Industry (2020) s03e04 Episode Script

1
- (HOOT BEEPING)
- RISHI RAMDANI: Listen, degenerates.
This is a week you
dream about in markets.
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
- Now, there's a lot of noise
about Lumi's developing collapse.
But as far as I'm
concerned, that's yesterday.
I'm watching for drips of color
about the government's emergency budget.
That is where we make
money in the next 48 hours.
So, if you're not
buzzing, check your pulse.
Bob, you, uh, got that
two racks for the horses?
Yeah, man. This is getting
a little bit toppy for me.
I mean the initial buy-in
was what? A hundred?
- How have we got to 2K?
- How much dough have I made you?
Huh? You've seen your bespoke email.
All your returns are there
in handsome black and white.
Yeah, but I've never
actually held the money.
Come on, Bobby, money is an illusion.
It's a social construct built on trust.
Unless you think I'm
fucking you or something.
I mean, by all means,
cash out at any time.
I just I don't want you to miss out
on a two-to-one shot second favorite.
He won on the bridle last time out,
jockey was hands and heels. He's my nap.
I don't know what the
fuck you just said
- (RISHI SIGHS)
- but all right.
(ENVELOPE RUSTLING)
Is there any reason
why this is so analogue?
Yeah, people's wives get testy.
Anyway, who in history was ever helped
by a paper trail?
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
Obviously, we're all very
disappointed with Lumi
going into administration.
Uh, there were external
factors beyond our control.
The unfortunate timing of
geopolitical commodity pressures
No, Eric, you mean a perfectly
predictable gas price spike
which wasn't adequately
modeled by the company
or by Pierpoint.
How how heavily invested
were Pierpoint Asset Management in Lumi?
Were they invested in
Europa or future ones?
And what if those pull or fail?
As a sales force,
Lumi or any other IPO's
failure isn't on us.
We aren't to blame for
a company's overambition.
We've been presented with
a product. We sell it.
Tomorrow, there'll be a new product.
We sell that.
I've been reassured
there'll be more green IPOs
on the docket in the
next three quarters.
ROBERT SPEARING: Wait, so I just burned
six months of my life for nothing?
You got paid, didn't you?
SWEETPEA GOLIGHTLY: After
Europa Gaz postponed,
I was talking to another grad in IBD,
and they were saying
that the atmosphere there,
it's pretty dark.
Your friend should be careful
about what he tells you,
given it could be
privileged information.
VENETIA BERENS: And, you know, the fact
that socio-economically
challenged people
signed up to this, by the bucketload,
and are now having
their energy bills gouged
to a point where they
can't even meet them.
- Lumi committed fraud.
- (RISHI SCOFFS, CHUCKLES)
Come on, we we don't have
time for this Bolshevik shit.
ERIC TAO: I'm sure the
government's working out
a way to protect the vulnerable.
Apparently, Henry Muck's being called
in front of a government
select committee.
Will Pierpoint have to send
a representative as well?
Why are you looking at me?
Ven, this bleeding-heart thing would be
Oscar-winningly endearing
during a quieter week.
I I get why Yas and Rob
are feeling particularly stung,
given that they were
in bed with the CEO.
- Excuse me?
- (TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)
- (ANRAJ CHUCKLES)
- Rish.
Watch how you address people in here.
Yeah, I was speaking figuratively.
ERIC: What's this got to do with Lumi?
RISHI: (CLICKS TONGUE) Fuck all.
Look, the only catalysts
that matter this week
are the emerging details
of the government's emergency budget.
ERIC: How are you axed heading into it?
I'm long sterling.
Against what?
Dollars. I'm long cable.
The market hasn't properly priced
these announcements at all.
Cutting taxes, throwing
fucking coal into the furnace.
A proper manifestation of
what we truly believe in.
A no-bullshit free market vision.
The ghost of Margaret Thatcher
in a handsome Asian kid.
- (CHUCKLES)
- ("RUSSIAN DANCE" BY TCHAIKOVSKY PLAYING)
When did you become such a Tory?
Well, when I fell head over
heels in love with money, wanker.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(VILLAGERS LAUGH)
I hope you don't mind,
we're going off-book for Boxing Day.
Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall
has a very accessible
red cabbage biryani.
- DIANA RAMDANI: Mummy, stop flirting.
- MARY: Mm.
- (HUGO RAMDANI CRIES)
- VILLAGER 1: Did you see George Osbourne
- at Hauser and Wirth?
- VILLAGER 2: Oh, God.
- (VILLAGERS CONTINUE TALKING)
- Hannah?
- (SHUSHES)
- (HUGO CRYING)
- Are you drinking?
- DIANA: I'm taking Hugo.
Bad timing. He's just spent
a dirty penny in there.
- You shouldn't be drinking.
- I've pumped.
NICHOLAS: You'd think
having a pub on your land
would mean faster service.
Whose was the mulled wine?
- And the bitter
- Oh, yeah.
Well, wouldn't it be
easier if we just installed
a little bar in the pavilion?
You wouldn't have to schlep
to the pub. (CHUCKLES)
Ramdani, settle a controversy
from a city perspective.
I think the government's
gone absolutely mad.
I mean, austerity on top of inflation.
Really have to think about
the little guy in all this.
Now the bloody Chancellor's
threatening this emergency budget.
Well, one of my friends
working in Whitehall says
he's about to slash
taxes for the top earners.
- (SCOFFS)
- Yeah, it's a bet on Britain.
Low-tax, high-growth society,
proper trickle-down
supply-side economics.
Well, if he announces half the things
they're suggesting tomorrow,
we're in for a good couple of years.
Well, at least, people
like us are, anyway.
I mean, can't be all bad, Nicky.
Slashing inheritance tax must
be worth a few quid, right?
(BOTH LAUGH)
NICHOLAS: Well, yes, I
need every penny I can get.
Nicholas, you're making us feel bad
for getting such a good
deal on the cottage.
NICHOLAS: Well, you did
get it at a discount.
The dowager's favorite gamekeeper
let your new house go to
seed when he lived in it.
I honestly think he was
fucking the old bat in there.
I like the decor you've chosen. Smart.
Leave it to Rishi, it
would be Santorini white
with a load of silver
Christmas ornaments.
(ALL CHUCKLE)
("MARCH" BY TCHAIKOVSKY PLAYING)
SEX WORKER: (OVER PHONE)
Do you like me playing
with my wet little pussy?
Remember to leave a tip.
- (RISHI CHUCKLES)
- (SEX WORKER MOANING)
(SOFTLY) Fuck, you're sexy.
