Does Sandy really have syphilis? What if he has sores all over his body? What if his groin's all eaten away and the top half of him just falls off?
Syphilis... I think we started that rumor.
Karl Muller
I don't know. Late-stage symptom is dementia, I believe.
Yeah, you've been doing some panicky late-night googling there, Karl?
Nobody tells jokes anymore do they? Karl, do you have any jokes?
Karl Muller
What's that?
I'm saying, Karl... it's a bit dry in here.
Karl Muller
Oh.
Karl Muller
Um, uh, well, let me think, um... [stammering]
Oh, dry as fucking dust. Come on! Roast me! Hmm? Give me a drubbing! Frank, start. Be funny.
Uh, it's not really my thing, Chief.
Oh, so, what? You don't think I can take it?
No, it's just not my style. I mean, I can. Uh, the thing about Logan Roy is... T-- uh, the thing about Logan is he's a tough old nut. [laughs]
Oh, Christ. Sid fucking Caesar. Greggy.
You're mean. [clears throat] You're mean. You're a mean, old man. You're-- you're a mean, old bastard. Uh, and you scare the life out of folks. That's your thing. You're scaring me right now. And-- and that's why I don't even know how-- what to do.
Who wants to smell Greg's finger. Hey? Guess the scent, win a buck.
[Greg chuckles softly]
Where are your kids? Where's all your kids, Uncle Logan? On your big birthday?
Well, where's your old man, huh? Where's your old man? Still sucking cock at the county fair?
[Greg exhales sharply and smirks]
Gerri, been sent anything funny lately?
All a bit horrible for me. Thanks, Logan.
I'm not being horrible. I'm being fun. Fucking Munsters.
[After Kerry just left the room after exhibiting a nervous breakdown]
I think she's freaking out, Tom.
Karl Muller
Yeah.
Judging by her grin, it looks like she caught a foul ball at Yankee Stadium.
Here is the list of names. I think we divide up as soon as we get the-- Well, not the-- not the all clear but... once those 30 minutes are up--
Some of those it's-- it's small for-- Y'know, I think we should get Kerry to do them.
Oh, now you want Kerry to do it?
Karl Muller
Chuckles the Clown? I think not.
I would just like to say...
Karl Muller
Yeah.
...to this senior group of very respected greybeards that all I have ever personally asked is the chance to serve. I mean, I'm sick with grief.
Oh. You're sick with grief?
Well, you might wanna put down that fish taco. You're getting your melancholy everywhere.
Very funny, but... were the opportunity to arise, all I would say is that if there's a ring, my hat's in, respectfully.
Karl Muller
Well, I would just say, um, if we were to recommend you to the board...
Karl Muller
...the question they might ask, would-- [stammers] Can-- can-- Can I frame the question for you? But as a friend.
Karl Muller
Just so-- so you'd be...
Karl Muller
...be prepared. The negative case would go... [clicks tongue] ...you're a clumsy interloper and no one trusts you. The only guy pulling for you is dead. And now, you're just married to the ex-boss' daughter. [chuckles] And she doesn't even like you. And you are fair and squarely fucked.
[pause, Tom looks around in astonishment]
Karl Muller
Mm-hmm.
Come here a second. I wanna talk to you about something. In my role as executor, I've, uh, had passed to me a rather worrying piece of paper.
Karl Muller
Mm.
Karl Muller
M'kay. And...
[scoffs, chuckles, sighs]
Karl Muller
Who else knows?
As of now, as far as I know, just you and me.
Karl Muller
So what are you thinking?
Well, I honestly didn't even wanna start thinking till you were here.
Karl Muller
I mean... could it, might it, just... go away? I mean, it might get lost. I hope it doesn't. But what if... your hand goes a little wobbly and the draft takes it away and it gets flushed down a toilet by mistake. I'm kidding, of course.
No, sure, you're-- you're speculating in a comic mode.
Karl Muller
Yeah. In a humorous vain.
Karl Muller
We're not gonna let that little princess screw things up. Right, Frank? If Gerri's gonna block me, I want out. I want my fucking package. I am halfway in on a Greek island...
Karl Muller
...with my brother-in-law.
Congrats, congrats, congrats.
[glasses clinking]
What-- what-- what's going on there?
Is that-- is that the kill list? It is, isn't it?
It's just, uh, Jess managed...
...to get a hold of something. Um, uh, early draft. GoJo finance list of potential severance costs. It's highly provisional. It's-- it's caveated, subject to change. It would just be an interpretation.
Well, come on, Gerri. Don't leave us hanging. Who's on it?
GKGerry Kellman
Okay, if you insist. In seemingly no particular order, um, just, uh, potentially surplus to requirements are... Ray.
RKRay Kennedy
God fuckin' damn it.
That slalom motherfucker!
Naturally. It's just speculation.
Karl Muller
Let the good times roll.
Wait, wait. What-- wh-- what about Karolina?
She's... not on the list, so retained.
Uh, also not on the list.
Karl Muller
Tom? What about Tom? Tom-- Tom must be on the list.
Karl Muller
Oh, my God.
Great fucking trip. Highly fucking productive. So much for being raised by wolves.
Karl Muller
Yeah. Hi. Just-- Just to say good luck, huh?
Karl Muller
And, uh, just to get some visibility, if that's okay. I-- 'Cause I just heard that, uh, more tweaks have been made in my arena.
Karl Muller
Okay, well...
Karl Muller
...if I could just take a quick, quick peek.
Karl, man, it's not a good time.
Karl Muller
Oh, then if you could just talk me through it. Just-- No, just so I'm comfortable in my own mind that I got your back.
Karl Muller
What we--
Karl Muller
We really need--
Karl Muller
Just a sec. Hang on, just--
It's not a good time, Karl.
Karl Muller
Oh, really? Well, listen to me. I took a lot of shit from your dad because we've been through the mill. But I've been the CFO of major public companies for over two decades, and I know a thing or two about a thing or two. And if you fuck up his deal, or you try to stand up numbers that I am not comfortable with, I swear to God--
Hey, hey, hey. Hey. Easy. Easy. CEO. CFO.
Karl Muller
What? You gonna fire your chief financial officer a week in? Your dad just gone? [laughs] You'd be fucking toast. You have my dick in your hand, Ken. But I've got yours in mine. So let's get real. If you say anything that I don't like up there or make me look foolish, I'll fucking squeal.
[Kendall smiles and pats Karl's arm]
Karl Muller
Good luck. Good luck to you, buddy.
[Watching Tom and his entourage approach as he is about to become CEO]
So, what are you thinking? Golden Parachute?
Karl Muller
Or one last rodeo?
Karl Muller
What do you think?
I'm thinking we shoulda slit his throat in the cradle.
Karl Muller
Well, goes without saying.