All language subtitles for Industry S02E02_English

Is she usually late?

Nope.

Well, things happen.

Things happen.

Yeah. Shall we order?

It's polite to wait, isn't it?

So we'll wait.

Felim Bichan
and his superstitions.

It's a shame because I prefer
the two of you together.

You know, I'm...

I'm sure she's got

- a good excuse.
- Right.

Any chance we could tempt
you on a tour of the floor?

Oh, I'm not particularly geared

towards making you look
like a rock star on the desk.

Uh, just the car please.

He wants to show you
how many screens he has.

Well, Bloomberg did actually
just hit me up

- with a six-monitor rig.
- That was great.

By the way,
we've just published our macro

- year ahead predictions...
- I'm sorry.

Do you have any idea
how often salespeople bring me

reams of immaterial material?

I'm just not interested
in people

who comment on
the direction of the wind.

I'd... I'd much prefer
if you could make it blow.

Ask yourself,
"What's your edge?"

How can you be

more essential
to me than these...

vultures?

Oh, um...

- Uh, actually, I'm, uh...
- Thank you for coming.

We've reserved
the box at Anfield

for you and Leo this Friday.

- Derby Day under the lights...
- John Henry's a close friend.

And on Friday, my son is ritually
humiliating me at tennis.

So, thank you but no thank you.

We've got a court
at the Hurlingham you could use?

We're very happy
with our new Highgate patch.

Um, yeah? Okay. Thank you.
Appreciate it.

Um...

Hey!
Good luck with everything.

Remember it's all just a cycle
of victory and defeat.

Excuse me.

What an epic bloke.
I think he likes me.

I was primary coverage
on Maxim's fund.

I've done a lot of work
with FutureDawn Partners.

Um, lots of
flow-slash-execution stuff.

But I would love to learn more
about Private Wealth Management.

"Flow."

You almost
make that sound delicious.

And the people?

They're fine.

Sorry. So, um...

what you'd expect.
You know, in line.

It's ugly work.
Market-facing roles.

There's nothing elegant
in that part of the business.

I imagine they hate you.

You know,

I think you've really
just crystallized that for me.

Yeah, I think
they fucking despise me.

Yes.

Oh, and the quiet heart
of the hatred,

which, of course,
they never ever

articulate to you is,
you're aspirational to them.

Hmm.

I am single, though.

I have this client and his son.

Enzo is a Cucinelli type.
Very rakish.

Rocco, I don't know as well.

He's, uh, harder to gauge.

More your age.

More forward-looking.

Yeah, I would love to.

It's a personal service.

They are paying us to...

be at the end of a phone,
to take them out for dinner...

to make them feel safe.

Investment returns

are as steady and as boring
as a savings account.

But...

a savings account
does not come with us.

I have to say...

I love your shoes.

Client favorite.

The company is Rican Healthcare.

Leader in
the telemedicine space.

Last year created a need...

Pricey healthcare
subscription service.

Remote doctors.

Helps rich people
get medical access without...

leaving
their Chelsea Mews house.

A consortium of PE firms

provided rescue financing
to them

at the peak of the pandemic.

Now, we have
exclusively negotiated

with one of these firms
to acquire their blocks

at three percent discount
and place it with our clients.

So, as of now.

I'm the proud owner of
75 million shares of Rican.

As handsome
and inspirational as I am,

I'm not a captain of industry.
I'm a market maker.

So, sadly, I'm not looking
to keep the shares...

You're looking to flip them?

You're not
a total lost cause after all.

Thanks for joining us!

Yeah, uh, the lock-up period
has just ended.

So your clients should know that

this is the best opportunity
since Rican went public

to obtain a block of shares
and get in on the story.

Danny, can you pass out
the deal sheets?

Yeah.

So, here is a list
of significant investors

that have expressed interest
in either the name...

or the sector.

There you go.

Remember, this isn't an IPO.

There won't be
a month-long roadshow

to drum up interest.
No batting of eyelashes.

We have less than 24 hours
to build the book

and adios the full position
out the door.

I'm happy to quarterback
on this one.

Felim Bichan
is the anchor of the deal, so...

- that's my client.
- Right.

The anchor is, uh,
numero one on the deal sheet.

Takes the largest chunk
of shares.

- Do you have to keep doing that?
- Between us, I, um...

I think the kid's got
a minor brain injury.

- Fuck off,
you Canada Goose nonce.

Eric, did Felim reconfirm
at breakfast?

The I-bankers upstairs who built the
book are happy with Felim as anchor.

But have also identified

Anna Gearing
at FutureDawn Partners

as a specialist in the sector.

