Who do you think I am? You think I want you dead? I'll be broken when you die.
Mmhmm. How's the boy doing? Is he getting better?
He's, he's fine. So, look, my thing is I want out. I think I thought I was a knight on horseback, but yeah, that isn't.
Life's not knights on horseback. It's a number on a piece of paper. It's a fight for a knife in the mud.
Like, I don't really know where my life goes from here. Maybe I could, I don't know. But I can't do jack shit.
So here it is. I want to get a premium payout from the holding. 2 bill and a chunky asset.
Something you can realize without shareholder input. Maybe I don't know, outdoor advertising, podcasts. I keep Fikret, Jess, and I'm gone.
I'm a ghost, divested, off the board, complete disinheritance. Won't even speak at your memorial. We're done.
Well, I need to think about it. Well, you already. You offered at my birthday.
That was for fun. Dad we can't do this bullshit forever. Maybe I want you close.
You can do the mail. Keep you rattling around. I can't.
I tried, but I thought that I could change things. But I'm not as There's things you're able to do that I can't. Maybe Maybe You've won because you're corrupt.
And so is the world. Hmm. Well.
I'm better than you. You're - you know, I - I hate to say this because I love you, but you're kind of evil. Don't talk about things you don't understand.
Well, you're smart. But what you've done is you've monetized all the fucking the American resentments of class and race. And I thought I was just telling folks the weather.
You've turned black bile into silver dollars. You just noticed, did you? Yeah, maybe I did.
Oh, fuck off. Fine, you know what? I don't give a fuck.
Not everyone can live this life. I'm a great revolutionary. A bit of fuckin spice, bit of fun.
Fun? A bit of truth. OK.
Truth. OK. I fucking know things about the world, or I wouldn't turn a buck.
Maybe Not necessarily nice things. Look, whatever. Let me out.
ok? Pay up and let me out. I don't want to be you.
I'm a good guy. How long was that kid alive before he started sucking in water? Couple of minutes?
Three, four, five? Long time. Two minutes?
What were you even doing? Chasing a bit of tail? Hey, are you queer?
Did you try to fuck him? Or was it just the drugs? I'm better than you.
Sure. You're my son. I did my best.
And whenever you fucked up, I cleaned up your shit. And I'm a bad person? Fuck off, kiddo.
Good night. We're out of here.