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This phone thing's
got him spooked.

And Felim accounts
for over half the desk profit.

Look,
I'm hoping we're not ruining a friendship

over miscommunication.

Do you
even remember what you said?

- This stays between us, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

Why are women so much
more interesting to men

than men are to women?

What she say? Let me see!

It's none of your business.

Your team's being
subsumed into the other sector teams.

Where? - CPS Desk.

I can't believe I
didn't know you were at Pierpoint.

We're in the same
part of the business.

See, the problem with this,
they keep hiring

these fuckin' princesses.

Hey,
buddy. Don't talk to her like that.

If you ever need a place to stay,
I have a spare room.

Really? I would love that.

Harper? You awake?

Maybe you should
ask Greg for a coffee?

Maybe Greg should
ask me for a coffee.

Can we talk money again?

Honestly, Harper,
it would make me feel uncomfortable

to charge you to live
in my parents' house.

Yeah, okay, but like,
do you rent this part off of them?

Well, um...

Oh, fucking hell.

Choon! Such a choon.

We should kill the business and just,
like,

follow Bicep around Europe.

Think how purely happy we'd be.

Oh, God. You're a fucking mess.

Yas, have you got any lollipops?

No. No, I don't have any lollipops,
Digdog.

- Are you gonna go to work today?
- Nah, we just, um...

- We just picked up another bag, so...
- Right.

Alexa, play Digdog's ketty mix.

So, are all British guys
pathological drug addicts?

- You get one bag...
- He gets led astray.

This is gonna be
a two-bag affair.

Shall we go earn some money?

- So, Greg...
- So, rent?

Honestly,
if it means that much to you,

just buy something
nice for the kitchen.

I don't think I even know what
belongs in a kitchen like that.

It's just a kitchen.

Yeah, but it's,
like... a kitchen.

I still keep getting that
feeling whenever I wake up,

like, I don't know,
like I can't believe that I'm here.

You okay?

I'm getting to an age where

my hangovers are no longer charming,
I'm thinking...

What's going on? Why're
there so many people here?

Felim stopped trading with us.

According to Eric,
he "stepped away from the market

for personal reasons."

I wanna bang the
drum this morning.

Rishi and the traders will
be in shortly with their axes.

Double sales credits to
anyone who fills them this month.

Our worldview today

is what we own and
what our traders own.

Is there any more color
on Felim's departure?

Well, he... he's been having
trouble with trading lines

and some protracted
legal issues.

Is it temporary or permanent?

I... We... We'll have to see.

It's just
that 60 percent of the P and L

feels like a pretty
big iceberg to me.

Well... The lights are still on,
Daria.

Let's
make sure we keep it that way.

- Good morning.
- Eric.

We need to be sharper at
packaging trading strategies

across asset classes.

High-margin,
multi-asset plays, please.

If our guys don't
have conviction,

it's because we're
not being convincing.

Simple as that.

Morning, kids.

Eric.

Sara. So.

We've got some mid-market
offers on some corporate bonds.

I would love them to
be moved this morning.

I know this might sound crazy,
but I think that we could play

another slowdown in housing.

And why should
I listen to a grad?

The housing market's
a canary in a coal mine.

You don't... don't say
"canary in a coal mine."

You sound like a
fucking financial journalist.

What's the play?

Um, well, obviously gold,
maybe a call option.

- That's vanilla. Work on a pitch and we'll talk later.
- Yeah, thank you.

- Is that it? - Yeah, thanks.

Rish, I'm calling Arbitrage Andy,
the permabear.

Eric, what do you want me on?

Ah, mate,
are you serious with this price?

Do you know the difference
between racing green

and studio green?

Buddy,
you are in my personal space.

What did you study?

Literae Humaniores.

Classics.

How the fuck
did you end up in a bank?

Only in England.

I've told Clement
to look after you.

Harper. Yo.

Greg?

I'm on the ninth
stage of the journey.

The hero faces the
greatest challenge yet,

and experiences
death and rebirth.

I'm paraphrasing.

It's pretty cool, right?

I'm not
fucking filling you there.

Hello,
Marty? Yeah. Take the orders.

Yeah. Who?

Jack Blackburn. Ye... Yeah,
he's a limp-dick analyst, but...

I can't believe he's actually
reading a physical copy.

He has a view, of course...