- ESG fund. Social impact.
- One of the good guys.

It would behoove us
to know where Anna stands.

Who has the CPS relationship
with FutureDawn?

The deal sheet says
“Daria Greenock.”

- I knew her, Horatio.
- That deal sheet is out of date.

If it's Daria's slack,
I will look into Anna.

Right, yeah, please.

It's critical
her interest is firm.

Her fund is one of the most
clued up in the space.

They lead. People follow.

Now without her the deal's DOA.

Let's not give New York
an easy win by fucking this up.

Vamos!

Yo, you ever met
that Felim geezer?

I tried to take him whoring
once after a client dinner,

and he looked at me,
like I'm some...

I'm really sorry
that I missed breakfast.

I fucked up.
But I want to be honest.

Try it out.

I went to go see Bloom speak
at a town hall.

I mean, speak is a bit kind,
he bloviated.

It was a distraction.
You were right.

I'll call Felim
with a credible excuse.

How was it?

Did he confirm tomorrow
as the anchor?

Don't do that. I don't want you
calling him anymore.

Actually, let's be unequivocal.

You are not to call Felim,
and if he calls the desk,

you're not to answer.
You set a meeting...

with a sensitive client
and bailed.

Forget bad business practice,
that's bad manners, straight up.

For a third-year analyst,

I gave you

a super-privileged position
and you shit the bed.

How can you even ask
for a sales credit split?

I tell you,
ladies and gentlemen,

this morning,
I am horny for flow.

I am horny for your mum!

Are you sure you're an intern?

Yeah, I know.

Might as well
call me Jerome Powell,

'cause I'm the fucking market!

Big 24 hours ahead of us.

Why are you late?

I had a meeting.

With a saleswoman
in Private Wealth Management.

Speaking of which,
how is Denise?

Are you okay?

I did a rotation in PWM

during my spring week
at Credit Suisse.

It was so... frothy.

Acronym. “Pussy's wet, mister!”

Kenny's late.

Kenny's in a breakfast meeting

with an actual FX client!

Look, I'm happy to give you
special privileges given our...

you know,
daedalian complications,

but don't take the piss.

I was looking up
different parts of the bank.

You know, “One Pierpoint.”

Plots. Schemes.
Career machinations, whatever.

File them all away under
“Not on my time.”

So, Venetia, how old were you

when you rode your first pony?

That's not a euphemism.

I'm asking when daddy got you
into the saddle, again, not...

Have you, uh,

touched base
with Anna Gearing recently?

- No. Why?
- Um, palace intrigue.

Lots of whispers of her name
on the floor

re the CPS equity deal
happening tomorrow.

I heard Anna's fund
moved to Berlin?

- Brexit exodus. Brexidous.
- Yep. German husband.

Yeah, well, nobody's perfect.

Presumably, perfect
Aryan kids though.

- So, swings and roundabouts.
- Boudicea and Olympia.

How do you know that?

I asked.

Look I know I was
probably born behind the curve,

but if anything comes in

from anywhere
on Gearing, deal with it.

It's an equity block
but she's still an FX client

and we need to at least
seem to know

what business she's doing
with this bank.

You want us
coordinating with CPS?

Fuck me sideways. God is dead.

We few, we few, we happy few.

We band of brothers.

Hi, Anna.
This is Harper Stern

- from Pierpoint.
- Who?

I was Daria Greenock's
backup coverage.

Oh, right. Yeah.

I tend to deal with
your FX Desk now.

They do my hedging.

Sure, um,
I was meaning to talk to you

about an upcoming equity block...

Sorry,
but I don't know who you are,

so why would I talk
to you about it? Take care.

Let me know
when you've connected with Anna.

When I have something material,
I will let you know.

Sorry. That...
That could've been an email.

I... I was...

Never mind.

You got any package, huh?

And I'll tell you,
that fruity little nonce,

was absolutely seething it.
And it wasn't even hot...

Hey, where are you...
Where are you from?

Uh, Upstate New York.

- Binghamton.
- Oh!

- You?
- The... the city.

- Actually, Upper West Side.
- Hmm.

- Oh!
- Yeah.

"Van Deventer."

That doesn't sound very Black.

Well, nor does Stern, so...

Yo!
Felim is banging the line...

- Is that the anchor?
- Mm-hmm.

Pick it up.

Pick up the phone.
It's the deal anchor.

You have
the relationship, right?

I do, but Eric very explicitly
took me off the account.

Where's Eric?

He's taken an inopportune time
to void his bowls.

His diet must be very fibrous

because it keeps
Seiko-quality time. So...

He's taking
the brutal shittings.

You're banned
from ten-minute turds.