(CELL PHONE CHIMING)
(HUGO COOS)
(CELL PHONE CONTINUES CHIMING)
(SNEEZES)
- (CRIES)
- Shit!
- (SIGHS)
- (HUGO CRIES)
- (GRUNTS)
- (ZIPPER CLOSES)
(SHUSHES) Ooh, it's okay. It's okay.
(CHUCKLES)
("SNOW SNOW SNOW" BY
DANNY FROMAJIO PLAYING)
Fuck.
- Snow is falling down just a little bit ♪
- (DOOR OPENS)
NICHOLAS: Nothing better
than Christmas in Somerset.
- (DOOR CLOSES)
- NICHOLAS: Beats living in the city, eh, old boy?
Go on, then.
Sharing is caring. (CHUCKLES)
I like a white Christmas.
(IN HUSHED VOICE) Oh, thanks. (SNIFFS)
(SIGHS)
Roger's settling in with me rather well.
- Who?
- The the dog, your dog.
- Well, I guess now my dog.
- Yeah, his his name's Rajah.
- (CHUCKLES)
- Is that a traditional name?
Well, it's from Aladdin.
- Right.
- So (CHUCKLES)
Um Look, I've, um
I've engaged an architect
- on the pavilion, you know?
- NICHOLAS: Oh, yeah.
- Not not a cheap guy.
- (CHUCKLES)
Um, the drawings he sent me,
they still retain the
spirit of this place,
- but make it more practical, you know?
- NICHOLAS: Wow, yeah.
RISHI: More 21st century.
And it's technically on
my piece of land now, so
NICHOLAS: I I've got a
local guy doing one of these
for the solar fields we're building.
- They look like absolute shit.
- (LAUGHS)
Well, listen. Uh His
point is that we're not, um,
we're not maximizing
the space, you know?
So Okay, we could knock down all
- NICHOLAS: Oof! (CHUCKLES)
- Well, not knock down. I mean
- I mean, um, cosmetic changes.
- Uh-huh.
Um, add a five-seater bar,
uh, a pool table, a video wall,
so people can watch the Test match
with their bitters.
It's gonna be Eden, mate.
- NICHOLAS: Yeah.
- You know, I'm I'm building something
- for the community. So
- What what about the pictures?
- RISHI: The founder's wall?
- NICHOLAS: Mm-hmm.
Yes. Uh, yeah, that's
that's the centerpiece.
That that brings it all
together. That's history.
You know, I'd never get rid of that.
My great-great-grandfather
was very particular
about the pavilion when he built it.
He bowled a mean off-break,
a proto-off-break, apparently.
The old genius is safe on my wall.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Rishi, why haven't you
turned out for this lot yet?
Bet you have a beautiful
punch of a cover drive.
- (GROUP LAUGHING)
- (CHUCKLES)
I thought you said you
opened the batting at school?
Yeah, uh
- I got a chronic ankle injury.
- ("HIGH ON YOU" BY BUZZY LEE PLAYING)
- No, you don't.
- Diana knows how much
the pavilion means to the village.
We spent so many summers together here.
DIANA: Dad forced me.
(SONG CONTINUES)
But I'm high these days ♪
High ♪
Do you think I have to properly
engage Nicolas and the elders
before I break ground on the pavilion?
- (EXHALES)
- DIANA: I think
whatever you're pursuing
with this fucking cricket
pavilion renovation
is a bit of a folly.
It's just simpler to let them be.
Well, who've you been talking to?
Has Nicholas got into your head?
DIANA: You don't need to do it.
We've spent enough money on the house.
Have we? Barely touched it.
Looks like the sort of place
we'd send your parents to die.
I worry we're overextending ourselves.
I wish you'd let me
help manage our finances.
We're fine! Okay, that
that's my area. So
I try to give up on you ♪
Did you listen to my interview
with Bessel van der Kolk?
He wrote "The Body Keeps the Score"?
Yeah, course I did.
Your back irritations
may be internal issues
- presenting externally.
- (RISHI SIGHS)
I told you, Rajah was
hypoallergenic anyway.
There was no need to give him away.
(SONG CONCLUDES)
- (GLASS CLINKS)
- (DIANA SIGHS)
I can hear the blood
rush around my head.
It's so quiet here.
You know, sometimes, my hours
are dangerously empty
while you're at work.
One of my exes from
Newcastle texted me last week.
Pathetic attempt at
reconnection. (CHUCKLES)
He's thick as shit.
(KISSES) Amazing body.
But after the text,
I imagined him fucking
me over our kitchen table.
And I made myself come.
(BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY)
Mm! Why the fuck would
you say that to me?
Sorry.
Sorry, I was trying to turn you on.
Yeah, well, you're a fucking mother.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- (KNOCKING CONTINUES)
- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOOR OPENS)
- DIANA: Can I help you?
- VINAY: Yeah, is Rishi in?
Yeah? I just thought I'd
come and, uh, pay my respects
with something small for the little one.
I'm Vinay, Rishi's mate.
DIANA: Vinay, of course.
You were at school with Rishi, right?
- VINAY: Guilty.
- DIANA: Do you wanna come in?
VINAY: I don't want to impose.
DIANA: Don't be
ridiculous. Yeah, come in.
- VINAY: Cool, thank you.
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (VINAY SNIFFING)
Ooh, we smoking a bit
of the devil's lettuce?
- DIANA: (CHUCKLES) Cheeky toke.
- (RISHI CLEARING THROAT)
- Hey!
- RISHI: Vinay. Hey, hey.
- What's up?
- RISHI: Good to see you.
- How you doing?
- RISHI: Yeah, good.
Uh, what are you doing here?
To the manor born.
- (LAUGHS)
- VINAY: It's good. Suits you, man.
You know, I just thought,
I haven't come and seen
your new, beautiful home yet.
(CHUCKLES)
VINAY: I thought I'd come
and drop something off
for the little bambino.
Just a little something, you know?
Thanks.
So, you're selling a house in the area?
Rish, didn't you mention
Vinay was in property?
- Yeah. Yeah, no, I am. Yeah, yeah.
- RISHI: (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
Listen, um, let's
let's go for a walk.
I I wanna show you
around the new grounds.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, let's
- We we can go now, and then
- Okay!
- Yeah, yeah.
- VINAY: Okay, cool.
Take it easy on the old
- (LAUGHS)
- (RISHI LAUGHS)
- Yeah, you go on. I'll catch up.
- VINAY: Okay.
- RISHI: Yeah.
- VINAY: Nice to meet you.