Mate, he used to get twatted
with Michael Lewis at Salomon.

So he
was a big deal in the '90s?

Wow.

Yeah,
if he's telling me to sell... Okay, fine.

No, I didn't say that.

I said, if his balls are out,
his balls are out.

I don't wanna see anything
else apart from his balls.

Yeah, Hawksmoor with
him and three of my best punters...

- Come on. - No... Mate.

I was going to
send the Asia stuff

to Karl at Goliath,

um, but I wasn't sure if it was
okay coming directly from me,

or if you wanted to be CCed in,
or...

Take the initiative.

No,
I mean like a thick mainline vein

running down his cock...

We haven't done "Yasmin's
Trading Idea" in a while, um...

- I've been putting together this long dollar idea...
- Look, I should apologize.

That whole "Trade
Idea" exercise...

It was unfair of me to
put that pressure on you

when you're not ready. Truth is,
nobody's gonna

take your ideas seriously
for a few years. So...

Just nail the small stuff. Yeah?

- This is bullshit.
- Okay.

The research is fundamental...

Must be horseshit.

It was good to clear the air,
though.

Yeah.

Once again,
you've wasted my time. Goodbye.

How did you two find each other?

Uh, university. Oxford.

I mean social circles.

How does an Old
Etonian end up pals

with a lad from the pit?

How do you expect to
sell financial products

if you sound like a miner?

Our college was a melting pot.

Mr. Clement? - No.

Where did you go?

That's me and our
erstwhile premier.

Absolutely cunted.

Gakked to the gills.

Reminds me that I
used to be beautiful.

Sixteenth of September, 1992.

Black Wednesday.
When we left the ERM.

The Exchange Rate Mechanism.

An early dalliance with
putting two fingers up to Europe.

Came here, forgot everything.

And that's the way this
business has always worked.

After the crash in '29,
they wallpapered the Union Club

with stock certificates.

You haven't touched your drink,
Robert.

We will be seeing Kaspar
Zenden here tomorrow afternoon.

I've built my career
writing Kaspar's business.

Now,
he's bringing along some new lackey,

Usman something.

You two will need to
find a way to occupy him.

With Felim gone,
the desk can't afford

to shed any more accounts.

And, gentlemen,

this is an important evening.

Get on the right side of Usman,

and you'll be on
the right side of me.

I need to pay Mrs.
Wilmslow. Excuse me.

This guy Usman
actually runs money.

I'll ping him an
intro. What's their mandate?

How do you not know that?

Mate,
it's Clement's only client.

Are you deliberately trying
not to impress your boss?

Harper,
are you a fan of Japanese whiskey?

My uncle was one of those
older middle-aged white men

who was overly into Japan.

That's usually a euphemism for,
like, an ethno-nonce or...

maybe just a real nonce. Anyway,
we had a load of it at his funeral.

Hello?

I mean,
the irony was that he was actually abused,

he wasn't the abuser.

- I cannot believe you left me last night.
- What are you talking about?

I presume I should
bring a bottle tonight?

Tonight?

Yasmin's dinner.

I am coming as a sort of pastoral figure,
right?

Like, um,
advisor to the youth. Youth advisor.

- I know!
- It's the only evening I can do.

- Yeah. No, no. That's great.
- Okay, cool.

- I
- told him to fuck off in perfect Russian.

All right, bitch, I'll see you next week.

Someone should tell
her they monitor those.

Yeah.

Always a pleasure, Daria.

Greg.

Shut up.

You all right?

Mate,
of course I'm chasing tonight.

I'll only look like this once.
And by "this," I mean gorgeous.

Nah. I'm moving sides tonight.

Your loss, buddy. Peace.

Oi, follicles...

The loo's out of order. Again.

The smell.

Honestly,
I cannot believe that came out of a woman.

I need a favor.

Seaweed.

Thanks. Shoot.

So, uh,
Aubrey from Allerton is coming in tomorrow,

and I need a pack put together.

Just boring data entry,
I'm afraid.

How often they've been trading,
what volume, which asset class.

Needs to go back
the last three years.

I... I know it's not
the sexiest of work,

but you'd be getting
me out of a hole.

And we can meet
with Aubrey together.

That'd be great.

Yeah, just send over the info,
and I'll get right on it.

Great,
thank you. Appreciate you.

I am the marketing
man. All the flow is me.