Good, it's a crime scene
in there.

- The size of those things...
- Answer the phone.

Thanks.

- Good morning. Harper speaking.
- Good morning.

Sorry to have
missed you earlier.

- My apologies for that.
- Nae bother.

So, run me through the deal.
How's the book shaping up?

Uh, it's building nicely.

Almost covered.
We're just waiting on some

sector specialists
to confirm participation.

How do you mean
“almost covered?”

I was assured plainly

that Anna had done the work
and it was in the book.

I'm sure that
that's just timing.

I'm told that this deal
will come cheap to comps

- and trade well in the breaks.
- I couldn't give a hoot

that the sellers
are eager to sell.

Two pounds lighter, lad. Yeah?
- Sure.

If Anna's not participating

then I'm not gonna anchor it.

And Pierpoint have a dead deal,
understood?

- You know, frankly, Harper...
- Felim, if you could just...

this isn't the news
I was expecting.

Particularly from
someone so junior

and marketing
one of her first block trades.

Anraj, you cannot fucking talk.

Yours rival Celine,
a distressed debt trader.

About four foot.
Very avian. Very French.

Let me tell you, mortar shits.

Blitzkrieg and hellfire.

You know when she's been in

because the cleaners went in
straight after...

Felim.

Felim... look, if these are
pre-match jitters,

let's work it all through.
Call me coach. Let...

Trust me.
Anna has already done the work.

She already owns the name.

She was a size buyer post-IPO
and she is gonna add.

It's not a matter of if.

It's a question
of how many boots

she has to fill.

'Cause the lady
is filling her fucking boots,

let me tell you.

She's in.

You know, I can't do that
over the phone.

You have to trust me.

What did you do?
He just pulled his order.

I didn't tell him anything

that wasn't
in the talking points.

I gave him
the shape of the book.

See?

Cause, you don't listen.

Effect, needless work.

Look, why are you
balling her out?

It's not her fault
you don't communicate with her.

Oh. Why would you misrepresent

Anna's interest in the deal
to Felim?

- I am doing our job.
- Right.

Our job is to help people
make the decision

that we know they need to make,

often much faster than
they're comfortable making it.

Anna will come into this book.

The deal has
the right characteristics.

Sellers, discount, upside.
The stock will trade higher.

And Felim would have called me

and said, “Eric,
what was I worried about?”

People are just
knots of fear, okay?

We loosen them, we win.

This isn't Utopia. This is par.

It's how it plays,

- if we just do our fucking job.
- Guys, guys, look respectfully,

you're running this
like a circus.

You don't mean it respectfully,
so don't say “respectfully.”

New York was
a democracy of competency.

We held each other accountable.
We managed up with that.

You are no longer in New York.

And there was talk about this,

but hell,
this is the rumor made flesh.

You cross the Rubicon with me,
it's goodnight, Vienna.

In no uncertain terms.
You fucking follow?

- Yeah.
- Yo! Lads and lasses!

Please, for the love of God, don't
tell me this book is falling apart.

I'm leveraged enough
that even someone as dodgy as me

- couldn't hide the losses.
- It's under control.

I'm calling Anna.

Watch me do your jobs.

Eric Tao for Anna.

What do you mean
she's not taking any more calls?

She's in the calls business.

Honestly, fucking salespeople.

If we can't move
this pot of block,

I am gonna personally bowcat
all your mothers.

This hurts my cock.

Diana is a lot of things,
but number one,

she's very fucking expensive.

You know her old fella's
best mates with Farage?

Yasmin, do you have
a relationship

with Anna Gearing at FDP?

He is gonna look at me
at the altar

and do that
Basil Fawlty double take.

- Good morning.
- My desk needs to get

in touch with her urgently.

It's always urgent.

I've been doing
some hedging for her

- in lieu of Kenny.
- Okay.

Do you have enough of
a relationship

that you could vouch for me?

She's not going
to tell you anything

- if she doesn't know you.
- Okay, that's fine.

I will deal with that.
Can you just make the connect?

Come on,
this is critical business.

Is there a patient
dying on a table somewhere?

Hey!
What the fuck are you doing?

Whatever your little issue is
with me,

it could cost the firm
a fuck ton of dollars.

Maybe you should
think about that then.

Our CPS team are dealing
with the Rican Health block,

but they're a fucking circus.
I'll keep you posted...

Unbelievable.

What a little drama queen.

I've you some krone
movement down the back there.

Why is the air conditioning

so fucking cold?

- So, listen...
- Do you remember

the day I did this?
You were so young.

Fuck, what year was it?

- It's one long blur.
- Not that young. Just 24.

