. How are your eggs?
Getting cold. Where is everybody?
It appears that, uh,
Jesse Bloom, of all people,
cares more about the
future of this company
than its custodians.
At market open, I'll have
sold half my equity to Jesse.
Giving him the controlling
interest of Rican.
Harry, Harper again.
I need an order that
instructs me to sell
sixteen million shares
of Rican Health at 48
- Where's my seller?
- Harry confirms.
FutureDawn sells at
48. Bloom buys at 48.25.
If we fuck Felim twice on a block,
he will never trade with us again.
I'm doing my job. Do yours.
We answer to the man who pays.
She has a man who pays.
Execute.
Execute.
Done, 48!
Done, 48.25!
Send the confirms.
You know, without results, Eric,
all we're really left
with is your character.
And what the fuck is that even, really?
Nice knowing you for a time.