So, these will be 55 pounds.

Are you joking?

Doors closing.

Lift going up.

Are they for Greg?

You know,

you don't have to
jump on the first guy

- who sits next to you.
- I am hardly jumping on him.

Well, do you like him?

I've never really
dated a white guy.

Floor eight.

So,
why would you start with someone

- who's effectively your boss?
- He's not my boss.

Well, he's your superior.

Why not just act
like a normal person

and fuck a load of
strangers via technology?

The apps make me hate
myself. Every time I get a match,

it's with some guy at a wedding,

or a Chad who's
"into biracial chicks."

Right. I've
got loads of dating profiles. Look.

- Tory Robert. - Wow.

See, every day,

I match with about a
million different variations

of the same girl called
Portia who works in PR.

Or...

Ketty Bob.

Loves talking about
how hungover he is

and pretends he
voted for Corbyn.

It kind of works on, like,

flighty art types who always
have a "guy taken too young"

on their Instagram.

Mmm.

Come on, hey.

Oh, you know,
these girls, right?

They always have
some gorgeous guy

who died in his early twenties by,
you know,

suicide, car crash, whatever.

And every year,
they just wheel him out for the likes.

Ketty Bob obliges.

This screams insecurity.

All right,
good one. Give me your login.

No.

Give me five
pictures where you're not smiling.

- What's wrong with my smile?
- Well, it's too sweet.

How do you even have the time?

Has Gus muscled in already?

Sorry,
I'm not sure I can help with that.

Inevitably.

Biggest ass in
the league since Joe Cole.

If you bet on Liverpool at home,
they're only, like, 1.2, 1.3,

- but, mate, it's free money.
- Username is my email.

Password is
"password" without the P.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

It's printing money.
Just size up on the bet.

Harper,
what's the ETA on the pack?

Not long. Getting there.

Is that how far you've got?

Um,
I'm just working on this pitch for Eric,

but I think it could be
commercial for the desk.

Okay, but I need to review it
before the meeting tomorrow.

Can you get it to me
before the end of the day?

If you can't, just say. I mean,
we'll... we'll work it out.

Yeah, hundred percent.

Great,
thank you. But don't kill yourself, okay?

- You're up! - Oh.

- Is that your trade idea?
- Yeah. Yeah, sure. Um...

Just...

Um...

So,
I'm thinking that we express the view

- via the Homebuilders sub-index.
- Is this all you've done?

I didn't know that you were
expecting it finished by...

I expect you to have
expectations of yourself.

Yeah. Sorry. Daria
needed me to prep

some decks for her
Allerton meeting tomorrow,

and it just sort of took over.

She wanted me to sit
in that meeting with her,

so I thought that that was
a great opportunity for...

Okay,
here... Here's how it's gonna go.

You're gonna pitch me this
again in the morning meeting.

And it's gonna be
the version I asked for.

In front of the entire team?

In front of the entire team.

Be like a priest at the pulpit.

Clarity...

and conviction.

Is that, like, a punishment?

Or an opportunity.
It's up to you.

Don't... don't make me feel
like I'm not special, Harpsicord.

I'm starting to feel that way.

You know that Ben James
runs club nights now?

What else do you do with a
2:2 in Modern Languages?

Yeah, well,
it looks... aggressively homosexual.

It's tomorrow. D'you fancy it?

Uh, I didn't get an invite.

Not on a school night, mate.

Um, I should go. I'll see you tomorrow,
yeah?

See you, Rob.

Why is he always so miserable

after you've made him come?

Listen, mate,

are you sure that you
know what you're doing?

Because I can see it,
and I'm not sure that you can.

Are you only reading that now?

I'm already in a
dialogue with Usman.

I'm working on
a pitch with Theo.

I hope I
can keep this down after today.

You'd better.

So, um,
we're launching sub-sites

for Brown, Princeton,
and Harvard.

- Hi! So sorry I'm late.
- Oh, wow. Hey!

Hi. Hey.

Finally.

And, uh,
we're setting up an office in New York.

- I'm so sorry.
- It's fine.

I've told him I'm not built for
a long-distance relationship.

- - So...

Hey. - Hey.

Don't worry,
I'm only here to be fed.

No. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

So,
how do you actually make money?

I know that's a
naff thing to say,

but the idea of people

actually making money
doing something they love

fills me with pain, so...