You were so fucking angry
with me.

Yeah. Yeah.
I spent a lot of money on it.

Relatively.

I can't believe
you never said anything to me

when I was wearing a fucking
Hermès tie on the floor.

It was my first trade.

Old school bullshit.
You still wear two-tone shirts.

You know that was the, um...

That was the first night
we got drunk together.

Put it back on.

You know, candidly, I heard
a little bit about you two.

People are complex, but, uh...

when these things
become more material...

i.e., they look likely
to cost the desk dollars...

I feel obliged to say something.

I knew you before your face
was troubled by a razor.

Okay. We done?

I really think
Adler would like to see

some of that aggression
channeled into driving business.

- Just say what you're saying.
- The data speaks for itself.

You've had
a couple soft quarters.

One is a pass.
Two could be terminal.

The desk has, or Eric has?

I know Felim was central

to whatever halo
Adler may have put on you.

So, it's best to
keep him happy, no?

Okay, so pragmatically,

the six inches
in front of our face.

How do we resecure the anchor

and not take a huge bath
on a 3.3-billion-dollar deal?

Let me work Felim.

I've talked him
on to and off enough ledges.

In the spirit of pragmatism,
Harper is a third-year analyst

and she knows
to get the fuck out of our way

on stuff that carries

high reputational
or financial risk.

You know, there's more
to good communication

- than just talking a lot?
- She's a third year.

She has zero value
to a client without me.

And you have
unearned management pretensions

that sound pathetic to my ear.

Hey, Eric.

Eric, you know, I've always
considered you a mentor,

so, everything I'm saying,

I'm saying
with my cap in my hand.

I am going
to fucking cut you open

and climb inside you

- if you don't sort this...
- Right.

I need you to know,

that he and I do not have
the kind of relationship

that people are saying
that we have.

Hey, why don't you
concentrate on

making people realize
that you're here for...

your talent, rather than
because your boss likes you.

Okay?

So, we have
a block of Rican Health to go?

Nah, it's not really my sector
when I dabble in equities.

Any FX plays off its back?

- Uh, let me get back to you.
- Anraj!

Oh, right. Yeah.

The age-old salesman response

when he has no idea
how to answer.

- Nicole...
- Don't talk back to me,

- get me my lunch.
- I'm just a kid, all right.

- I have no fucking clue.
- Well, how refreshing.

Oh, and I love the way you, uh,

you presuppose
that I'm going to deal with you

without ever meeting you.

Well, I'd never be
so presumptuous.

No, I save
that kind of entitlement

for the chins you marched over
on your way up.

No, I've, uh,
I've booked us dinner.

- A client dinner.
- Oh, have you?

No. But I'm about to.

- At your favorite place.
- Which is?

No idea.

But you're about to tell me.

Hey.

Hey!

Sorry, what?

Uh, how about a comma?

A bit of punctuation?

Well, otherwise, the day's
just word soup, right?

This is a period.

- My day is over.
- Look, come on.

I can tell you don't
leave work at the office.

Quiet moments alone
are important.

A little communion
with yourself, you know.

Yeah why... why are you laughing
at me?

That's mad corny.

Right. Well, don't shit
on what works for me.

I'm just...
a corny guy leading my life.

Heart of a champion.

So...

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Look, I know today was tough.

But one thing you should know
about Eric...

youth terrifies him,
unless he can control it.

Nice comma?

Huh?

We can call this a dash.

A dash would be
a pint around the corner.

Yeah? Pier-pint.

Stop.

Uh, um...

Actually, me and a...
a couple of buddies from Nomura

are going somewhere called
The Slug and Lettuce,

uh, if you...

I'm... I'm really wiped.

- Next time?
- Yeah, of course.

- Cool.
- All right.

Is this too much for Celeste?

No, you look good.

Seductive, but,
in a business kind of way.

This Owen Jones is very readable
for a socialist.

- ♪ So I'll fight sleep With ammonia... ♪
- Okay.

Yeah.

- ♪ And every morning
With eyes all red... ♪

What's the line there...

in PWM?

I dunno.

Available to the right
kind of person?

♪ Can't help it
If we're titled... ♪

Oh, God.

Not sure how far
I wanna push that.

♪ If we ♪

♪ I am actually good ♪

♪ Can't help it
If we're tilted... ♪

- Okay.
- Don't go too far.

I intend to have you again
in the kitchen.

I've never
actually been down here.

The décor has become
uncomfortably Levantine.

What are...
What are you doing here?

You look great.

Wow!

Very grown up.
Very... professional.

How is the job?

I don't have time
for whatever this is.

