Uh, well... It's now clear I have won sufficient electoral votes to be declared the next President of the United States, and I find the responsibility awesome! Now, I know there is something left to contest, but votes have been cast; votes have been tallied. On another day, in another time, they might have fallen in another fashion. The election has been called for me by an authority of known integrity. [...] To my critics, I am not a demagogue. I am a defender of democracy. But democracy, it has this tendency that we have to beware to become mere transaction. I give you this. You give me that. I come begging for your vote. Welfare checkbook out. Crowning the welfare kings and queens till everyone has become little tyrants crowned by the state. The model that I follow isn't from the scorched marketplace where cunning men haggle for the best price. That's not me. The democracy I believe in is where a leader emerged from the people, willed almost into being, brought forth by the great sweetness of the virtue of the combined wisdom of the good people of this republic. Don't we long sometimes for something clean once in this polluted land? That's what I hope to bring. Not something grubby with compromise. Something clean and true and refreshing. Something proud and pure.
S1 E15Unfinished Business
We just made a night of good TV. That's what we've done. Nothing happens.
Things do happen, Rome.
Kerry? It is Kerry, isn't it?
Yeah. [chuckles]
Not Kelly? Yeah. Um, why don't you come and sit with us?
Um... yeah, uh... yeah. Are you-- you're s-- you're sure that's okay?
Absolute-- Who-- Who is this?
Oh, um, this is my brother. And, uh... uh, my friend. Sorry.
Hello. Just going to steal her away. She'll be safe with me.
Uh. My-- my friend, um, who's a l-- l-- who's a lawyer so that I thought that there might be an issue in terms of entry... or something.
Sweet. Are you all right?
Yeah. I'm okay.
Sally-Anne!
Caroline? Hello.
Hello. This is Kerry. Sally-Anne.
Hi.
Hi, Kerry.
Hi.
Come and meet Marcia.
Yes.
Marcia. This is Sally-Anne.
Hello, Marcia.
Bonjour.
Sally-Anne was my Kerry, so to speak. So, it's all water under the bridge now, innit? Should we go and pile in? [...] God, Logan would hate this.
At least he won't grind his teeth tonight.
Good morning. [...] What sort of people would stop a brother speaking for the sake of a share price? [...] It is not for me to judge my brother. History will tell that story. I can just give you a couple of instances about him. You probably all know we came across, the first time, during the war, for our safety. But the engines of our ship let go... and the rest of the convoy sailed on without us, leaving us adrift. They told us... They told us children... that if we spoke, or coughed, or moved an inch, that the U-boats would catch the vibrations through the hull, and we would die in the drink, right there in the hold. Three nights and two days, we stayed quiet. A four-year-old and a five-and-a-half year old speaking with our eyes. So... there's a little sob story. [clears throat] And, uh, once we were over, our uncle, who was... so to speak, "a character," he, um... Well, they-- they had a little money, and they sent Logan away to a better school, and he hated it. [chuckles] He just hated it. He wasn't, uh... He wasn't well. He was sick. And he mewed, and he cried, and in the end, he got out and came home under his own steam. But when he got back, our little sister, she was a baby, but she was there by then... She, uh... He always believed that he brought home the polio with him, which took her. I don't even know if that's true. But our aunt and uncle certainly did nothing to disabuse him of that notion. They let it lie with him. I... loved him, I suppose. And I suppose some of you did too, in whatever way he would let us and we could manage. [sniffles] But I can't help but say... he has wrought the most terrible things. [...] He was a man who has, here and there, drawn in the edges of the world. Now and then, darkened the skies a little, closed men's hearts. Fed that dark flame in men, the hard, mean, hard, relenting flame that keeps their hearths warm while another grows cold, their grain stashed while another goes hungry. And even has the temerity to tell that hard... [chuckles] ...funny, yes, funny, but hard joke about the man in the cold. You can get a little high, a little mighty, when you're warm. Oh, yes, he-- he gave away a few million of his billions, but he was not a generous man. He was mean, and he made but a mean estimation of the world. And he fed a certain kind of meagerness in men. Perhaps he had to, because he had a meagerness about him... and maybe I do about me, too. I don't know. I try. I try. I don't know when... but some time, he decided not to try anymore. And it was a terrible shame. Godspeed, my brother. And God bless.
All right, wake up, zombies! Time to activate. Come on! Phones! I wanna see some fucking phones!
I love you. I... Really, I love you. But I cannot fucking stomach you.
Let's hit-- let's hit Frank.
[laughs]
Let's offer Frank. We can-- We can still do this.
Bullshit, man. Come on, it's fucking nothing. Stop.
No, there-- there's something here. There's an angle.
No, no. It's fuck all, man. It's bits of glue and broken shows, fucking phony news. Fucking... Come on.
We have this. We can still do this, man.
Oh my God, Man, it's nothing. Okay? It's just nothing. It's fucking nothing. Stop it!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Yeah. Hey, we are bullshit.
We are not bullshit.
We are bullshit. You are bullshit. You're fucking bullshit, man. I'm fucking bullshit. She's bullshit. It's all fucking nothing, man. I'm telling you this because I-- I know it, okay? We're nothing. Okay. Okay.
Hey. So, uh, pardon me. Um, where are we?
Ken.
I was thinking maybe we-- that we should maybe, uh, adjourn the meeting and-- and re-- uh, re... Uh...
Ken. Ken, it's done. Seven-six. We sell to GoJo. You don't have it.
[Watching Tom and his entourage approach as he is about to become CEO]
So, what are you thinking? Golden Parachute?
Or one last rodeo?
Go on.
What do you think?
I'm thinking we shoulda slit his throat in the cradle.
Well, goes without saying.
Hey, man. Great one. The losers never triumph. I was always hoping, you know? So, uh, let's chat. I got you.
Where's Karolina?
Karolina?
Mm-hmm.
She's, um...
[Hugo turns his head towards her, and swivels it back to Tom, who then signals Hugo to leave]
I just-- I just wanted to say congrats.
Thanks.
And yeah. So...
[Greg and Tom shake hands]
Tom. Just phenomenal.
[They shake hands]
Hey. Pastures new, right?
Yes, it is.
This is it.
[Tom shakes hands with another board member]
Yeah, so how's it all looking?
Uh-huh.
[awkward pause]
Plans? Planning?
Yeah, I wanna talk to Gerri. Yeah, Gerri gets it. She's not afraid of the dark.
And who else?
Frank, dead. Karl, dead. I really don't need those two old cunts on my shoulder.
[Greg gives Tom a desperate stare]
You? You fucked it, man. Quad man. Matsson hates you. Wants a clean-out.
Fuck.
You are a fucking piece of shit. [pause] But I got you. I got just enough capital.
[Tom affixes one of the stickers from Connor's auction onto Greg's forehead]
I got you.
Jesus and his disciples. [points at Greg] Even-- Even Judas is in the room.
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