(IN HUSHED VOICE)
I won't be long. (CHUCKLES)
- (DOOR CLOSES)
- (TENSE MUSIC FADES)
This Nicholas The
geezer who sold it to me,
he's one of those poshos
who's asset-rich but illiquid.
Can't even afford to heat
his own gaff, you know?
So, he sold me a few acres,
the gamekeeper's cottage,
this this pavilion. (CHUCKLES)
I mean, it's mine, but
it feels like it's theirs.
You know, these local fuckers,
they're so hopped up on nostalgia,
they won't even let me tear it down
to build a good thing.
But you were fucking shit at cricket.
- Why are you now obsessed with a pavilion?
- (CHUCKLES)
Look, bro, it's impractical
for me to come out here, okay?
You need to stop avoiding me.
I'm I'm not avoiding you, bro.
Okay, look, I gave you leeway
on repayment of the initial,
but you can't miss
two weeks vig in a row.
- That's 20 grand.
- (UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)
I I don't have that
cash on me right now, okay?
But I'm collecting from
my syndicate tomorrow.
What are you talking
about? Listen to me.
- Your horses are not fucking coming in, bro, okay?
- (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
And how are people still buying in
if you're not showing them any returns?
- NEIGHBOR: Excuse me!
- (DOG BARKING)
Can I help you, gentlemen?
- There's no loitering by here.
- (CHUCKLES)
Loitering?
- I own the fucking place.
- NEIGHBOR: Oh! (CHUCKLING)
Sorry, Mr. Ramadani.
I didn't recognize you
with your friend there.
Dark out tonight, innit?
(DOG CONTINUES BARKING)
- Come on.
- (DOG GROWLING)
No problem. No problem at all.
So, listen, I'll, um, I'll come
to your office tomorrow, yeah?
Oh, I've, uh, I've got team drinks.
Oh! Na I'll, uh, I'll send
you the details, you know?
I'll I'll make you
whole. You know I will.
- (CHUCKLES)
- (UNSETTLING MUSIC BUILDS)
(GLASS THUDS)
(UNSETTLING MUSIC SWELLS)
- (UNSETTLING MUSIC FADES)
- (CAR ALARM BEEPS)
- (KEYS JINGLING)
- (CAR DOOR OPENS)
RISHI: Fuck. Oi!
NICHOLAS: Oh, morning, Rishi!
Thanks for being such a
generous host last night.
- Really feeling it today.
- RISHI: Me too.
It feels like I've been fucked
in the ass by a Russian circus.
- (NICHOLAS CHUCKLES)
- Nicholas, what are you doing
in my garden at 5:00 in the morning?
Oh, sorry. Just saw the hedge
from my window, not being maintained.
I tend towards a flailed hedge.
- Sure.
- NICHOLAS: Yeah.
Oh, just a quick thing. Uh,
personally, I love the car.
I think it's a lot of fun.
I think a few of the older people
in the village would prefer
if you eased off the accelerator
in the dawn and twilight hours.
Right. No, I I hear you. I hear you.
But we are so delighted
at how you and Diana
have assimilated into our community.
I mean, I've known Diana
since she was four, you know?
Yeah, you said.
Ah! It's lovely when people come back
to where they're from.
Oh, and thanks so much
for being so engaged
and forward-thinking about the pavilion.
I think, again,
a few of the older crowd
would find it hard to let go.
Not me, necessarily.
I had a quiet word with
Diana, and she tends to agree.
- Yeah, listen, I've, um
- (PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
I've got an actual job to
get to, so see you later.
- NICHOLAS: Ah-ha.
- All right.
- See you, Rishi.
- RISHI: See you later.
(CAR ALARM BEEPS)
(SIGHS)
(ACCELERATOR REVVING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Oi. You, uh, you got
that 2K for the horses?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I've got it,
but, um, I'm having second thoughts.
- (CHUCKLES)
- Fine. Miss out. Fuck off.
Mate, listen, I've done everything I can
to palm Risk Control off.
Just ignore them, okay?
They're jobsworth pests.
(CHUCKLES)
- Okay, but
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)
Listen, you've been
adding to the sterling long
for the best part of,
what, a quarter now?
At least since the Lumi IPO.
Risk are a call away
from coming onto the floor
and blowing the lid on you.
Just ignore them.
Whoever's junior you've been talking to,
tell their boss to call me. Capiche?
- Garçon!
- SHOE SHINER: Yes, sir.
- Morning, sir.
- RISHI: There you go.
SHOE SHINER: Thank you.
Listen, do you really
wanna call their bluff?
Listen, it'll all be sorted
after the budget announcement.
- Okay?
- ANRAJ CHABRA: No
I'm running my view,
the view I get paid to have and enact.
You're running a 625
million-quid position.
Keep your fucking voice down.
No. Almost half of that is on my book.
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
- Your 45 million
over your 300-million risk limit.
I'm nearly 20 below mine.
Man, I'm tired of living
with the stress of this.
It's not good for my like
ROBERT: Yeah.
- mental health.
- ROBERT: Yeah, I've been invited to stay
Your what?
LeviathanAlpha are asking
for cable prices heading
- into the headline announcement.
- RISHI: Okay.
- Ping me Harper's direct dial.
- On your email.
- Thank you, sweetie.
- ROBERT: fucking Iceland pigs-in-blankets
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
HARPER STERN: LeviathanAlpha.
Who's the only market maker you know
with a bouquet more compelling
than a Parisian perfumier?
- Hello, Rishi.
- RISHI: In one, doll. Listen.
Because money heals antipathy
as fast as it creates it,
I was hoping we could allow
the blissful sanctuary
of a business transaction
to be our first step to closure.
I'm listening.
What are you doing in FX?
HARPER: Why would I tell you that?
Well, I'm a buyer of pounds.
Any color on what Goldman's doing?
HARPER: Okay, but this is quid pro quo,
and if I ever need any color
on anything in the future,
you're a fucking rainbow.
Capiche? Um, I spoke with Daria
on Goldman's macro desk this morning.
They are short cable.
Daria? (CHUCKLES)
What, she's dealing with you
again? How'd you swing that?
I have the money to
pay her to like me now.
All right, Goldman's a seller.
Fine, that's more liquidity.
You know, they're
They're, uh They're
thinking too long-term.
I'm interested in trading minutes here.
You're betting against GS?
Why are you the other side?
They're always right on macro-catalysts.
HARPER: We took a tiny,
low-conviction cable long
into the emergency budget.
I have it on decent authority
that they're slated to
cut the top rate of tax.
Don't tease me, H. I
don't like foreplay.