I'm only here for a few weeks

to get some financial things
in order, but...

it would be great to get supper.

Or... or a quick drink?

- Are you sick or something?
- Would you care?

Don't say fucking stupid things.

Sorry.

Open casket
or am I too under-exercised?

You know, heavy?

I got a Peloton, but I find it

deeply disturbing.

And I can see myself
in my reflection,

and for fuck's sake
if that's what I look like,

why haven't you
marched me outside

- and put me out of my misery?
- I have to go to work.

I hope those panties
are coming off!

Wow!

Charlie.

I thought your father
put you in charge of my money,

not my daughter.

Joking.

I've had this priced
into your relationship

since you were nine years old.

I think you're
misremembering our youth.

I'm ten years older than her.

Yeah, that's what it is.

He misremembers it.

I heard your papa
has been pitching

for clients in Dubai.

He should just stand outside
Harrods screaming,

"Will trade financial advice
for saffron cake."

Okay.

I have to go.

I'd really love to get dinner
whilst I'm here.

You know, they wanna call me,
um, plucky,

because I worked
back-office operations.

And they wanna build
this whole picture, like, um,

my mother loves snooker...

and had brandy
with her cornflakes

and died stupid and unhappy.

My mother is lovely by the way
and likes to read.

- But that doesn't conform?
- Exactly.

They, uh, they pigeonhole you.

They make you noble

because they can't understand

how someone who sounds like me
has got so much fucking money.

And by making you noble, they...

- Make you an anomaly.
- Hmm.

You know,
so you're not successful,

you're a success story.

Yeah, and a success story
just enforces

the rigidity of
where you come from.

Your difference.

The structure stays the same.

They keep their power.

You know, my mum
always used to say to me that...

“If there's still gonna be
an upper class in this country,

then you're gonna be
a part of it.”

And, uh,
what does she think of you now?

Uh, she's dead.

I never assimilated.

I just earned.
And didn't give a fuck.

You sure
you don't wanna join me?

I'm okay for tonight.
If that's all right with you.

Bouts of abstinence give
the illusion of control, Robbie.

You know, my mum always used

to force people
to call me Robert.

I bet you used
to watch YouTube tutorials

on received pronunciation,
didn't you?

Okay.

You've done the requisite amount
of personal seduction

to make me feel
slightly more comfortable

buying something off you.

So, why are we here?

And I will take a business
or existential answer.

Well, let's stick to business.

It's firmer ground.

So, shorting krone is the play
for the next 24 hours

around
the Rican Healthcare block,

so the FX desk tell me.

There's Norwegian pension fund
activity around the deal.

That's a very imaginative take
on an equity story.

I was expecting something
a little more rote.

Well, you know,

there's nothing rote
about us, Nicole.

There are
only so many riding crops

you can sell
until you have to move

into the BDSM community.

You know what I mean?

Oh, my God...

Are you coming for black coffee
at Vanderville's next week?

I got a spare room
with some friends.

You don't need to do that.

It's okay.

No, don't worry.
Really. I mean, honestly, dear.

I've already
forgotten about it, yeah?

Let's continue to enjoy
our evening.

So?

She was in my class at Bocconi.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Now she the COO
of some Airbnb clone.

Only perverts let other people

sleep in their beds.

- Ciao. Buena notte.
- Buena notte.

- Ciao.
- Ciao.

I'm so sorry.

It's a confusing space
when you're new.

I spent my early twenties
torturing myself

about how anyone could
ever take me seriously.

I felt ostracized all the time.

And then I realized,
I was the club.

I was the party.

The only member was me.

People are lucky
to be in your company.

Not the other way around.

I found...

the most personal
of my professional relationships

bear the most fruit.

You don't have to like someone
for them to be useful to you.

This was
an interesting experiment.

♪ I looked into her eyes... ♪

♪ There I saw ♪

♪ Smoldering fire... ♪

♪ I held her in my arms ♪

♪ As we stood on the threshold ♪

♪ We stood on the threshold ♪

♪ Ooh, we stood
On the threshold ♪

♪ Of paradise ♪

♪ Ooh... ♪

It's a shame that we're forced

to make the choices
that dictate our life

when we're too young to know
that we're making them.

♪ I held her... ♪

I'm old enough
to be your mother, aren't I?

♪ Golden flames... ♪

I used to know
Chris Evans once, you know.

What, Captain America?

No. No.

No, the ginger one.

- He's very pinty.
- Right.

♪ As we stood
on the threshold ♪

♪ Ooh, we stood on the threshold
Of paradise... ♪

So...

a son says to a mum...

“I need my personal space.”

And the mum says back
to the son...

