Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It will be there by tomorrow. Good night, Mr. Reed.

- [upbeat music playing on speakers] - [indistinct chatter]

[gripping instrumental music playing]

She's buddies with the CEO. He said "assist her."

Oh, my God. Oh. Alan.

- ♪ RattPack where you? ♪ - ♪ Everywhere worldwide ♪

every email, every passing thought about ADF,

What a shit show.

[chuckles, whistles]

I almost got a tattoo of Michelangelo's Vitruvian Man one summer in Europe,

and takes the little machete I apparently grew for her

owned by the biggest, richest real estate mogul in Manhattan.

Good news. Your loan application is with the underwriters.

Here's my business plan.

Being in that toxic environment was hurting my soul.

I want to mend our relationship.

[cell phone ringing]

Kylie was there just last week.

[Sherry] I gave it to Goodwill.

Relationships are how we do business at City National.

Did Alan underestimate you?

Plus you have no capital in the States.

operating profits, key performance indicators and other key metrics.

[intercom beeps]

Thank you all for being here to support the Anna Delvey Foundation.

Well, I like the sound of that. [chuckles]

♪ And I don't really think I can come back down ♪

That is a major problem.

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I want guests to have a home away from home.

The building itself will be a work of art.

[intense music playing]

And good night.

- [Vivian groans] - Also, I'm afraid if I sleep,

it's so much more convenient than commercial.

They basically promoted him.

But you kept going?

This one was inspired by the Omo Tribes of Southern Ethiopia.

No, but I understand...

- You didn't tell her? - [Barry] No.

All she needed was one last step, and that deal would have closed.

What's your operating profit margin?

How could I forget?

[scoffing] God! No. Journalism is dead.

In that walk-up on Christopher Street, with the pet store downstairs?

I presume you'll need paperwork regarding her trust, proof of funds...

- Oh. Have a good day. - You too.

How is that relevant?

and yet no one will consider my business proposal because of how I look.

[Alan] I'm the first to arrive?

Listen, Anna never paid, no card, no wire. Nothing.

[bottle cap pops]

[Vivian moans] Right there. Good.

- Allegedly. Maybe she had the funds. - [groans softly]

I'm on my own path.

You have no quantifiable professional experience in this,

I presume you'll need paperwork regarding her trust, proof of funds...

- We'll see. - ...that no people on Earth

She pulled in a group of best-in-class advisors.

But my name will be on the list.

♪ If you decide to toot it I'll catch it like chair ♪

The family's private money manager.

They don't care about potential.

Okay. [clears throat]