Just traditional revenue streams,
really.

Um,
things like targeted advertising.

Cool. - Stuff like that.

Okay,
so I have a problem with these algorithms.

I'll be watching Trump, right?

And then I'm pushed towards some

red pill "menimism" where before I know it,
it's like 4:00 a.m.

and I've been watching
seven hours of...

what can only be described
as anti-Semitic propaganda.

Okay, well, you are clicking it,

so that is what the
internet thinks that you are.

- True, I had a great time. I loved it.
- That's how that works.

- Speaking of which, whoopee-do!
- Oh.

Oh, my God. Is this
really called "Black Nikka"?

Wha...

I never really
thought about that.

It's... it's two Ks, not two Gs.

You swing and a miss, buddy.

Now I feel like the ethno-nonce.

Yeah, you should. You should.

So,
what was holding you up, anyway?

No. No. We're not talking
about work.

So how do I actually
eat this? I don't want to offend

any more cultures
than I already have.

- Bang it all in the one bowl.
- Okay.

What's that?

It's just Rob being an asshole.

So,
Eric's sucked you into his vortex?

No, he just, um...

Uh, he wants me to pitch an
idea in the meeting tomorrow.

- Whoa! - Cool.

Thank you.

Wonder what
Daria thinks about that.

That's amazing.

That CPS lets your
pitch at your level.

Thanks.

Eech!

So, you know how all those
houses in London sit empty?

- - I went as a kid, and...

Am I being paranoid,

or did Harper's trade idea
sound like a veiled swipe

at my parents'
financial situation?

"Non-dom tax exiles buying up properties,"
I mean.

I dunno, you know.

I checked out when
Greg started talking about

taking equity out of his flat.

Why is that guy
hanging out with us?

There is no way,
no way, she likes him.

- She does. - Really?

Have you asked her?

'Cause he just
followed me to the toilet

and offered me acid.

What? - SEB: Yeah.

It's a Tuesday.

I cannot believe Eric lets
her speak in their meetings.

Right,
you invited her to live here,

so you can't start doing that.

All I'm saying is we should
probably make her feel...

comfortable 'cause
this is obviously

a bit of a culture shock.

All I am doing is making
her feel comfortable!

Yes, you are. Of course you are.

No one else could do what
I do. I'm a fucking magician.

- - I am.

I know you are.

The guy, uh,
went on to be a grant-giver

to a lot of, uh,
British public schools.

So that doesn't surprise me...

Fuck.

Are you gonna dry
dishes with that hand?

Shit, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

And this is my room.

- The small one.
- Nice!

- Is that... Yasmin? - Oh,
I have no idea.

This is gonna sound really
weird and a little bit cruel, but...

I feel like I'm really only
doing this to placate Yasmin.

Yes.

Totally.

But I thought you
wanted me to come.

No, yeah. I did,
I did. I just, um...

Yeah.

It's messy.

Same desk.

- I'm old as fuck. -

Yeah, the truth is that, um...

I have nothing better to do.

Is that really unattractive?
Does that make me

- really unattractive?
- No, you are attractive, Greg.

I really should be
working on that...

- pitch, anyway, so... - Yeah.

Yeah. Uh-huh,
thank her for dinner.

Okay. Before we go,
is there anything else?

Let's wrap it up.

I've actually worked
on a special product

that we could be making
some noise with today.

Do we have
time for a grad pitch?

Go ahead.

So,
I'm pitching a hedge on the housing market.

Uh, okay,
any analogy with the mid-noughties cycle,

subprime, it wouldn't work.

Less overbuilding,

less borrowing against
existing home values...

Well, don't you think the...

Homebuilder stocks
are looking a little toppy?

That's not our house view.

The house view's consensual.

Counter-consensus
is where we live.

Keep talking.

Initially,
I was thinking some puts on the S&P,

maybe linked to a call on gold.

But maybe something
more housing specific.

With the labor market
going gangbusters like it is?

It really doesn't make sense.

Let her... let her finish.

So...

The product I have
the traders looking at

includes a put option on
the Homebuilders index

and a call option on gold.

And a sweet kicker,

credit default swaps on the Homebuilders,
too.

It's the ultimate hedge

in a tidy suite for
client convenience

at margins big enough to
pay us while they own it.

