Industry (2020) s02e04 Episode Script

1
You have one new message.
Eric, hi. Me again. Uh, it's DVD.
Hey, I I hope you enjoyed
your two weeks' vacation. I
I I haven't been able to
get a hold of you but I
I just wanted to let you
know that I've spoken to Bill,
he's all good with me handling
annual compensation conversations
tomorrow in your stead.
And I'll I'll make
sure we get you paid
when you're back on Monday. Okay?
Okay, uh, cheers. Oh, by the way,
the bonus pool is down on the year,
but we can get into
that when you're back.
Okay, cheers.
- What are you doing?
- Gardening.
You've burnt the meat.
Shit!
- Hey.
- You all right?
- Thank you.
- Okay.
When are you going back to work?
Why? Don't you like having me around?
It's fine.
- "It's fine"?
- It's good.
It's good.
Because you're a third
year it's mandatory
to cap you at 225 total comp.
The desk is down overall, but you're up
almost 100 percent year on year.
Since Jesse joined, I've
printed 25 million for the firm.
You know, take it from me,
as someone who's been
paid at the top of the band
every year since I was
an analyst like you,
the band always felt like a brick wall.
Pay me like the superstar I am, bitch.
Look, there really is a cap.
So promote me.
All right. Shall we put
a dent in the paycheck
with some overpriced pints?
O or we could hit up All Bar One?
And it really pops off in there.
Uh, I've I've got
dinner with Jesse tonight.
Oh.
And my Black at Wharton group chat
don't believe we're covering him.
I'd get a real kick out of telling them
I watched him eat a steak up close.
He's a pretty private person.
Well, it's good, we
keep it intimate then.
Come on.
Let me meet the man who
doesn't take meetings.
- Sure.
- Yeah?
As long as I lead.
Why are you so territorial?
This feels strange though,
not coming from Eric.
Sidelining me is one thing.
Paying my guys down when they've gotten
through this hell year so well, that
that's unacceptable to me.
Are you sure you don't
wanna sit this one out?
I pay my team.
Not some fucking kid
who owes me his career.
You don't just get to
hand out the checks,
that's a privilege that you earn.
Is Danny that handsome
Black kid from Connecticut?
He was a sweetie.
Would we call him handsome?
It's not like we need anything else.
These are formative years for our girls.
They need you at home.
Do not insinuate what I
think you're insinuating.
I'm as motivated and
fresh as I've ever been.
I have to do this face to face.
So
obviously in preparation
for moving my family's
funds over to Pierpoint,
our team here need access
to historical accounts.
Electronic is fine. Preferable actually.
- Your team? You moved over then?
- No, not officially,
but I kinda feel like
this is some sort of
practical interview.
You're gonna have to
get a cab now, okay?
I don't think this is the right time.
Honestly. The last
thing your father needs
is any kind of instability
or lack of visibility
about where his money is.
Okay. With respect
I think, I'm in more
of a position to decide
what's best for my family's money.
I don't need to tell
you how naïve that is.
It's a planet-sized
conflict of interest.
A key tenet of smart investing
is that it should be emotionless.
Forgive me for getting personal
but we both know your father's
in the midst of a divorce.
And as someone that's actually,
deeply across this stuff,
now is the time for him to
stay as liquid as possible.
Is there a liquidity issue?
Can you just trust me?
Thanks for doing all my thankless admin.
I I know you've got that
preliminary anti-trust meet
for the Health Select Committee.
- Hmm.
- I created some talking points
on OneMedical, Rican, FastAide, Lantum.
Uh, great initiative,
but I don't need you doing that for now.
Oh, maybe I could sit in
on one of the sessions?
Where's that woman, eh?
Fuck, not this nutter again.
Just hold the fort here.
I know this doesn't seem
like the most glamorous work,
but we like our constituents to know
that they have the ear of their MP.
I'm afraid you'll have to wait.
I need to see her now.
I'm afraid you'll have to
come back tomorrow, sir.
Some pricks learn to
love having the Tory boot
on their throat after
so many years, yeah.
They grow accustomed to it.
Me, ah, do I look like a bootlicker, eh?
No. No, you don't. Not at all.
Someone's been leaving shit
outside my house as a threat.
I come here and nothing gets done.
Your boss is never here.
I'm a fucking constituent.
This is the constituency
office. Isn't it?
I want the elected
official, not mini-me.