If you're gonna put it in, put it in.
HARPER: Charming.
Well, if they're gonna do
something that politically loud,
I think my view on the scale
of the budget is vindicated.
Okay. (HESITATES) I don't
know what to tell you.
- Whisper is it's happening.
- (SIGHS)
- Ooh.
- (RECEIVER CLATTERS)
- What's Harper saying?
- Top rate tax cut.
SWEETPEA: Is this really the best time
to be testing investors'
willingness to lend to the U.K.?
Like, do they understand
how macroeconomics work?
It's high-risk,
high-reward. Mega-bullish.
Is it?
I mean, if if the
U.K. can't pay its debt,
then the pound is
gonna be in the toilet.
I didn't know Milton
Friedman wore Manolos.
That's because these are Bottega, so
But it's a big bet on Britain!
Okay.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(TELEPHONE BUZZING)
- Is that Risk again?
- (TELEPHONE CONTINUES VIBRATING)
No. It's, uh It's HR.
JUSTIN KLINEMAN: Someone in our team
found a few comments.
Wonder if I read a couple,
they might jog your memory?
Apparently, of one female client,
words were uttered to the effect of
"She looks like the type of thick cunt
who swallows her mouthwash."
Sorry, I I don't even
know what that means.
"That's why I date crazy women.
The corollary of them
being fucked in the head
is that they suck
cock like a veal calf."
- (CHUCKLES)
- Is this funny to you?
(EMPLOYEES SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
Yeah, what's the
purpose of this meeting?
Are you accusing me of something?
Our HR team found an anonymous subreddit
called "Overheard at Pierpoint."
(SOFTLY) Okay.
- So, was I mentioned by name?
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
MADDY: We have unofficial,
non-specific complaints
about your lexicon
being rather regressive.
And your floor was mentioned.
We localized our suspicions to you.
RISHI: Oh, suspicions?
Let me just get this
right. This was anonymous.
It was uncorroborated.
And I wasn't even mentioned by name.
What are you, the fucking Stasi?
(SCOFFS) You dragged me off my desk
for this unsubstantiated horseshit!
I think it's in your and
the bank's best interest
that I go and do my job. Yeah?
Cheers, guys. This has been great.
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
RISHI: There's nothing to it, mate.
It's pissy gossip on a pissy website.
ERIC: Rish, let's be straight.
Your language is a bit unadulterated.
- You're a little blue.
- You're not serious.
(CHUCKLES) Why would I censor myself?
The contract in this place is simple.
As long as I'm making money, I'm free.
Some might argue that it's not decent.
Oh, fucking hell. "Decent"?
You trap everyone into a power game
where they don't know
where they stand with you,
and I'm punished for talking straight?
Who are you talking about?
Who aren't I talking about?
Maybe if you spoke straight
to your fucking talented protégée,
you wouldn't have felt
the need to fire her
for outgunning you.
Replacing her with some tidy skirt
who brightens your mornings.
Watch your mouth.
RISHI: You used to be an
equal-opportunities cunt.
And fair fucks to you,
you know, 'cause this,
this is a trading floor.
Some people might
read your hypermachismo
as a direct correlation
to your appetite for risk.
Is this your way of
softening me up for a firing?
What, the bank suddenly gives a fuck
about the way I talk after 15 years?
Yeah, how rich.
- Risk just called me.
- (TENSE MUSIC BUILDING)
Yeah? What do they want?
You're running a 300-million
sterling position.
Is this correct?
Adler raised my risk
limit for the Lumi IPO.
ERIC: (SCOFFS) You're kidding me, right?
(IN A HUSHED VOICE) He raised
it for a 12-hour period!
Not fucking house money
to play with
that'll blow our whole year!
Risk told me to get you
to close the position, stop loss.
It's a bit fucking late
for a stop-loss, wouldn't you say?
Eric, we have got no
choice but to run it.
Rish, MD to MD.
I had a brave face on
in that morning meeting.
We may be on the precipice of a crisis.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)
You realize you're the face
of Lumi's failure, right?
It was your gormless face staring out
at the audience at COP.
You noticed how the team spoke to you.
You've lost the dressing room.
(TENSE MUSIC SWELLS)
(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)
Do you think that's
the kind of guy I am?
I have no idea.
It's just who you are at work, right?
Is that you?
I don't know. I don't really care.
Do you regret fucking me or something?
Hell no.
I like short, sharp
demands. They work for me.
(CHUCKLES) Funny that. Is
that why you sell your pussy
on the World Wide Web? And I'm the
one that's meant to be devolved.
- Keep your fucking voice down!
- Yeah. What did Tyler from Idaho
- buy you off your wish list?
- Oh, fuck off!
So, it wasn't you who snitched on me?
Yeah. Are we gonna
have this review then?
CUSTOMER: I need to get out of London
SWEETPEA: My work?
You haven't even looked
at the risk analysis
that I've been working on.
Fuck it. I'm giving you
ten out of ten, anyway.
Tick every box, "Exceptional."
'Cause you, my friend, have
been a stellar hire. Yeah?
Acknowledge my fucking work.
- I acknowledge that mouth.
- Mm-mm.
(WHISPERING) What if
I left my wife for you?
Yeah, okay. (CLEARS THROAT)
- Please go away.
- (CHUCKLES)
Hmm. Can't believe the
Tories have been in power
for 14 years and then they
have the front to do this.
- It's certainly bold.
- RISHI: What?
The Chancellor just
cut the top rate of tax.
- ("THE MARRIAGE OF FIGARO" BY MOZART PLAYING)
- SWEETPEA: Congratulations, hon.
Guess you were right.
- Oh! The Lord is my bitch!
- My phone! Rishi, my phone!
- RISHI: Gotta go!
- Really? God. Dickhead.
Yeah! Come on! Yeah! (LAUGHS) Whoo!
Oh! Sorry.
Do you know what day it
is? It's Christmas Day!
- (GASPS)
- Sorry! Get a bag in!
PASSERBY: Prick!
Yes, I owe you a beer!
(LAUGHS) Watch it, watch it, watch out.
(MUSIC ENDS ABRUPTLY)
Uh Yo, what the fuck is going on?
Wha
Why is cable gapping down 250 points?
TRADER: It's totally unprecedented.
None of our in-house
macroeconomists saw it coming.
- Anraj.
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Anraj, is there any
color on this sell-off?
Fucking bond market hates this.
TRADER: The pound's getting
fucked seven ways to Sunday.
Britain's a basket case
and the world is pricing it.
That's not good for sterling.