The spreads are gonna be wide
enough to drive a bus through.

That's our bread and butter.

We get paid,
no matter what plays out.

I want you putting
that in front of Allerton.

You're seeing Aubrey today,
aren't you?

Um...

Aubrey's been
inactive for too long.

Daria's... She's got her...

She's got her own way of doing things,
but it's time wasted.

I don't want to
step on her toes.

Her toes are the last thing
you'll be thinking about on RIF.

Just tell me what
the appetite's like.

I'll think about putting
it in front of my guys.

Okay.

- I'll get the next one.
- What's this?

That's a new fund out of
Brevan. Just more noise.

...disgusting pastries. And
by "disgusting," I mean they're great.

Swaps, futures, ETFs...

So, I know that we said we were
scrapping Yasmin's Trade Idea,

but I was talking to
Harper from Cross Product,

and she was telling me
that she has this pitch

she's putting together
on the housing market...

Eric has his way of doing things,
we have ours, okay?

Okay. I just really think
that with a minor spin

this could be
interesting for us.

Harper said last night

that Daria's putting her into
a meeting with Aubrey Lewis

- from Allerton this afternoon...
- Aubrey's in the building today?

Yeah.

What the fu... Come with me.

Daria.

My grad tells me you
have a meeting with

- Aubrey Lewis this afternoon?
- Yeah, that's right.

Allerton is dual-coverage.
Someone should have told me.

Sorry,
can you remind me who you are?

I'm joking, Kenny.

We're not discussing
FX business.

All right, w... well,
I still think we should be

- a bit more coordinated.
- Aubrey does most

of his business
through this desk.

Okay, fine,
but Yas... Yasmin has formulated

an interesting play
on the housing market,

and I would like her in there
to gauge the temperature.

I don't want
grads pitching in my meeting.

Not pitching. No.
Just observing.

Okay. Sure, fine.

Meeting's at 3:00.

Much appreciated.

You sit in. You keep quiet.

Note down every
single thing that's said.

I don't fuckin'
believe that woman.

He's meant to be an FX account.
CPS have fucking poached him.

Does... does your wife

not get irritated when
you don't come to bed?

Yeah, but she gets me back
by keeping me up all night.

- Sleep apnea.
- Have you tried hot yoga?

Is that the same as Bikram?
Strikes me as unhygienic.

Yes, they had to change the name

because of his
sexual misconduct.

Ah, well,
you've gotta be careful whenever there's

a room of people
really listening to a man.

It all leads back to the
same thing.

So, I've had some thoughts
about how you're positioned.

You know me,
Daria. Wouldn't know the sky was blue

if you didn't bring
me a color chart.

Do you have any
tail-risk hedges on?

I would advise against.

It's not the
Pierpoint house view.

Isn't there merit
in at least exploring

some kind of insurance?

Sometimes, yes,

- but all things being...
- I've been working on a hedge

on the housing market that I...

Yes?

Nothing, nothing, sorry.

I just thought Daria would
prefer to lead on this one.

Okay. But this is a CPS meeting,

and you're here to observe,
so...

Ladies,
you know I'm all ears for new ideas,

but let's not discuss
them on Aubrey's time.

Okay?

So, as I was saying,
I've been talking to some of the analysts,

and I think we should discuss

the dollar-sterling
cable opportunity.

I mean, we expect the dollar
to rally against the pound.

Look,
I'm getting frustrated, Chase...

Grand slam?

Yeah, I think it went well.

Well,
did... Did he buy it or not?

I didn't... There wasn't really
enough time to get into...

Not enough time?
You were in there forty minutes.

So... So why am I
sending you into meetings?

Respectfully, Eric,
I brought her into the meeting.

Aubrey's been my
client for three years.

I know his needs.

With what he pays,
his needs are subordinate to mine.

Again, respectfully,
I have to disagree.

Harper had the balls to work
on something that was cogent

and commercial enough
to be put in front of clients.

We reward her.
That's the system.

And if you'd asked me about it,
I could've provided you

with a list of more
suitable clients.

I'd appreciate not
being ambushed.

Jesus Christ,
you want to make MD early,

and I still have to hold
your fucking hand?

No, that's not what I said.

I'm just saying a level of
respect in the workplace isn't...

And what the
fuck were you doing,

taking FX in there with you?

She's a grad,
Eric. It was... It was a favor.