I would ask someone to look into it,
but it's like pissing
up a wall, isn't it?
Hey. So, here you are.
Enjoy that, you Maggie loving cunt!
Do you think he votes Labour?
I love the design of
vintage Hanani classics.
With the fuchsia spines.
I used to love those.
I really don't like the
look of the new stuff.
You know, they've done
that high fashion thing
of making everything sans serif.
I don't think my dad's
across those kind of decisions
- anymore.
- No. Of course, not.
I guess when they sold it cheap to KKR,
they relinquished all creative control?
I'm actually having
a bit of trouble, um,
wrangling Maxim for the due diligence.
Let me guess.
You stopped sleeping with
him and now he's pouting?
Fragile male ego.
It was good of your father to invite me.
I invited you.
I don't like this club ♪
But I'm here to game ♪
I don't like these jeans ♪
But they're Cheap Monday ♪
- Hey.
- Hi.
- Ça va ?
- Oui, ça va. Et toi ?
- Bien.
- Uh, where's my father?
Papa got tickets to Rigoletto
last minute, invited him.
I'm gonna let you two catch up.
- Rigoletto.
- Rigoletto.
Just double checking.
We don't have an issue
- do we?
- Why would we have an issue?
Okay. So
why are you being so obtuse with me
when it comes to my family?
Did you know we have nothing
to do with this anymore?
Of course, I did.
Why does nobody fucking
communicate with me?
People want to protect you, Yasmin.
I don't need that
paternalistic fucking bullshit.
Oh, God. I thought
you were mature enough
to let us fucking go. We fucked twice.
You hold it over my head
like I fucking owe you something.
Are you fucking high?
I just wanna know where
my family's money is.
You want a list?
It's a mishmash of diversification,
gaudy condos in Miami,
some two-bit fucking
hotel chain in Helsinki,
a rapeseed oil renewable
energy start-up in Gdansk.
The Hanani name? Well,
you have nothing to do
with the publishing house anymore.
Just speak to your father.
I saw you speaking to Maxim?
Did he acquiesce?
Yeah, it's all sorted.
Pick it up.
Pick the lighter up.
Merci.
FastAide is the traditional brick
and mortar physical pharmacy, right?
Oh yeah, sure, like, uh, Walgreens,
an eyesore on every corner.
And we know behemoths
like Amazon and Apple
are looking to consolidate
in the healthcare space,
and part of that is via
circling these slow death,
high street retail spaces
with nosebleed short bases.
Now, the biggest issue
facing telemedicine
is the last mile of care.
The pipeline of people
needing annual booster shots is endless,
and you can't get a shot online.
Not yet. Until iPhone gets
that retractable syringe.
Only so many times
you can upgrade a fucking camera, right?
Uh, but for now, you
need a physical location.
Yeah.
- What's your take on this?
- It's compelling.
Uh, but slightly reductive,
in the sense that the bull
case is what, that it's
an acquisition target?
I still think Rican is
the telemedicine play
and you could not be better
positioned for it now.
But, as you say, Jesse
already owns that.
It's compelling and I gotta concede
you're oddly watchable.
I feel like I'm talking
to a young congressman.
Well, thank you, guys.
It's been a long time since I've been
- in a real city boy pub.
- Try the steak and kidney pie.
Mm. Yeah.
I got dinner actually.
- Oh, I thought this was dinner.
- Well, Leo had a window
on short notice. So
- Let's
- Anyways,
- good to see you guys.
- Yeah, let's do this again.
Hmm.
- Thanks.
- All right. Thanks man.
You got it.
- All right, see ya.
- Bye.
I hope that gets you your
clout for your group chat.
Hundred percent.
No. Stop, stop, stop. Stop.
This is a lot.
I don't usually let people in here.
Where?
Definitely not there.
No. Don't, don't, don't.
You don't wanna see
this old bag of spanners.
Actually, yeah, you're right.
Ah! You bastard.
Ah, softer.
Yeah.
Yeah, like that.
I bet your other girls
actually let you fuck them.
What other girls?
By the way
our best idea this
morning was long FastAide.
FastAide Chemist Group.
We like it as a buy.
What?
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
What's next?
I'm going home.
My wife has me on a
midnight curfew, mid-week.
Yeah.
Excrement, yeah.
Dog shit.
Whose dog shit?
Maybe I should call in
a favor with Phil Boon?