Right, but "The Telegraph"
called it the best budget
that's been delivered
by a historic margin.
Yeah, well, it tells
you everything that.
TRADER: If anyone deserves
a firework shoved up
their ass on the fifth
Sunday after Epiphany,
it's the Chancellor.
Yeah, one of the Three Wise Men
certainly didn't bring
Jesus's top-rate tax cut.
RISHI: Yeah, H. Um,
what's this price action?
- What the fuck is going on?
- HARPER: (OVER PHONE) Hearing some chatter
that the budget rollout's
been mismanaged.
The government was warned the
market might take it badly
and they ran with it anyway.
Just got an IB from a connected client
saying this was all the
Chancellor's wet dream,
and he didn't even run
it past the cabinet!
Rishi, you managing this?
- I'm I am
- Sterling gapping lower now
on rumors of policy mismanagement.
Yo, get the fuck off my hoot!
Don't push me.
ERIC: I know the macro
environment's on fire,
but tomorrow morning
we need a team powwow,
bit of an inventory. HR related.
Come on. Are you kidding me? Surely,
this is not an apposite time for that.
No, but they've just mandated it.
(SOFTLY) Fucking hell!
Mate, what are you gonna do about Risk?
- The position is worse now.
- Yeah, it's all gravy with Eric.
Look at me.
I know it was you.
Huh?
The snitch. I know it was you.
Mate, I have no idea
what you're on about.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
Lift going down.
(DISTORTING) Going down,
going down, going down.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
(LID CLICKS)
(SNIFFS)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening.
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTS) Yes, bro?
- Yo, who's this?
- VINAY: Friend.
(SIGHS) Are you serious about this?
I'm serious about the 20
grand, Rish. Where is it?
How are you in finance and so broke?
(EXHALES SHARPLY) Look,
whatever this is, man,
there's there's no need for it.
Okay, I'm I'm getting it now.
I'm just waiting for people
in the syndicate to cough up.
Come on, I'm collecting. Just
You just stay here,
I'll be 20 minutes, tops.
Yeah, I I swear it.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC CONTINUES)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- RISHI: Gates. Gates!
You, uh, you got my two grand?
Happy Christmas.
Yeah, it's printed money, boss.
PIERPOINT EMPLOYEE: Nice one.
- I shit myself. (LAUGHS)
- (LAUGHS)
Listen. You got my money, the 2K?
Oh. Uh, yeah, I mean
Man, I've got rent, you
know. Cost of living, man.
- Be a fucking man, yeah?
- Hmm.
- (CHUCKLES) Okay, yeah.
- Yeah.
- Yeah, um
- Come on, I got it.
I'll count it, yeah? I
trust you. I trust you, bro.
Wise soul.
ERIC: Ah! You got some
truth out of that one.
You would think after 25 years
(CHUCKLES)
I, uh, I know we've had a
bit of a day, so (SNIFFS)
- It's under control, right?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Nothing that a, uh,
a cool eight grand
can't fix between pals.
- Happy holidays.
- ERIC: Impressed!
If I knew it was so easy
to make money in horses,
I may have leaned into it a little more.
Well, I mean, don't
denigrate my expertise.
Simplicity belies the complexity.
Okay. (CHUCKLES)
Look, Eric, Eric, Eric, um
Forget about picking winners.
Yeah, that's for mug punters.
My next snag has just
moved to a top Irish yard.
Okay? I've got an
inside contact who said
they'll switch the feed for the horse
48 hours before he runs.
Like he's had a dodgy korma.
You you can't lose
on that loser. (CHUCKLES)
That that 8K, it's
not working very hard
for you in your blazer pocket, so
Forgive me for not trusting you.
Yeah. (CLEARS THROAT)
Uh, go on, take it out of my pocket.
Let's pretend it was never real.
- It's Christmas.
- (INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
There's an extra 200 in there.
I was gonna tip the shoeshine.
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
Rishi Rish. What you sayin', bruv?
What you got for me?
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Forgive me, man. (SNIFFLES)
I I I don't have it. I, uh
- None of it?
- (RISHI CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Okay, listen. Listen.
It's it's sound, okay? Uh
Birthyear, yeah? I I got it for 12.
But the Arabs at Burlington Arcade,
I swear to you, they'll pay 18 plus.
Box and papers too, man.
Doesn't it have sentimental value?
I I decided I hate nostalgia, so
(WRISTWATCH CLANKING)
Are you all right, bro? Honestly though?
How deep are you in, really?
How much you conned
your colleagues out of?
I'm I'm I'm in a hole, man.
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
I'm in a hole. (CHUCKLES)
It's it's cool, it's cool.
I love this time of year for the jumps.
- (CHUCKLES)
- (RISHI CHUCKLING)
You know what? I've got a
good tip for you, actually.
Yeah?
VINAY: I know you owe
me 200 Gs, plus the vig,
- but, um
- (CHUCKLES)
I could spot you 50 Gs
if you want for New Year's
Day, racing at Exeter?
That's if you're still
even betting on horses.
(SIGHS)
Uh (SNIFFS)
- Nah. Nah. (CHUCKLES)
- VINAY: Nah?
You're all right,
man. You're good. Um
En enjoy the timepiece, though.
- VINAY: Okay.
- RISHI: Yeah?
This will probably buy
you a couple of days.
- Week for a friend.
- (CHUCKLES) Yeah.
- VINAY: All right?
- Yeah. Thank you, man.
- VINAY: Safe.
- Yeah, cheers.
- Appreciate you, man.
- VINAY: Yeah, cool.
("IRREVERSIBLE DAMAGE"
BY ALGIERS PLAYING)
The lot. (CLEARS THROAT)
Time ♪
- (CASHIER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)
- Cheers.
CROUPIER: Change.
Is over ♪
CROUPIER: Seventeen.
Nineteen. Stick, blackjack.
Time to go ♪
CROUPIER: Nine, seventeen.
What? ♪
- Decked out in filth and gold ♪
- CROUPIER: Twenty-one.
Twenty.
Come on.
You don't hear me though ♪
Hahahahaha ♪
CROUPIER: Change.
Should be screaming out ♪
CROUPIER: Sixteen, seven, eighteen.
Boarded up, seen enough ♪
Catacombs will watch you fold ♪
Boarded up, seen enough ♪
CROUPIER: Thirteen, fifteen.
- (EXHALES)
- CROUPIER: Eighteen.
Ten. Doubles.
Twenty-one.
Boarded up, seen enough ♪
Catacombs will watch you fold ♪
- CROUPIER: All in?
