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Thank Heaven!
Who shall say where the one ends and where the other begins.
She's here.
Our first impulse is to shrink from the danger.
Unaccountably, we remain.
Roderick!
- Who? - Him.
It was him.
Thank you.
Cognac?
Have a glass.
Where's Mr. Pym? It's better we talk with your attorney present.
Sure.
Not really.
Madeline would beg to differ.
Have you ever had her on the record? I don't think so.
Have you?
- It's my granddaughter, Lenore. - You can take that if you need to.
I called you to give you the only thing you've ever wanted.
My confession.
And Mr. Dupin has waived a glass of Henri IV, so which of us is crazier?
actually.
a bonus.
Believe me, Mr. Dupin, when I tell you, you don't know a thing.
is here...
And the woman who would shape every choice we'd ever make.
Our mother.
Eliza.
A man of appetites.
Just make sure those Emory files are on my desk when I get in.
and loves us from far away, the same is true for Mr. Longfellow.
He's mean.
He's complicated.
Like God.
It just means you've come so close to him that he can kiss you.
Here. Here.
No!
Jesus showed us
Don't say what you want, say what makes him say what you want.
Mom said we're not supposed to ever bother him. Him especially.
Trust me, it's the least he can do. Okay, now let's go over it one more time.
Sorry to bother you, Mr. Longfellow, but since she worked for you
so well for so long, almost 20 years, we thought you would want to know...
She always said you were a man that could move mountains,
if you told her what she needs to do, she might listen.
I mean...
- What did you say? - It's the least you could do. For her.
For us.
Eliza was a decent worker for a long time, but she lost it. Didn't she?
Are those...
What do we do?
We know what she wouldn't want us to do.
I know.
So what do we do?
Maddie!
What is it?
- Mom! - Mommy!
Mommy!
She had to crawl up, break out, she probably just passed right out.
Jesus.
Who is that?
Oh, my God.
Mom!
William!
William!
William!
The official story was Longfellow had a heart attack in his sleep.
And we carried that secret with us, and loved her all the more.
She was...
remarkable.
Why are you telling me this? Why are we talking about your mother?
Make them...
turn around.
And why they were the way they were, was because of my dad.
I just promised I would never do what he did.
Doesn't matter how you got here, who your mother was. I have six kids.
If you're an Usher,
Matter of principle.
Yeah.
Your grandkids are at your house right now, with your kids too,
A culmination of your life's work, and he wasn't there, rooting you on.
And come to think of it, my whole family was there. Day one.
you know...
- The last time you were impressed? - The last time we were all together.
That day was the last day we were all in the same place.
Alive.
Now, I know, there have already been a lot of headlines about Fortunato Pharma.
About Ligodone.
he's sitting over there, began marketing his painkillers decades ago.
The Usher family under CEO Roderick Usher and COO Madeline Usher
spent four decades growing Fortunato into one of the most profitable,
the reason their lead attorney and enforcer Mr. Arthur Pym...
- Objection. - Sustained.
he's the one doing the crossword puzzle while I'm talking.
In 40 years, not one thing, not one indictment, not one charge.
- Objection. - Sustained.
And the reason why this trial's going to have a different outcome.
- Objection! - Approach.
That's absurd!
And until we are satisfied, we will keep this informant's identity confidential.
All the more reason not to mention this in your opening argument, Mr. Dupin.
I'm not the young lawyer I used to be. I'll happily strike.
of greed.
Spouses too.
And this always just delights him when he's in such a mood.
Who knows what that crazy little spit-head will or won't do?
Why the fuck would anybody think it would serve their best interests
Why bother?
Doesn't exist.
- God, the timing. Bill... - You could always push back the launch.
No. No way.
I care about what Dad thinks, and he'd ride this out, so we ride it out.
Goldbug will show him that the Usher empire should be a matriarchy.
And Tamerlane Usher should be the queen. So just tell me what you need.
Fuck Blippi. And fuck this trial. And fuck this informant.
Speaking of fucking...
Who knows how late this goes tonight. I canceled the girl.
Dad needs to see his kids don't need half a billion dollars
Ready?
I have to say,
Seems like everybody's going to have their guns out after court today.
But there's a whole process for that. Significant others are a thing.
You don't want that yet.
Leo, you let me move in, but you won't let me meet your family?
Now. Fuck.
Yeah.
Okay.
- Not that I'm complaining. - I figured, um... shit might hit the fan.
I saw the clips on the news.
Hey.
Mmm. Mmm...
Okay.
Hey, Pluto.
Hey, sweetie. Are you being good for Other Daddy? Are you?
Hey!
Hannity knows which side his dick's buttered on. He'll be friendly.
Tucker?
Yes, um, call Bresnickan at Vanity Fair, see if he wants a profile on Leo.
Juno will be at the Met this weekend, your dad's office asked for some Page Six.
{\an8}I want you to start with Perry obviously, but I don't think
he's clever enough to keep it off TikTok if he was dealing with the Feds.
What I do need is for you to stay on top of Victorine and the rest of it.
I know, you'll figure it out. We're gonna find out who's talking to the Feds.
I still am so nervous.
Thank God we didn't have a wedding. I didn't have to look them all in the eye.
They will love you because I love you, and the only thing stronger than love
Excuse me.
I'm sorry.
Don, what are you doing here? Have you met my wife?
Juno, this is Dr. Donaldson. He's been with me a long time now.
He'll be taking over your care soon as you're done with Lewis.
I was going to call, but figured this was important enough that, uh...
What?
This is a Glenfiddich. '96.
- Uh... - Hmm.
Prospero's will be one of the most exclusive nightclubs in the entire world.
hedonism, privilege.
It's a dark room with killer music, few rules, fewer consequences.
Look at the numbers. I'll come to the office on Monday and you can...
Well, I don't think he's the informant, but got no clue about business.
I know it's important to you everybody gets that first loan, but...
Arthur, dig into this book. Find something for our defense.
Oh, no.
Coffee?
- No way. - Mmm.
Freddie, marrying this woman might be the one thing you didn't fuck up.
She's a genius.
Well...
This is a robust,
We really should get together more often, it's a balm for the soul.
It's been a minute since I've gotten to feel like a member of the family.
Or not.
While we're on the subject and, hate to point this out but,
- Aw, fuck you very much, Victorine. - No in-fighting. Jesus, have some dignity.
You want to watch me sign it?
Pym made this document particularly nasty, I asked him to, but that's not the thing.
I'll have to sue the bloody puddle of gore in the designer shoes.
You, the shit bag, you the informant, you know who you are.
happy hunting.
Well...
All of them.
perhaps...
there is a woman.
Resolution.
Resolve.
not to do something.
Not me though.
Not me.
Costume party?
- God, I can't believe we really did that. - Keep your voice down, Roderick.
We wait here.
Crowded enough for a few witnesses, not so crowded that nobody notices.
Sorry, I should've told you no politics at the bar. We're a classy joint.
Another?
You know what a resolution is? It's a deal you make with the future.
People still whisper about what possibly could have happened that night.
Tonight.
In the air.
Who shall say where the one ends and where the other begins?
She's here.
Unaccountably, we remain.
for the very reason that it involves that one most ghastly and loathsome
of all the most ghastly and loathsome images of death and suffering,
Mr. Usher!
Take him to Westminster under a pseudonym. Lock down the wing, maybe the whole floor.
Full security detail, and get Donaldson. No other doctors. Only Donaldson.
It's time.
It's time.
It's time.