Can you tell me the yield
you get out of that account

versus the hours you put in?

'Cause this isn't a
fucking social club.

If you're gonna
spend time stroking

these clueless fucking chinless
country club fucking Henrys,

I want to see it in dollars.
It's fucking pathetic otherwise.

Okay.

What's our number?

What is our desk's
budget for the year?

How does nobody know
that fucking number?

I go to bed with that number!

We owe our clients nothing.

We have no
fiduciary responsibility.

We're advisors,
we are facilitators,

first and foremost.

You can't fucking
facilitate nothing.

Daria should fucking know that.

Sit at your desk and call
Allerton every twenty minutes

till Aubrey's
back at the office.

Do not leave the floor
until he's heard you out.

And if he doesn't want
us to write his business,

any fucking business,

I want him pulled off every
distribution list he's on.

Because I hate to brag,
but I've come in again.

You know what I say, Kaspar.

One meeting with management...

Is worth a thousand
research reports.

- -It's good to know I'm valued,
then.

Nobody's gonna tell you they love you,
Theo.

It's not like people
pay for research.

No,
that's exactly what we pay for.

- Wine, sir?
- Not for me, thank you.

Are you sure we can't tempt you?

I don't drink.

Hi, this is Harper Stern
from Pierpoint again...

Hello
again. Is it Aubrey you're after?

Is he back?

- Um, just now, but he might be...
- I'll hold. I'll hold.

Hey, Dar.

We're having the den redone.

Can you... Can you lend
that world-class eye again?

Yeah, let me see.

Well, we agreed on green.

Hello? Harper, Hello?

Hi,
Aubrey. It's Harper from Pierpoint.

Yeah, what can I do for you?

- It's two greens...
- Eric asked me to call you.

I have an interesting counter
to your current exposure.

The analysts think that
equities will continue to rally,

but I think that there is
some risk in that view.

I think that housing
is rolling over.

So, what are you offering me?

It's a combination of puts,
calls, and CDS

packaged in an elegant,
cheap suite.

No, I don't trade CDS.

Why?

I don't trade
products I don't understand.

Well,
these are packaged in a digestible way.

You don't need to understand the product,
just the payout.

No,
incorrect. From tulip bulbs to CDOs,

newness has always
been a dangerous sign.

I'm not one of those
market participants

who trades in the dark.

Trust me. These
products aren't new.

Unfortunately,
I only trust myself,

but I almost trust Daria,
after three full years.

Is there anything else?

Harper?

Yeah, Aubrey,
while I have you on the phone,

do you wanna do that cable idea

that Daria was talking
about at the meet?

Sure. That's
transparent enough for me.

Make me a price
in fifty dollars?

Twenty/thirty?

Thirty. Fifty dollars.

Okay, so just to confirm,
you're 50 at 30.

Yeah, I'm in a bit of a hurry,
but that sounds great.

Thanks for your time.

Sounded like something.

Yeah, he's gonna think about it,
but I managed to get him to

trade some FX now. Fifty cable.

Did... Did he sell?

No, he bought it.

With sterling where it is?

Yes.

Thank you.

Hi.

- Long day.
- Doors closing.

Doors closing.

Lift going down.

Just an FYI, ladies.

It's cute that you're
living together,

but keep it
professional at work.

Understood.

Really sorry. It
won't happen again.

Doors opening.

I mean,
since Google went public in '04,

earnings are up a hundredfold,
the price is up tenfold.

Yeah, see,
that's real underlying business change.

You two must have
been at school together.

Uh, yeah, I was, uh,
two years above.

Same house.

Was he your fag?

Um...

I think that was
abolished in the '90s.

Well,
the Old Etonians' capacity for debate

continues to ruin the country.

Oh, shit. I've done it again.
How about a change of scenery?

- I feel sufficiently lubricated.
- Good.

Fine to settle?

Annabel's is calling.

Let's go
and pay some women to talk to us.

Malbec. Good choice.

My job's easier if Kaspar
thinks I'm conservative.

Shall we have one in Nobu?
It's only around the corner.

Excuse me, guys.

- Usman, very good to meet you.
- And you.

You know, Kaspar always said my,
uh, best business instinct

is my curiosity.

Have you ever
been to Sweat Prom?

Our mission tonight
is to get Gus pregnant.