- (EXHALES SHARPLY)
Boarded up, seen enough ♪
- (GROANS)
- CROUPIER: Twenty.
RISHI: Come on.
CROUPIER: Fifteen.
Too many.
Time ♪
- Yes!
- (CELL PHONE VIBRATES)
Is over ♪
Mm!
(KISSES)
(MUFFLED CHATTER) Time ♪
Is over ♪
(MUFFLED) Yes, uh, I'll
have, uh, two two vodkas,
we'll have two mixers as well. Yeah?
Oh, and a round of shots. Great.
Time is over ♪
Whoo!
Come on, come round onto the table.
Whoo!
(INTENSE INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Yeah! Victory! (LAUGHS)
(EXCLAIMS)
- GUEST: Wow!
- RISHI: Whoo!
- The fuck you doing? That's my fucking girlfriend.
- Take it easy, man.
GUEST: (GASPS) What the fuck!
Get the fuck off me!
The fuck you doing, man? Get off me!
- (GROANS)
- (GRUNTS)
- (RISHI GROANS)
- (GRUNTS)
Fucking fat Paki cunt!
Time is over ♪
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
Fucking dickhead! I'll fucking kill you!
Irreversible damage ♪
RISHI: All of it.
Surprised or shook ♪
- (SIGHS) Yeah, come on.
- CASHIER: There you are.
Cheers.
CROUPIER: Hello, sir.
Hundred change.
Place your bets.
(ROULETTE BALL CLATTERING)
CROUPIER 2: Placed on black.
(ROULETTE BALL CLACKING)
CROUPIER: Number 23, red.
Boarded up, seen enough ♪
Catacombs will watch you fold ♪
Boarded up, seen enough ♪
Catacombs will wrap around you ♪
- I've seen enough now ♪
- Boarded up, seen enough ♪
Catacombs will wrap around you ♪
CROUPIER: No more bets.
(ROULETTE BALL RATTLING)
CROUPIER: No more bets, thank you.
- All money goes on black.
- (ROULETTE BALL CLATTERING)
(SONG FADES)
CROUPIER: Number 32, red.
(CASINO CHIPS CLACKING)
(KEYS JINGLING)
CROUPIER: Sorry, sir, no
cash. The cashier is open.
("LITTLE DRUMMER BOY"
BY PENTATONIX PLAYING)
Come they told me ♪
Pa, rum, pum, pum, pum ♪
CROUPIER: Sir, you forgot something.
A newborn king to see ♪
Pa, rum, pum, pum, pum ♪
Our finest gifts we bring ♪
(VEHICLE ENGINE RUMBLING)
To lay before the king ♪
Pa, rum, pum, pum, pum ♪
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
CELLPHONE (VIBRATES, RINGS)
DIANA: Where the fuck are you?
I I I stayed in London.
DIANA: Fucking again!
Okay, I I'm I'm
just heading to work.
Do you think I'm fucking
dense? Who were you with?
- What have you taken?
- (WAILS)
I've been up all night with our child
and you've been fucking
off and drinking again.
Pa, rum, pum, pum, pum ♪
I have no gift to bring ♪
Pa, rum, pum, pum, pum ♪
That's fit to give our king ♪
Pa, rum, pum, pum, pum ♪
(SONG FADES)
ERIC: Where've you been?
What the fuck happened to your face?
Walked into a door.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SNIFFS) Oh, man.
ANRAJ: Mate.
Mate, what am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
The FCA is gonna pull my license.
(WHISPERING) Hey, what
happened to your face?
When are you gonna shave
that fucking thing off?
You look like you've been sipping shit.
It's a new look.
No, it's it's a cry
for help, okay? Just
(SOFTLY) Fuck.
Fuck. Why Why is
sterling trading even worse?
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
- Eric. Eric, uh Eric.
What are your gilt mates saying?
How how the fuck are we almost
almost at parity with the dollar?
Football is called soccer now.
You dealt with that issue, right?
I don't I don't want
another call from Risk.
SWEETPEA: Well, haven't you seen?
Pension funds have been,
like, almost wiped out
from long-dated yields exploding.
Bank of England supports gilts now.
Su surely, this is unsustainable.
How far are these fucking
Tories gonna let this slide?
ROBERT: Oh, so they're
"fucking" Tories now, are they?
The worm has turned.
(EXHALES HEAVILY, SIGHS)
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)
What what is it, mate?
What Why are you looking at me
like you wanna slip it in? Huh?
You you've never
seen a shiner before?
(SPEAKING ARABIC)
Yas, come on, tell me.
- What the fuck did he just say?
- I don't know. I don't know.
He's speaking in Egyptian Arabic.
Look No, you do.
Just just tell me.
Just tell me. Come on. What did he say?
It's fine. I can take it.
I'd rather not say.
(SPEAKING ARABIC)
- (LAUGHS)
Yo, yo, Mo Salah.
Mo Salah. You waltz around here
like a fucking melt
in your Versace gear.
Who the fuck are you, hmm?
What what are you doing here?
You're in my personal space.
(TENSE MUSIC CRESCENDOS)
(TENSE MUSIC CONCLUDES)
We need to spend a a
minimum 15 minutes in here.
Anyone wanna share anything?
Does anyone wanna
share anything about
how they feel about working on our desk?
Come on, guys, let's let's
not tart this up. We're
We're here because of me.
(CHUCKLES) I mean, you're
making this about you.
RISHI: (IN HUSHED VOICE) Fuck's sake.
I I I knew you grassed on me.
- What?
- YASMIN: So, what are we here for?
Okay, what what
What was Was it you?
What are you talking about?
Someone's been leaking some
of our more choice language
to an internet forum.
(SIGHS) God.
Do we really need a
committee on how we speak
to each other instead of just,
you know, speaking to each other?
Was it was it you who snitched?
Hmm? Come on, just tell me.
Which which one of you snitched?
- Come on, just tell me.
- (YASMIN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
VENETIA: Why are you
assuming it's a woman?
Maybe it was a disgruntled
former employee,
like Kenny.
Rish, mate, I think
some people may see it
you know, the way you speak, as a bit
backwards.
One, I'm sorry for for
trying to make you laugh.
It's it's a it's a bit of bounce.
It's it's what
makes me good at my job.
It's misogynistic.
If you don't exude confidence,
clients will they'll just
they'll just run you over!
YASMIN: God.
- Were you always like this?
- (TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Come on, what difference does it make?
Okay, you you you adapt.
ROBERT: You make people uncomfortable.
That's it.
Christ! Am am I
am I losing my mind here?
Huh?