Send it off for forensics.
- Isn't he a gynecologist?
- Retrained as a vet.
I just, like, don't
understand how someone
as well educated as you is,
like, satisfied doing that?
What, helping people?
Because that's why you got
into it. Helping people. Mm.
Do your parents know what you're doing?
I can't imagine them co-signing this?
My parents still think I'm at Pierpoint.
Mr. Sackey. I'm ready to be evaluated.
Are you still here?
I left briefly for FaceTime
with Jesse and to get supplies.
I weirdly love that kid.
Okay. I'm just gonna say this,
and I'm not trying to tell you
like, what to do with your body,
but please bear in mind who
introduced you to that kid,
and
how your actions
might reflect back on me.
Would we refer to him as a child?
- Yes.
- Look, mate, if he's legal
- go with God.
- I'm with God.
I go. I'm going. I'm going now.
Oh, my gosh.
So what did you make of all that?
The dick wants what
the dick wants. Sadly.
Amen.
Fucking hell.
That's all you, babe.
Your neighbor that looks
like Jonah Hill let me in.
- Can I get a glass?
- Yeah.
Two secs, I need to piss
like a fucking racehorse.
- Hey, I'm gonna kick.
- Please don't, please don't.
Can you just stay for a like a sec?
This is fucking awkward.
Mate, she's got needs that I can't meet.
- Good celebration, yeah?
- Hmm.
I thought they paid me
well, but then I forgot
- who my competition was.
- They paid you well?
Why is that a surprise?
I just heard the desk is down overall,
but it's good that you're doing well.
Yeah, Nicole really is
- one of one.
- Hmm.
The other day, she gave
me a director's commentary
of every punter in Hakkasan.
She's a funny fucker.
Well, I'm glad she's
keeping it professional.
What do you mean?
Oh, no, no. I it's
nothing. It's nothing really.
She just, um
we had like a moment. Um
What kind of moment? Like
like a moment with you?
No, it's not a big deal.
She just got a little
She gets what she wants.
She's Nicole, right? She's fine.
Okay, uh, night.
Sorry, sorry.
I'm unduly stressed about something
that shouldn't be causing me stress.
You mean that nutcase?
Why the fuck?
Because it's my fucking job?
I don't wanna just
pay lip service to it.
I haven't worked in a year.
Well, fine then. Shall we
go back into the office?
Do a taste test?
Mm. How do you even
know it's a dog, hmm?
South London, innit?
Might be a fox.
Speaking of lip service.
Do you mind?
I hate doing it in the loo.
We are celebrating.
- Are we?
- We got paid?
Yes. Yes.
Of course, we did.
Pocket money, right?
Barely touches the sides.
I'm kidding.
Yeah.
I'm weirdly not.
I didn't think about money once
during the year out. Not once.
Okay, if you thought that I was gonna
absolve you of whatever
rich white-passing
guilt you may have
No. I'm not doing that.
I don't feel guilty.
Not anymore than I usually
do when I wake up.
I spent COVID
going from enormous
kitchen to enormous kitchen,
seshing and not once did
I think about money
and then I became obsessed
with finding the perfect
white pajamas, right?
So on one tab, there'd
be these fucking pajamas,
and the other tab,
it would be these images of
piles of bodies in New York.
You know, the economy, all that shit,
all through a fucking screen.
So I'd cycle through them,
you know.
I was too fucked to sleep and then
and then I'd buy these
pajamas in four or five sizes,
and the returns would be all marked up
for my convenience. I still
have every single pair.
The ones that fit made me feel
really fucking good for a bit.
And the worst part is,
I think it was the best
fucking summer of my life.
All I had to worry about was pajamas.
Why did you come here, Yas?
If you wanted to talk at someone
you could have gone to a bar.
- Or
- God, you're so fucking cynical.
Do you ever wonder where
you'd be without money?
I know exactly where
I'd be without money.
I'm gonna get you some
water. Please drink it.
Eric, I heard you were in the building
before you stepped through the door.
Glad to hear my name still precedes me.
The Terminator! Notorious.
How's, uh, how's Candice?
It's relentless.
Listen, uh,
I've got a mini emergency.
James Gorman wants a powwow
with the street-wide heads of FICC.
- A meeting of the five families.
- The food'll be worse.
Morgan Stanley calling the shots.
A cold day in hell.