- Where do they go to fuck?
- What?

You know,
when they want to go fuck?

Ah,
he wants to know where the dark room is.

Why you asking me?

Well, don't they build all
these places to standard?

Oi, Ben!

Look at you.

You all right, Rogers?

You well? This is all right,
innit?

Harper?

- Hey, yeah. - Hey. Will.

- Will, hi.
- If you hadn't guessed.

- - How's it going?

- Jesus, sorry.
- Whoa, good start.

- Sorry. - It's okay.

I was hawking
university application packages.

It's kind of like a "getting
into uni" consultant.

Everyone I worked with,
every single one of them, moron.

So, I'd have this call list,
Notting Hill, Kensington,

Chelsea numbers,
that sort of thing,

And as soon as somebody picked up,
you'd be like,

"Have you started thinking
about university preparation yet?"

Get the fear in them early,
you know.

How old are the kids?

Like 13, 14?

No fucking way. What do
you talk to a 14-year-old about?

Pussy, mostly. Yeah.

The boys are always
telling me what they wank to.

It is weird. It is weird.
But I just nod along.

"Oh, okay, mate, sure."

Kylie or Kendall?

Yeah, the dickhead didn't show.

Um... Uh...

Do you know her?

Why would I know her?

You just strike me
as the kind of guy

who would arrange a
multiple-choice date.

That would be sociopathic.

William Hunt.

- Mmm. - "Will hunt."

Is that, like,
a name or an M.O.?

Mmm. This dog will hunt.

- That's literally horrible.
- I felt bad saying it.

What do you think the record is

for the least amount of words
spoken at one of these before...

Before what?

- I haven't showered.
- I don't want you to.

Okay.

- Do you have a condom?
- Yeah.

Okay, get it.

Ah, an uncut dick.

I feel like I'm in a
Richard Curtis movie.

Yes...

Whoo! Yeah!

Whoo!

I have to go. You gonna be okay?

Get him anything he wants.

As long as he's alive in the morning,
we're good.

Mwah.

Mate!

Clapham. Can you go to Clapham?

Mate, don't go to Clapham.

All right? Never go
to fucking Clapham.

Let's just go home.

Go and secure the client.
That's what Clement would want.

Can you take us
to Finsbury Park?

Yeah, jump in. - Stay.

Clapham, please, mate.

No worries.

(WHISPERS) What the fuck? Dude, look.

You cannot just show up
here. Okay? Alice is here.

Is she asleep?

- Come on, let me in.
- Just go home. We'll talk about it tomorrow...

We're friends. Just let me in.

- Fucking stop pushing me.
- What you doing?

Mate. Shut up! Shh.

- Ooh!
- Shut up. Shut the fuck up.

Shut the fuck up.

Stop. Okay, stop.

Shut the fuck up.

You'll wake her.

So do you
seriously always chew gum

while you're having sex?

- Yeah, I mean...
- I didn't even notice.

- I just, um, I've always got gum...
- Do you want this?

- Yeah, I do. I really do.
- Don't tell anyone.

- Prefer it to staging a robbery.
- Oh, my God.

Hey.

Oh. Sorry, I, um...

I thought you went to bed.

Oh, yeah, no,
I'm just trying to unwind.

This is Will. But he's just leaving,
so...

Really, uh, wicked place.

- Thanks. - Thank you.

- D'you... Go ahead.
- Yeah, sure.

Uh, so,
thanks for that and that.

Right, yeah,
of course. See you about. Yeah.

- Bye. - Bye.

Is that a performance bonus?

Oh,
I think it was an attempt at chivalry.

- You want some?
- Okay.

I genuinely thought that
was Seb for a second.

That's why I chose him.

Listen.

I think if you want to pay rent,
then you should pay rent.

I think that's a
really good idea.

Is 3K fair? It is Notting Hill,
so...

We can figure something out.

What's it really like,
being a woman in this environment?

Not so much as being a man.

And there's always banter.

Banter? Sounds like a euphemism.

Well,
you have to have a sense of humor.

This is clearly a brain-fry,
um, I must've mis-booked it.

You come here because it's one

of the fewer places where
nobody cares where you're from.

You risk
your job if you don't come clean.

No,
no. I'm not allowed to make any mistakes.

So you lied to me?

Well, is it illegal?

There are many
potential role models here.

You can be one of them.

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