All this circle-jerking
about how we feel
and and how our
words have consequences.
Huh? (HESITATES)
(STUTTERS) And all
this proxy culture war,
navel-gazing that
we're doing. (SPLUTTERS)
Guys, there's
China is slowly growing
more powerful. Come on!
An Anraj.
Anraj, come on.
Come on, do I do I
make you uncomfortable?
Tell
- Tell tell them, come on.
- (ANRAJ CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
Uh, well, sometimes
Sometimes, I'm scared to come into work.
Because (BREATHES SHAKILY)
I'm worried about,
you know, uh, how you're
gonna talk to me.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
YASMIN: New catalyst on the tape.
The Chancellor's expected
to make a statement in five minutes.
(PENSIVE MUSIC FADES)
Uh, what are clients doing, please?
There's no real conviction as to whether
- it's a double down or a rollback.
- (TELEPHONE RINGING)
So, it's a coin toss
where sterling goes.
- (TELEPHONE BEEPS)
- YASMIN: Hello? Rish,
I have Harper on the line.
She wants to buy pounds.
Yeah, patch me in.
Uh, hey are, are you a
buyer into this announcement?
HARPER: Good morning to you, too.
- Can you fill me on this trade?
- (HESITATES) Why are you buying?
Come on, what's your
read on the announcement?
- What do you know?
- HARPER: I have conviction.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
Okay, where's it from?
HARPER: I have a source.
Can you help or not?
H, uh, I I'm not
actually axed that way.
Fuck. Buyer of pounds.
Someone knows something.
Someone knows something.
All salespeople, listen up!
- I'm a buyer of pounds!
- What the fuck are you doing?
Pierpoint is a buyer of cable.
Any salesperson worth two
bullets gets me pounds.
- Get on the phones!
- (HOOT SCREECHES)
- What are you doing?
- Anraj, what is he doing?
He's taken over my book.
He's running an extra 300 million on it.
He I don't know what
to do. He forced me.
What's your bid on 150 million? Tudor.
- Fuck it, I'm 80 bid.
- Eighty bid.
(TELEPHONE RINGING)
- Yeah, done at 1.0880.
- (INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Rish, I have sterling for
you. I wanna see your bid.
- Stop trading now!
- RISH: Oh, fuck that!
Yas, speak. Eric, let me do my job!
- Avatar wants your bid for 200.
- Uh, 30 bid on nine.
Yours, 200 done at 1.0930.
- (LAUGHS)
- How big is his position now?
- Close to a full yard.
- What!
A billion pounds. I'm calling security!
Mine, mine, mine!
Rishi, step away from your terminal!
RISHI: Mine, mine!
Look at the tape! Look at the tape!
(OVER HOOT) Chancellor reveals plans
to reverse almost all
provisions made in the budget,
including top-rate tax.
This is a full-scale rollback.
Repeat, they've set fire to their plans.
- (HOOT SCREECHES)
- RISHI: (SOFTLY) Fuck.
- Sterling is rallying here.
- (INTENSE MUSIC BUILDING)
It is gapping up. It's gapping up, baby!
- (LAUGHS)
- SWEETPEA: Oh, my God!
Talk about an emergency rate hike.
The MPC are raising
rates by 200 basis points.
You are fucking kidding me.
The biggest rise in in
U.K. interest rates in 27 years.
Sterling back through our level now.
RISHI: We're in profit.
I need to offer the position ASAP.
Could someone get me
out of this long, please?
Any salesperson? I'm a seller up here!
- Double sales credits!
- I have a buyer.
- Al-Mi'raj in size.
- Yeah, any size like that.
Okay, okay, okay.
What's your offer on a yard of sterling?
Uh, 70!
Seventy.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Mine.
- Done at 1.1370!
- Yes! (LAUGHS)
(UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING)
- (HOOT BEEPS)
- Rule Britannia.
Yes? Do you want something?
Eric? Eric, can you
call off the gendarme?
Yeah? We have a fucking understanding,
- don't we?
- ERIC: Yes, we do.
RISHI: Thank you.
We've made 18 million across our books.
(CHUCKLES) You're not
even a good trader.
You're just lucky.
RISHI: Yeah?
Tell me, what's the difference?
(ELEVATOR DOORS OPENING)
You're a gentleman.
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
- Lift going down.
- (ELEVATOR DOORS CLOSING)
Wait, I've I've
just got an email saying
that you resigned.
I hope it was, uh, sunny enough,
and my "let's still be pals"
tone isn't too insincere.
Okay, but seriously,
where are you going?
I'm bored working for this
dictatorship of dying men.
Tell me, exactly how does
a veal calf suck cock?
I never said that.
I wouldn't know.
(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
Sloppily
I guess, but, you know, some intention.
- VENETIA: Hmm.
- Mm.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I know you never said that.
But I think I wrote a pretty good
approximation of your voice, no?
Oh, by the way,
Sweetpea told me you were a bad fuck.
Yeah, she called you
a "five-pump chump."
- (ELEVATOR BEEPS)
- AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening.
But, listen. It was really
great working with you.
(SIGHS)
AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors closing.
- (GLASS SHATTERING)
- RISH: Fuck!
- Why do you keep doing this to me?
- (GROANS) Fuck!
Please, just stop! Just
calm down! I'm sorry!
- Who were you fucking last night?
- RISHI: No one!
You said that we would
reset after the wedding.
- You promised!
- We are! We are!
You fucked some little
slag in the pub toilets
- What?
- while your pregnant wife was entertaining
your horrid friends.
Fine, well, I didn't wanna get married!
Neither did I!
- So, then, why are we married?
- Because I love you!
Yeah, and I love you too!
DIANA: No, you love your
fucking English country rose.
- I
- (DIANA SOBS)
I don't wanna be someone's
country wife, okay?
Some dull, breeding
machine you spunk into,
or just someone's fucking mother.
That is not an identity I signed up for.
You don't even fucking eat me anymore.
Eat you any (CHUCKLES)
You are the one who said you were happy
with me pulling out. Okay?
You are the one who said
it would be 99 percent effective.
- (SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)
- I married a partner.
You were fun and engaged,
and when you were cruel,
you made sure we were cruel together.
What the fuck happened to that guy?
I didn't force you to move here.
No.
I was under the impression
it was a decision we made together.
How much do you owe?
- (LIGHTER CLICKS)
- Uh
(DIANA SNIFFS)
- Two hundred grand.
- DIANA: Oh, my God.
Please.
- DIANA: Are we in danger?
- No.
- Is Hugo in danger?