“You came out of
my personal space!”

♪ As we kissed in the night... ♪

Just enjoy it.

Hey, drive, pull over.
Take a walk.

♪ Then we kissed once again ♪

♪ As we stood
On the threshold ♪

♪ Oh, we stood... ♪

I don't wanna cum on my suit.
It's new.

Cum in my hand.

Mommy.

Christ.

Your flatmate's
really laying pipe.

Yeah?

It's good, right?

Use my ass!

I want to feel the full length
of your Black cock, pig!

Yeah!

Oh, yeah!
Use my ass! Use my ass!

Use this skinny white ass!

Can you leave?

Are you serious?

I'm... I'm just not
feeling it anymore, sorry.

- A bit of a tease, aren't you?
- Sorry.

I'm all fucking gacked up now.

Fuck sake.

You good?

They both left in a hurry.

Did you get the ick?
I definitely did.

I lost interest
somewhere between the...

cab and the front door.

It was such a relief
he just left.

Distracted.

Workaholism...

you know, it's a...
it's a tough diagnosis.

I just feel like
I'm getting in the way a lot.

You're the bane
of everyone's existence.

I'm joking.

I... I'm joking. Okay, um...

I'm going to give you something
I got a lot growing up.

Um...

You are good.

You are worthy.

Take what you deserve.

Benefits of a...
A very expensive education.

Point is...

stop waiting for approval.

What about you?

Me?

I just pound skinny white blokes
from Kennington...

in lieu of a career.

Turn your shit down!

You posh cunts moving
into my fucking neighborhood!

Oh, fuck off, you grass!

Who're you calling
grass, you little fucking melt?

I'll make ribbons of you,
you little Tory weapons.

Oh, fuck off, Grandad!

I'm gonna torch your
fucking gaff down

while you're sleeping,
you little Herberts.

I'll fucking cut you all.

Archie, call the police.

This is ridiculous.

Piss off! Just piss off!

You're making
actual fucking threats, mate,

okay?

Fuck off! Why on earth
is that fucking funny?

Fuck off
back to Islington, go on!

Oh, yeah.
I tell you what, mate...

With your
Chelsea boots, you wanker!

My dad was fucking born

just around
the corner near Potter's Bar.

Oh, blah,
fucking blah! Was he?

I don't give a shit.

Go on, you fucking haircut!
Get out of here.

Yeah, yeah, well,

at least I've got fucking hair,
you old bastard.

Oh, bollocks to you!

Midnight caller!

What's, uh, what's on your mind?

Please don't misread the hour
of this call as intimacy.

No, I never would.

I'm wide awake
and watching liberal media.

Hotel life.

Did you get anywhere with Anna?

Eric is usually
a Plan A kinda guy,

but if he fails to resuscitate
Felim's interest,

we would look very smart
to everyone

if we had something
in our back pocket.

I think
he's doing his common entrance.

Westminster's number one choice,
but, forgotten about their city.

Not very academic.

Good. Watch your top spin...

The amount of drop-shots
you're playing against me

is a particular kind of cruelty.

What the fuck is this?

- You good to keep going?
- You cannot be serious!

Remember,
I'm eleven quid a minute.

Don't go easy on me.

Serve's good, actually.

You're just
over-rotating a little.

You risk damaging
your rotator cuff.

Is this your son?

How old do you think I am?

This man is thirty years old,
and I'm paying him.

Leo didn't show.

Am I supposed
to be charmed by this?

Sorry. I can imagine
what this looks like.

But, uh, you did say
where you were gonna be...

Okay. Can you not?

Because that's
borderline behavior.

You asked
for something material.

I'm bringing you
something material.

It's exactly the kind of
post-pandemic play

that you like.
Exciting intel. Edge.

You know, during the gold rush

all the gold miners
actually went bust?

People keep bringing me
these vaccine plays.

The gold, which is actually
not worth that much.

I'm interested in
the picks and the shovels.

The people who sold those,

they were the ones
who came out on top.

Yeah,
this is a pick-and-shovel play.

Rican Healthcare.

- Huge block. Discounted price.
- Hey, one minute.

Cool.

No longer has an anchor.

Let's make that you.

Is there a specialist interest?

Anna at FutureDawn.
Not yet confirmed.

But looks likely.
She already owns it.

Is looking to add.

Nobody's participating
without a specialist interest.

What's your boss say?

Uh...

Okay.
Can I get back to my lesson?

Or you got an ice-scraper
for my windshield

you wanna sell me?

Let's get back to it.

I'm meeting Mr. Hanani?

- He's right there.
- Oh, thank you.

♪ Don't tell me... ♪

Thank you
for agreeing to see me.

