MPMichele Pantsil
Connor? Hi. Sorry to interrupt. I'm Michele Pantsil. I'm-- I'm working on a study.
MPMichele Pantsil
I-- I spoke to Lester a lot toward the end. He always spoke so fondly of you.
Oh, I see you a mile away, sister. What, do you wanna dig through my treasure chest for some precious memory gems?
MPMichele Pantsil
No, I don't want to make anyone do anything they don't want to do.
Hey, if you wanna print something in your little book, you may print the following line: "Connor Roy was interested in politics at a very young age." That's it.
You know, uh, Greg... I know that, um... it wasn't cool, you know. The bottles, the attack.
[sighs] No, it didn't feel great.
I don't always like who I am, Greg.
Yeah, I-- I get that. But don't you think it might be just the right time for me to make a move?
Seriously, Greg? You're smart, you're ambitious, you're loyal. Why would I let you go? Come on.
Okay, wait. I have a thing, but I-- I'm reluctant to say.
[sighs] I-- I just-- I have some leverage, but I'm reluctant to use it. You know, in case it sours things for us.
I just-- Um... Well, I'm not bringing this up as any form of threat, but... [sighs] So, you know when you had me destroy those documents at Cruises?
[indistinct chatter from passersby]
I kept a few... o-- of them. Just in case I got in trouble, and 'cause I was worried that maybe I was destroying evidence of criminality.
So, like, I don't know. Would it be... I don't wanna bring anything up to you in a way that feels, like, horrible, but would it be bad for me to, like, mention those to you now?
Are you asking if you can blackmail me?
No, I'm not-- I would-- I would hate that. I like you, it's just, you know, context.
Very well. I accept your blackmail.
No, I'm not blackmailing you Tom--
Greg... I'm gonna accelerate you. Okay? New title. Ton more money, nice new office. You're moving up, you can throw away the training bra. Seat at the big table. You like that?
[Greg smiles and nods]
You fucki-- Look at you. Where are they, those papers?
[laughs] You're a fuckin' slime ball!
[slaps Gregs arms] Attaboy!
And Roman, the safe place is the three R's, okay?
Regret. It happened a long time ago. Responsibility. Belongs to individuals and not corporations. Remedy. Super tough, super vague. The move is condemn and move on. Got it?
Right, and if you need to smash glass in case of emergency, it's enough of that and back to the session: "Family Ownership & Corporate Continuity in the Digital Age."
Whatever the fuck that means.
KGKatherine Gilliard
Senator Eavis, you have five minutes for questions.
Mr. Wambsgans, I hope I'm saying that correctly.
[Tom gives a thumbs-up and mouths a "Yeah"]
Just some background. Mr. Lester McClintock. You accept he offered jobs to young women who would sleep with him?
Uh... That does seem to be the case. Um... But the-- the company, uh, wasn't aware, and obviously, that was some time before my time, um... However, Bill... uh, Lockheart, my--
But within the upper echelons of the firm and the family, Lester was commonly known as "Mo," is that correct?
I... I don't... I don't... I-- I'm a relative n-- newcomer.
This email, you call Lester McClintock "Mo." Why?
I-- I guess I think it was just a nickname.
Mm-hm. You call him "Mo" over 30 times in emails to family and colleagues, but you never use it in the items of correspondence sent to him privately, for instance, during his illness. Why not?
You don't know? He was called Mo, but always behind his back.
Um... Uh... I'd-- I'd have to look at the, uh, emails, uh, I never thought about it.
Lester's nickname was Mo. Mo Lester. Molester. That never came up?
Senator, I think, uh... [chuckles] I guess maybe perhaps he was, uh, a little creepy-seeming perhaps.
Well, you were right there.
But just because we-- he was called, um, Mo Lester, doesn't-- didn't mean... It was just a-- [chuckles] It's just an off-color joke. You know?
That was 100 percent based on truth. But of all the many, many people who called this molester... "Mo Lester," not one of them had the slightest idea that he was actually a molester. I mean, you could see how that stretches out our credulity.
Yes, Senator, I can see that. I think he just seemed a bit like one, maybe. But we didn't know anything.
Well, if he seemed a little bit like one, don't you think it behooved the people in charge to find out if he was one...
...before you sent him out on ships full of young women and vulnerable old and young guests?
CCongresswoman
Mr. Hirsch, please rise. Raise your right hand. Do you swear that the testimony you are about to give this committee is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you, God?
CCongresswoman
Please take a seat. Senator Eavis, it's your time.
SGSenator Gil Eavis
Gregory Hirsch, executive assistant to Tom Wambsgans, is that correct?
Yes. Yes, if it is to be said.
If it is to be said, so it be--so it is.
Uh, yes. I merely wish to answer in the affirmative fashion.
You can speak to us normally.
Ok--no--thank you, sir. So I shall.
I just... I think, you know... I think a lot of the time, if I think about it, I think a lot of the time, I'm really pretty unhappy.
I don't know. I love you, I do. I just, uh... I wonder if... I wonder if the sad I'd be... without you would be less than the sad I get from being with you.
You know, uh... Marcia and I used to read to each other. I'd read her history. You know, Spengler, Gibbon, the big boys. Uh-huh.
The Incas... in times of terrible crisis... would sacrifice a child to the sun. I said to her they were a bunch of fucking savages.
Her thing was... what could you possibly kill that you love so much... it would make the sun rise again?
Hey, Dad, I--... just out of interest, um... Did you ever think I could do it?
Do what? The top job? Oh, I don't know, maybe. Eh...
I-- Well, you know, I just... You know, you're smart, you're good, but I... I just don't know.
You're not a killer. You have to be a killer. But... nowadays... maybe you don't. I don't know.