- No. No.
This wasn't him, okay? Please.
(SOBS) I feel so ashamed!
Your shame is not useful
to me right now, okay?
Listen. Um, your
parents, can can they
they can they can
tide me over, right?
They they've They've, um,
they can maybe give
me some, uh, you know,
some liquidity, like
a like a bridge loan,
and my comp's gonna come soon.
Okay, please, they they
they've got that lying
around. I know they do, please.
You have no idea what
their finances are like.
That's your prejudice.
And I would never ask
them, not for this,
not for anything, nothing.
Not to fucking foot
your gambling addiction.
(SIGHS)
I have some money from my media work.
- A podcast, some sponcon stuff.
- Okay.
DIANA: It's in a separate account.
And some savings.
(BREATHES DEEPLY, SIGHS)
(SCOFFS) What?
You're surprised my
little hobby makes money?
RISHI: No.
Do you know what being a man is?
It it's not how you
seem around other men,
or what you do to make yourself feel
a certain way around other men.
It's how you treat the
people who expect your love.
(SOBS)
DIANA: I'm not perfect.
(SIGHS)
There's a guy in the village
I have look at house stuff.
I invite him in.
We both know exactly what's going on.
We enjoy it.
Last week, I let him go down on me.
(SNIFFLES)
Did you come?
- What difference does it make?
- Did you fucking come?
Yes. A lot.
Was it Nicholas?
What difference does it make?
Why?
(INHALES SHARPLY) Oh, fuck!
(COOS)
(SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES)
(HUGO BABBLES)
Yeah. (SOBS)
It's much easier to raise strong boys
than fix broken men.
- (INHALES SHARPLY)
- (COOS)
Di
be honest with me.
Do you think I'm a misogynist?
No, you're a chauvinist.
(SCOFFS) What's the difference?
DIANA: I did a podcast about it.
By the way, a bad joke
doesn't make you a bad person.
How do I know what kind of person I am?
DIANA: Everyone is the same person
they were at seven.
Not even the same person
they were yesterday.
Life is how you muddle
through that contradiction.
Have you noticed that Nicholas
is always on our property?
Hmm. He still thinks it's his.
(SCOFFS)
You know, I lost my virginity to him.
His 18th. Theme was White Mischief.
(SIGHS) I miss the dog.
I told you.
Your back had nothing
to do with that poor boy.
Maybe I'm depressed.
DIANA: Probably need
more vitamin D. What?
I read darker-skinned
people need to top up.
Make sure Hugo takes a supplement.
Was Is Hugo white?
DIANA: Probably. (SCOFFS)
- Such a shame.
- (SIGHS)
We should have never moved here.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(SIGHS)
But we're here now,
we should make it ours.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
- (DIANA MOANS)
- (RISHI SMOOCHES)
(DIANA BREATHES HEAVILY)
("LES FLEUR" BY RAMSEY LEWIS PLAYING)
(GROANS)
- (RISHI KISSING)
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)
(SINGERS SCATTING)
(MOANS)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
- (RISHI KISSING)
- (MOANS)
Would a misogynist eat
your pussy this well?
(BOTH LAUGH)
(GRUNTS)
- (SINGERS VOCALIZING)
- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(SINGERS VOCALIZING)
(GRUNTS)
(YELLS, LAUGHS)
(SONG CRESCENDOS)
(SINGERS SCATTING)
(GRUNTS)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
(RISHI YELLS)
- (LAUGHS)
- (BAT CLATTERING)
(PANTS)
- (SONG CONCLUDES)
- (BIRD CHIRPING)
- (PHOTO FRAME CLATTERING)
- (DOG BARKING)
(RAJAH BARKING)
Rajah! Rajah!
- Come here, boy! Come here!
- (RAJAH WHINES)
- NICOLAS: Roger! Roger!
- RISHI: Rajah! Rajah! Come here!
- Come here, boy! Good boy.
- (RAJAH BARKS)
- RISHI: Come here. Come here.
- NICOLAS: Roger!
- Yeah. Good boy!
- NICOLAS: Sorry, Rishi.
(RAJAH GROANING)
Yeah, I just want you to know
that me and Diana have
a very healthy sex life!
And I'm taking my dog
back. It's Rajah, not Roger!
(CHUCKLES)
(SIGHS)
(LINE RINGING)
Yeah, Vin?
- VINAY: Yo!
- It's Rish, hi.
VINAY: Ah, Rish. What you
saying? Merry Christmas.
(CHUCKLES) Merry Christmas, amigo.
VINAY: Yeah, yeah, yeah. You got my 200?
- Yeah, I have your 200.
- VINAY: Nice, nice, nice.
- (SNUFFLES) I was thinking
- VINAY: Yeah.
let's put 50 of it on your tip.
- VINAY: Yeah?
- You know I'm good for it.
- VINAY: Uh, you manned up.
- No, I like your conviction.
And I've got a feeling
a great feeling, like
fate is shaving her cunt just for me.
- (LAUGHS)
- (VINAY LAUGHING)
("SHAME ON A NIGGA" BY
WU-TANG CLAN PLAYING)
Good boy. Good boy, Rajah.
Shame on a nigga who try
to run game on a nigga ♪
Wu buck wild with the trigger ♪
Shame on a nigga who try
to run game on a nigga ♪
Wu buck I'll fuck your ass up ♪
Yo, hut one, hut two ♪
Hut three, hut ♪
Ol' Dirty Bastard ♪
Live and uncut ♪
Styles unbreakable ♪
Shatterproof ♪
To the young youth ♪
You wanna get gun? ♪
Shoot, blaow! How you like me now? ♪
Don't fuck the style ♪
Ruthless wild ♪
Do you wanna get your
teeth knocked the fuck out? ♪
Wanna get on it like that ♪
Well, then, shout ♪
Yo, RZA, yo, Razor ♪
Hit me with the major ♪
The damage, my clan ♪
Understand it, be flavor ♪
Gunning ♪
Humming coming at ya ♪
First I'm gonna get ya ♪
Once I got ya, I gat ya ♪
You could never capture ♪
The Method Man's stature ♪
For rhyme and for rapture ♪
Got niggas resigning ♪
Now master ♪
My style? Never! ♪
I put the fucking buck in
the wild, kid, I'm terror ♪
Razor-sharp, I sever ♪
The head from the shoulders ♪
I'm better, than my compet'ta ♪
You mean competitor, whatever ♪
Let's get together ♪
Shame on a nigga who try
to run game on a nigga ♪
I'll fuck your ass up ♪
(SONG CONCLUDES)