Slaves to the Japanese.
We bomb them, they buy our banks.
- The world turns.
- Bill, I came all the way here.
I'd make time for you
at the drop of a hat
and knowing you, I can't envisage
what I need to say taking
longer than 20 minutes.
Listen, I can clear a
full day for you tomorrow.
Chris can set you up in an office.
- After you.
- Actually
I got a surprise for you.
Oh, you're gonna love this.
Come on!
So, I, uh, thought you'd get a kick
out of working out of
your mentor's old office.
Ah, Newman.
Poor bastard worked
right up until the end
and we haven't had a
reason to move anyone in.
All right. Enjoy. You're home.
Let's pick this up tomorrow.
- Hello?
- I thought, I'd do you the courtesy
of acknowledging your voicemail.
Yeah, you didn't get back to me
and people needed to get paid.
You kids can't take a hint.
All right.
How was your mandatory? You get away?
A holiday was far from my mind,
Daniel. In truth
I've been struggling
to sleep.
Why's that?
You tell me.
You tell me.
Um, dealer board says you're
in the Broadway office.
Mm.
Um, Eric. You, uh, you still there?
Yeah, you?
Excuse me? Yeah, I'm still here.
No. No, you're not
because I'm now talking
to an empty seat.
Fuck.
All good?
Uh, yeah.
I just need to get off the
desk and make a quick call.
You're gonna leave me here alone?
No.
Um
Look, I wanna trust you, um,
and if we're being
transparent with each other,
I know what lights Bloom up.
That's, like, the point
of being close to a client
is like you know what animates them.
- Hmm.
- I wanna do that by myself.
I understand
Bloom needs to make room
in his fund for FastAide,
but it's a screaming buy
at such depressed levels
Yeah I'm I'm not saying
that it's not a good thesis.
Okay, well, I dunno, then just
think about taking it to him.
I will think about it.
Territorial, right?
- I was raised by wolves.
- Sure.
Who are your parents?
- If you don't mind me asking.
- No, it's not that.
It's totally fine. Um
well, my dad slept
with one of his students, my mom.
- Wow.
- Yeah.
One week in Greenwich. One in Brooklyn.
Dislocated. I get that.
Part of me always feels
like I deserve the world.
And part of me feels kinda
Less than?
That's the word.
Um
yeah, it's the, uh
it's the thing Eric smells
on people like blood.
He gets validated by the idea
of creating people in his image.
Until they become him
but younger. And
you know, he can't fucking live with it.
Well, if he can't pull his own weight,
then he should move aside.
You sound just like him.
You love it.
- What about you?
- Uh,
my mom moved to the US when she was 17.
- Okay.
- I think that's probably why
she married my dad.
- All right.
- She fled communist Hungary
to try and become a
ruthless American capitalist.
She didn't really let us see our dad.
Is your dad still in the picture?
He seduced her then married her. So
What about yours?
Just me, my mom
- and my brother.
- Hmm.
That sounds tight.
Actually, my mom was a
fucking reptile growing up,
so um, it kinda became me
and brother against her.
She put a lot of pressure
on him and he, uh
he kind of ran away.
Your buddy's in Berlin, right?
How do you remember that?
What do you mean?
Are you for real?
You seem
so well adjusted.
How have you survived this long?
This is all that I am.
Face value.
Where's our fucking Sushi Sambas?
- I ordered an hour ago.
Um
there is a great Chinese place, by me.
Oh. Okay.
Um, lemme just make that call first.
- Okay.
- All right. I'll be back.
I did not believe
them when they said it!
Do my eyes deceive me
or is this Horny Jimmy?
Yeah!
You, I have seen more recently.
She actually still comes here.
- Uh.
- How you been?
Good, good.
I was scared I'd come here
and find it all boarded up.
Yeah, it's been tough,
but we weathered it.
- Bit of trouble here and there.
- What? What kind of trouble?
You know
The worst people in this
country feel a lot braver.
I'll send someone right over.
Hey, sorry again about your husband.
- Newman was one of a kind.
- Thanks.
You know that Chris Rock joke?
Being a minority in America
is like the uncle who paid
your way through college,
but molested you.
Come on. You know, Newman
had his way with words.
He'd call me panface, slope,
his little rice-eater.
All laced with affection, of course.
In 28 years of marriage,
I never heard him speak like that.
I'm sorry.
I'm sure you know that's not who he was.