I'm glad I can still
soften your heart.

Well, you're my father,
aren't you?

This neo-classical art deco
pan-European thing...

very oppressive.

Reminds me of a time
we should all prefer to forget.

Have you ever sat in a room
and not had to analyze it?

It's funny.

You're observational about
everything but your family.

I know I have
form in this department

but since your mother and I
are finally legally separating...

Divorcing.

You're getting a divorce.
It's a different thing.

These milestone events
tend to focus the mind,

give pause, you know,

illuminate mistakes.

Do you remember, um,

there was one summer,

where we got a boat

and we went around the coast,

we stopped off for the day
in Positano

and you bought me
this little duck toy.

It was like a knock-off
Donald Duck toy thing.

And I just threw it
straight off the boat.

Fucking duck toy!
Yeah, I remember.

What you didn't know was

how catastrophically hungover
I was that day...

- No, I knew.
- Theresa...

hit her head and was
in the hospital that evening.

Midnight swimming. Dive board.
What a weekend.

German nanny.
You were too young to remember.

But you sailed right back round
and bought me another one.

Yeah.

I spoiled you.

♪ I want to love... ♪

I think that was the closest
I've ever felt to you.

Have you ever thought about

managing the family's money
through Pierpoint?

It's good
to have you back, Kenny.

Uh, thanks. It's, uh,
it's good to be back.

Now behave yourself.

Hilary, can I speak to you?

I'm going to be spending

a little bit more time
off the desk.

If my work materially suffers,
don't be afraid to tell me,

but I'm going to be exploring
my options in Wealth Management.

And I assume
you're fine with it.

They're not exactly...

I mean, they all seem a bit
superficial up there.

Don't you want a job
with a bit of substance?

We're moving
people's money around, Hilary.

No, no, no, no, no.

What I do...

is far more important than that.

Jordan Peterson moves, you know?

Gets all his information
on a podcast,

lives at the gym, calls himself
one of them regulars.

Tough Mudder. Thinks running 10K
is a personality.

I tell you
who's not making his bed.

- Any attractive woman.
- It's a present from my wife.

Hang on.

Let's level with one another.

We're all cunts, aren't we?

So let's just lean into it,
yeah?

Guys, if you honestly think

this is the morning
for pleasantries...

Rob, you going to the meet?

Uh, nah.

I'm going to bell Nicole
at Mallon Mercer.

How did that go?

- She's a character.
- Hmm.

She sure is.

I'm gonna call her.

You said that already, dude.
You gotta do it.

Pretty open.
Nice and commercial.

I like it!
Hustle up for the meet.

They should hand out blindfolds.

Feels like
we're all going to the wall.

What do you have for me?

Buy dollar nokkie through me

pre the expected
deal announcement.

Well,
that's the worst-kept secret

in the market.

Okay, go for it. Go and buy it.

But what do you say?

I don't follow.

You say...

"Please."

Don't you?

- Do I?
- Yeah.

Yeah, you do.

- Please?
- Good boy.

Now buy it for me.

You know, this will be
the first trade

that I've booked under my name.

Well, what kind of person
would I be if I didn't drop

the ladder behind me?

Yeah, I suppose.

- Did you firm Felim up?
- I'm still working him.

Anna's unresponsive.
Brick wall.

I'm sure Felim's waiting
till the last minute

- to see if she participates.
- No.

No. It's not good enough.

We negotiated this
three-and-a-half-yard trade

at a ridiculously low
three-percent discount

because you assured us,

you had a concrete home
for the paper.

- He will call. Trust me.
- Yeah, all right.

But there was a time when
I would've taken that as gospel.

Look, I don't...

I don't deal in the subjunctive.

Conditional.

Conditional. Whatever fucking
tense that is, okay?

We open in 12 minutes.

My budget on this book
is a hundred million.

A hundred bars!

Okay, I'm simply not taking
a wash on half of that.

Losing fifty fucking bars?
No way.

I'm not being made
to look a cunt

because you guys can't do
the primary schoolwork

of placing stock.

- Rish, he's gonna call.
- Eric!

It's all right to act alpha
when we deliver alpha.

Okay, but this is cuck behavior.
And I do not like cuckoldry.

Okay. Okay. Look.

Let's operate from this basis.

Felim is out.
Anna's unresponsive.

Rishi is about to get hung
with a block of paper.

What's the strategy
if we leap from there?

Harper?

You're working on
some kind of insurance?

This should be good.

Nothing came of it.

Uh, what even was it?

Jesse Bloom.
Um, I met him.

And he said he wanted
more exposure

in the healthcare space.

