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dinosaur cull.
to be the face of this.
get them to at least sign a letter of intent
-Hey. -Hey.
ROMAN: Little miss fucking credible, huh?
Yeah. Uh, he said he wasn't gonna come.
I'm not your grope Geiger counter.
the audience is expecting just Roys,
Sorry I couldn't meet you for coffee.
-(GRUNTS) -Dad?
Uh, right, like I'm gonna fuckin' tell you, dude.
name-checks Lester McClintock.
to anything over watermelon.
Yeah, we don't know.
The magazine is not cooperating.
-ROMAN: Mm. Thanks. -Right. So...
Pathetic, isn't it?
if these were isolated incidents that happened, you know,
GERRI KELLMAN: It might be time to start getting worried.
but Nan gets cold feet and you can't buy us.
So, we have a little room for signing right in there.
but for whatever reason you felt it urgently necessary
-Which is good, but, uh... -Yeah.
Why are we still fuckin' around?
Rhea, may I ask you something? Have you ever had
I don't wanna fucking hear it!
Everything you're doing is fucking bullshit,
not like 20 women four years ago.
They're not gonna turn nasty.
One: it's new.
GREG: It's like a power party out there.
"we're here for you." Right? Is that...?
-Uh, no. I'm-- I'm hard to get. -(KENDALL LAUGHS)
for the ATN strategy announcement.
Yeah, okay.
but, um, just to say that we're all lined up
She's not even in the company.
-Whoa. -What? Really?
I mean, if disruption is an issue,
-It's bad PR to hire them. -I mean, call me sociopathic,
Well, Nan is coming to your panel,
Nice. Bring your daughter to the slaughter.
They're three disgusting, old, white dudes.
-Nancy! -Let's talk later.
-KENDALL: Yeah, that's right. -SHIV: So, what's in it?
-so, lots of wiggle-room. -Yes.
(CELLPHONE CHIMES)
I think there's perhaps a wider conversation to be had here.
And don't worry about the nuts. The--
I'm gonna kill 'em. Okay?
-I need your help on the optics. -Uh, excuse me?
-Depends on the numbers. -Right.
We want to announce the sale and Shiv
-out of joint -SHIV: Oh, you should say that
it's enough of that and back to the session.
(SIGHS) Look, it's, uh... It's a tempest in a tea kettle.
They're half-pregnant. Let's finish the fucking job
-Yeah, we-- -And also-- also,
Nan, is there not a way we could sign the LOI at least?
that everyone, like-- You know-- Are you kidding me?
-Hi. -Wait. Is Dad there?
You don't really hear much about syphilis these days.
joint chief operating officers
Fuck off then.
then maybe we could patch this up.
-Who at Cruises? -Hello?
He's apparently conceptualising a 300-year investing horizon.
Oh. Let's talk.
Subtext is this is personal, we're feeling vindictive,
-Me, Laird, no one else. -GERRI: Right.
-Ooh. Scary. -ROMAN: Mm-hmm.
but I fucking love it. I really love it.
Dad, I'm wondering if
-LOGAN: No. -It's not good for the Pierces,
-Uh-huh. -But...
-But you're here. -Uh-huh.
who refused to sign an NDA
creating opportunities for you to gain the...
(YELLS) That's goddamn fucking right!
Hey.
seeking another source of investment.
Right now, we just don't know.
You know?
-(CELLPHONE CHIMES) -Logan, your 6:00 PM canceled.