No, it it wasn't all that he was.
But it was him.
Doesn't mean I didn't love him.
He got the best out of me.
You remember coming here at
lunch during the grad class?
Yeah. We'd inhale five of these.
Was there ever any
overlap?
What, between us fucking
and me fucking our boss?
Oh, to be young again.
Okay.
Sorry.
Are you clean?
I can double bag it.
Sorry if this tastes like chow mein.
Burp in my face then, I'm a fan.
Oh, my God.
I'm just fucking with you.
I do like to eat ass, though.
It's just, like, my predilection.
No problem on this end.
Oh, all right.
- I'm gonna come.
- Okay.
- I want you to come on me.
- Okay.
How about that predilection?
I don't like to discriminate
between the ass and the pussy.
Yeah, that tastes fucking excellent.
So what is it you want now?
I want the check and some sleep.
You know I love that focus.
A man passing through on a contract.
- Who's gonna get got?
- "Reasonable people,
doing reasonable things.
- Where does that get us?"
- "Unreasonable people,
doing unreasonable things.
That's how we begin to matter."
Oh, my God.
He really fucked us up.
"All I want is to enter
my house justified."
I earned a right
to be there. I earned my place.
Big man in the big house.
I don't know.
Sometimes, I think
you're born 1,000 men,
you die as just one.
- Hmm.
- And I, maybe, helped
some people
find their feet.
You know what? I I think,
you did all of it just for you.
The lonely cowboy.
- Hey, I'm not lonely.
- The lonely cowboy in a suit,
his face plastered all over town.
Oh.
I'm wanted, am I?
Check and some sleep.
I'm watching the Western Bulldogs
versus Port Adelaide.
Aussie rules football.
- Are you into that?
- Oh, no.
But it's live and, uh, I'm sure
someone will make me a market.
- Do you bet?
- Only roulette.
- For fun. Sometimes.
- What's your strategy?
Uh
Martingale. Double down. All on black.
You know, uh, in Monaco in 1913,
red came up 26 times in a row?
I hope that guy was liquid.
Why are you calling me at this hour?
I was thinking
about how, maybe, my
colleague outshined me
a little bit.
It's been bothering me.
Oh, he's a smart kid, but I was puzzled
as to why he was pitching me
a long in an identical market.
It's repetitive and boring
and institutionalized.
- Are you any of those things?
- Just think maybe he wants
someone to buy FastAide
because he already has someone
who wants to get rid of it.
Maybe it's a screaming short.
I don't know, Harper. He
seems pretty convinced by it.
Um, do you not trust him?
He's a sales guy.
It's his job to be convincing.
It's unclear
if they will get regulatory approval
to implement their entire business plan.
The SPAC market is already languishing,
which could be a leading
indicator for things to come.
Valuations are sky high
and no other sector's been this overbid.
FastAide is just a blockbuster
flogging meds instead of VHS.
I knew you thought that.
I hardly think your
camp will be impressed
when I ask for a bid in
the deal they're selling.
So don't call me.
Sell through Goldman or
anyone else on the street.
I'm sure they'd love to help.
So,
you're pitching me
against the house view
and you're sending my
flow to a competitor?
The best idea wins.
And what's the best idea?
Mine, Jesse.
The one that thrills you.
Okay.
I, uh, will call Goldman in the morning.
You are a restless soul, Harper.
I don't know how to be anything else.
What's this all for?
You're making me feel
tremendously loved.
So, obviously, I've been trying
to get Maxim to give me
access to your accounts,
just so Pierpoint can
kick off the due diligence.
- He's being a brick wall.
- He can be a bit Balearic.
Hot-tempered. Affairs of the heart?
He says you told him not to speak to me.
If we want to have a relationship,
professional, personal, whatever,
you need to be honest with me.
I can handle it. I can handle bad news.
Just tell me.
There are some women.
- What do you mean, "women"?
- Women that had designs on me.
- "Designs" on you?
- Women I saw.
Heartbroken women that felt hurt by me
and then subsequently
tried to ruin me
ruin us,
- ruin our family.
- How many women?
I don't have to tell you I had affairs.
Bitterly regret that
and whatever damage it did to this.
I was young, all ego.
- All id, actually.
- Sorry
What does this have to do
with our family's money?
Finickity agreements. Legal red tape.
Annual outgoings. You know, agreements.