Honestly, fuck this.
Fuck you. Fuck off.

If this hurts my compensation
or pushes me out the door,

I'm dragging you all
down with me.

Bunch of fuck faces!

Harper, maybe after
you've gotten through to Bloom,

you can try Bill Ackman next.

Or one of the Gettys.

In a situation as dicey as this,

let's try not to waste time,
okay?

We're collapsing
in the pre-market!

I don't have the lines
to hold this much size.

The bell rings in five minutes.
Get me a home for the paper!

- Felim's gonna call.
- He's not. Accept it.

I didn't know this desk
ran on blind faith.

It doesn't!
I know him. You don't.

- Okay.
- He's gonna call.

Four minutes!

I puke this paper
into the market,

eat the loss
and never forgive any of you.

Rish...
- Who is it?

Unknown number.

Felim?

♪

It's for you.

Hi, Harper.
It's Jesse Bloom.

Hi, Jesse.

I'm sick of commenting
on the direction of the wind.

Shall we make it blow?

I don't follow.

Let's find out
how essential you are.

What have you learned about
our friend Anna

and her interest?

Uh, I'm close. I'm close.
Do you mind holding?

Yas, I know, that I always say

that “this is
a matter of urgency”

but this really is
a matter of urgency.

I'm really sorry that I'm always
in such a rush with you

but I really need your help.

I need access to Anna. Now.

It's just a tickle,
99 percent sure it's not COVID.

Yasmin!
Good to hear from you.

- I miss having our natters.
- Same, same.

Let's book a phenomenal
comp night out soon.

Fine.
But you choose the place.

I never get these things right.

Look, I know you don't like

speaking to people
you don't know,

but I have Harper Stern
from Cross Product Sales

and I can vouch for her.

Will you give her
two ticks for me.

Tell her I'm busy.
She can have one tick max.

Anna's on.

You have no idea
how much I appreciate this.

It's just business, Harper.

Where are we?
Coffee's getting cold.

Yeah. Sorry. Sorry.
Can you just hold one sec.

- Anna, hi.
- Yep, quickly.

Fair warning. I'm not talking
about any imminent biz,

but happy to field
a quick question

as a favor to Yasmin.

Yes. We have
a mismatched FX trade

that my back office
is having trouble

getting in contact
with yours to confirm.

We booked Pierpoint buys
250 mil quid

- at 136.62, value spot.
- Absolutely not.

The direction is right
but the notional is wrong.

I specifically bought
250 million dollars

which I intend to put to work.

Anna, I'm so sorry. False alarm.
Um, you are right.

Pierpoint did sell dollars
in your amount at that rate.

No problem.
These things happen.

Anna isn't in the book yet.
But she is buying at the open.

How can you be sure?

Her flagship fund
is sterling denominated,

and when she wants to buy a US
asset she has to raise the dollars.

She's going to use it
to buy the stock. Guaranteed.

Okay. How much stock
does your trader have now?

- And where is it?
- How much do you have

- and what's the offer?
- Harper!

If you click me out
of a phone call while executing,

you will never
hear from me again.

I'm stuck with 50 million.

The last trade price was 45.

I can sell you
all 50 million at that price.

All right. Tell him I know
his order book is fucked

and the market opens
in 30 seconds.

I will take 50 million
at 44, not 45.

- He's running you over.
- Rishi, he's 44 bid.

Forty-four? Is he mad?

This is the best name
in the sector.

And it's already at a discount!
My price is 45.

Tell him if he likes it so much,
he can fucking keep it.

He says if you like it so much,
then you can keep it.

"Fucking keep it," I said!

He says if you like it so much
then you can fucking keep it.

He can have all 50 million
at 44 and three quarters.

- That's my final offer.
- How about this?

I'll buy 75 million. Not 50.

Seventy-five million
at 44 and a half.

Seventy-five million
at 44 and a half.

Seventy-five? I've only got 50!
This will take me short.

- No, fuck that.
- Okay, Jesse, how about this.

Why don't we do 50 now,

and we'll leave a working order
for 25 more after the open?

That works.

Limit 44 and three quarters.

Twenty percent of the ADV.

Fifty million
at 44 and three quarters.

Anraj, we got an order for
25 million more in the open.

I want you managing it.

Say less, squire.
It will be done, sir.

That's 50 million
at 44 and three quarters.

Yours.

Fifty million
at 44 and three quarters. Done.

Mine.

Who taught you to fish?

Hey! Really good shit!

Really good fucking shit,
Harper.

Eric, got Felim on line one!

Tell him he's in a queue now
and his order will have to wait.

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♪ This state of independence
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♪ Say ♪

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