Non-disclosure agreements?
I've got nothing to hide.
That's just how these
things are wrangled legally.
What I gave them
was a better life.
Surely you knew I'd find out about this,
as soon as you brought
your finances to Pierpoint.
I don't know.
I don't know. Maybe it was my stupid,
tortured, backward way
of letting you find out
so that I could no longer ignore it.
Right.
I'm a coward, Mina.
As I get older,
I fear that may be my essence
fear.
Okay.
But
as far as our money is concerned,
do we still have any?
Well, what do you mean?
Do we have money? Are you wealthy?
Well, of course.
Of course. Generational.
Many lifetimes over.
Too finance, bro! I don't know.
Bummer because apparently
they do some really
wild shit on stage there.
What?
Like a couple of Black & Decker bolts
out the asshole?
Dude, this is a place of work.
Dude, pick up the phone.
Uh, she'll call back.
I got a res at Zuma tonight.
No, bro.
Me and someone special.
Knobheads! You fucking knobheads!
I'm afraid she's busy!
Come on, mate.
They know I'm important,
so they're out to get me.
I know, I I do I know it.
I know, they're listening in on me.
James, it's James right?
- Jay. Yeah.
- Jay.
Take a seat.
This is gonna surprise you.
You know, as a
dyed-in-the wool
identikit Tory.
But I looked into your request.
My mate's a failed doctor.
I sent him a picture of your
- sample.
- It's not mine.
I'm not saying it is.
It's not a dog's either.
I understand why
someone in your situation
might make a cry for help,
especially, if no one's listening.
I hope you don't mind, I
I did some noodling around.
I understand you've been
between jobs for a while.
I have, yeah.
I mean
do you wanna do you
wanna talk about it?
We are very excited to
have you here at Pierpoint.
I have something I need
to discuss with you.
Um, I've done the work
on the Hanani financial situation
and um
I found some
God. Not really sure how to phrase it.
- Um
- Yes?
You know what?
The more I think about
it, the more I think
I'm just fixating on
unnecessary details.
That's a habit of mine too.
Do you think, we'll have fun together?
I mean, working together.
- Yeah.
- Good.
I was counting on it.
Floor seven. Doors opening.
Doors closing.
Revenue across the floor
is only up ten percent,
and CPS London is up over 30.
Every member of my
team is up year on year.
So why are you paying us less?
All roads lead back to Daniel.
He moves
as if he has the
confidence of your blessing.
I believe, you've
conspired to pay us down
make us look expendable
and then conflate us with New York.
I want Daniel gone.
He's an ED. He's expensive.
Harper and I are nimbler without him.
Or are you forcing me and my team
to look for bids away?
Because let me tell you
there are plenty of shops
that'll take us in a heartbeat
and pay us what we're worth.
Shall we look at the data?
Uh, figures cut through
hot air because
they can't lie.
Yeah, so, uh, average
comp is up over 30 percent
on your team, but the
overall desk pool is down because
you're down.
And your production has
dropped from 75 million to 40.
Your quartile ranking
dropped two places.
I had to rub my eyes. What
the hell happened to you?
I mean, truth is paying you down
only 40 percent leaves us space
for further reductions
now that Felim is gone.
Your comp to production
ratio is still the highest.
You're paying me down 40 percent?
You're a weight on your team.
What, for the last
four fucking quarters?
- Out of what,
100? - Mm-hmm.
But they're the only
four quarters that matter.
I assembled that team.
Their achievements are mine.
And I bet they're grateful.
But you and I are bigger than team-talk
and 360-review, lukewarm water.
If you stop producing,
you're simply a cost.
Have the grace to look me in the eye
when you do it, then.
I looked you in the eye
when I fucking hired you.
You know nobody owes
anybody a tomorrow here.
Ple
Please
don't let me go.
I'd never just let you go.
So, um we've
been talking and, uh
we've got some good news.
We're moving you up.
So, Danny here mentioned
you, uh, had a chat yesterday
and he got straight on the phone
to figure out the next best
step for someone as loyal as you.
We want you to run the
Client Relationship effort
across Europe.
You both know what CRMS is.
Shorter hours. Less stress.
Increased interactions.
Socialize
away from the melee of the floor.
- It's a retirement home.
- More time for your family.
You deserve this.
For what it's worth,
I think, you look better in a tie.
Thank you.
- Hey.
- Hey.